After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

After the proposal to hold a barbecue party in the evening was unanimously approved, everyone immediately made a clear division of labor and each took on a part of the work.

It's just that Murong Chuan, who used to be in charge of the cooking department, is rarely offline this time.

After all, he helped prepare lunch, and what the doctor Murong Zheng said there meant that he couldn't be kept busy at night, and Uncle Yang didn't really agree with the other party's excessive exercise.

Although the wounds on his body were almost healed, sutures were still stitched in some places to prevent the wounds from cracking. If others noticed that he was strange, Murong Chuan had no choice but to withdraw with regret, saying that he had a cold recently and was not suitable to help, so he handed over this part of the work to Gave it to someone else.

"I'll do it." Annuo took the initiative to take over this part of the work.

Annuo may not be good at cooking, but if it's just preparing some barbecue ingredients and making some seasonings, she's definitely more than enough. What's more, she and Murong Qiao have both done these things separately after living with Murong Qiao for so long.

Everyone simply ignored Yanxiu, who was autistic in the room, and defaulted to waiting until everything was ready before asking him to come down to eat.

As for Murong Zheng, since some work at the hospital still needed to be handled remotely, he left the remaining miscellaneous matters to Xian Yu and Murong Qiao.

"There doesn't seem to be any drinks at home. I'll go out and buy them later." Xianyu ran to the refrigerator and took a look.

Usually, Uncle Yang and Murong Chen are the only ones at home who don't know how to drink. Even if they do drink, they mainly drink tea.

Uncle Yang didn't have any objections and even wrote a list of other things he needed to buy for Xian Yu. "Then please help me, young master, to bring these back too."

Although the purchase of supplies cannot usually be left to the servants, sometimes it is not a bad idea for everyone to prepare a sumptuous dinner together.

"I want to drink Coke. Where are you, Qiaoqiao, and Annuo? You can give me whatever you like to drink. I'll go out first."

He said hello, then opened the door and walked outside. He had a fiery personality and would do whatever came to his mind without waiting any longer.

"I can do it." Annuo said quickly.

Annuo was never picky when she was a guest at other people's homes, let alone at Murong Qiao's house. She was embarrassed to cause trouble to the other party.

As for Murong Qiao's taste, Xian Yu knew it well.

Watching everyone go about their business, Murong Qiao looked at the time and realized that his elder brother Murong Chen didn't seem to have sent him a message today, so he found a place to stand outside and took the initiative to call the other party.

The phone didn't ring for a few times before it was answered.

"Brother? Are you busy over there?" Murong Qiao asked casually.

She looked outside at the carefully tended rose garden. The fragrant fragrance of flowers was on the tip of her nose, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Even during the time when Murong Qiao was away, the garden was carefully taken care of by dedicated personnel to maintain its beauty.

The rose's budding appearance seemed to have been maintained at this moment forever. Murong Qiao couldn't help but stretch out his fingertips to touch it gently, but felt its softness, and then he couldn't help but relax his force.

Murong Chen heard the sound of paper being flipped, "I'll go back later."

"I'm still in the company now, and there are some things that need to be dealt with that haven't been finished yet."

Murong Chen said something from his sister and then speeded up the signing process.

Knowing that his elder brother was very busy, Murong Qiao called him just to ask, so he hung up the call without talking for a few words.

However, there are still several documents on Murong Chen's table that have not been processed.

"President..." the secretary said slightly, still holding the report in his hand.

He was just reporting the company's situation to Murong Chen, but was interrupted by Murong Qiao's sudden call.

Only then did Murong Chen remember that he had not finished listening to the other party's report.

He looked at the remaining workload, and after rubbing his temples with a headache, he simply waved his hand and had no intention of continuing to listen.

"You can leave the report here for now. I will send you a message if there are any questions in the future. I have to go home later." Murong Chen explained to his secretary.

Seeing this, the secretary naturally said nothing more, so after bowing, he respectfully placed the report in Murong Chen's hand, and then quietly left.

However, when the president just answered the phone, his gentle tone that was easy for ordinary people still surprised the secretary.

That is, only the president's sister can get this treatment.

The secretary closed the door of the office and couldn't help but feel envious in his heart. If someone made a mistake at work, the CEO's cold face would freeze the blood in the body's limbs, making you feel what it means to be three-nine. It's chilly in the sky.

Murong Chen didn't know the colorful psychological activities of his secretary. After finishing a few extremely important documents, he was going to go downstairs and take the car home.

Although Shengjing Group has not had any major disturbances recently, small problems have emerged one after another, which sometimes gives Murong Chen headaches.

After taking a deep breath, he stood up from his seat and prepared to go back. He looked at the already gloomy weather outside. After thinking about it, he reached for the coat hanging on the chair next to him and put it on.

But after wrapping the coat around his body, he could not help but be slightly stunned by the elegant and fresh fragrance that swept to his nose.

When Murong Chen found out later, he remembered that this was the coat he lent to An Nuo that day.

But he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. After the other party came back, he put it in the closet. Unexpectedly, he happened to be wearing this one today.

It's probably because the fragrance of the laundry detergent is a little fresh and elegant, but it doesn't make people feel disgusted. It smells like a floral fragrance.

Murong Chen's movements in putting on his coat were obviously a beat slower at the end.

He couldn't help but think of a neighbor he hadn't seen for a long time through the scent, thinking of the rabbit pajamas he wore that day and the soft pajama ears that lay beside his hair and looked very good to the touch.

The more I think about it, the clearer the memory becomes, as if I was actually standing in the scene of that day.

It's just that it's been a while since he went to the branch to inspect the recent work. His focus was on Shengjing Group, so he had less interaction with Annuo.

...Forget it, let’s go home first.

Murong Chen withdrew his wandering thoughts, pushed open the office door and headed towards the elevator.

The secretary was sorting out a new batch of documents and planning to send them to the president's office when he bumped into Murong Chen, who rarely got off work on time.

This sight is rare and cannot be seen even once a month.

The secretary watched in surprise as the president left the office early. Then he remembered the phone call that should have been from his sister just now, and he had an explanation in his mind.

However, after some mental thought, the sense of smell was delayed for a moment, and the information about the floral scent just smelled was transmitted to the brain at this moment, and then some imaginative associations were pulled out of the secretary's mind.

The floral scent is obviously the kind that a girl would use.

The soft and fresh fragrance has nothing to do with the usually cold CEO.

The secretary suddenly turned back to look in the direction where the president had just left. Murong Chen was walking very fast and could no longer be seen, but this did not reduce the thoughts swirling in the secretary's mind.