My Sexy Female CEO

72: Chapter 72: Clamping the Egg 72: Chapter 72: Clamping the Egg In her memory, Zhou Jiajia had stopped believing in love after being hurt once, and she was very curious about who had awakened Zhou Jiajia’s love that had been dormant for years.

“I’m not telling you!” Jiajia teased and then strode away.

An Qi felt an itch in her heart, really wanting to know the answer, so she chased after her and asked, “Hey, Sister Jiajia, don’t keep me in suspense, can you tell your little sister?

I promise to keep it a secret.”

“No means no, don’t ask anymore, or I’ll really get mad at you!” Zhou Jiajia threatened.

“Even if I don’t ask, I know Sister Jiajia has a new boyfriend, I just don’t know who it is.”

Annoyed, An Qi shot back, but Zhou Jiajia simply ignored her.

Helpless, she had no choice but to follow closely, and once they got into the car, she would interrogate her properly.

Yifan, standing beside the sedan, saw Jiajia approaching and immediately opened the car door.

As Jiajia arrived at the door, he placed a hand above her head to prevent her from bumping it as she got in.

“Thank you!” Jiajia smiled sweetly, very happy.

This kind of affection was what she had always dreamed of.

“You’re welcome!”

Yifan flashed a radiant smile, exchanging a deep look with Jiajia who was now inside the car.

The deep affection between them was known only to the two of them, hidden from everyone else.

“Big pervert!

Get lost!”

Feeling a constant itch in her heart, An Qi walked over, furious and intending to get into the car.

Hearing the shouting, Yifan immediately put away his smile, wisely stepped aside, and let the fiery-tempered beauty CEO get into the car.

An Qi stepped in and immediately started to hint and probe Jiajia about various things.

Yifan closed the car door and then drove the two women to work.

Approaching an intersection and waiting for a red light, Yifan stole a glance in the rearview mirror, wanting to check on the state of his future wife.

However, this action was caught by An Qi, and she flew into a rage.

“Big pervert!

What are you looking at?

Always peeping at my beautiful Sister Jiajia; let me tell you, Sister Jiajia has a boyfriend now, so you can just give up that little fantasy of yours.”

“Uh…” Yifan broke into a sweat and was completely speechless.

Was it such a big deal to sneak a glance?

Was there really a need for this outburst?

Besides, Sister Jiajia’s boyfriend is me, hey, am I not allowed to look at my girlfriend, really.

However, he only dared to think this in his heart and did not dare to say it out loud; otherwise, his relationship with Jiajia would be exposed.

On the other side, hearing An Qi scold Yifan, Jiajia felt a twinge of heartache and spoke up to comfort her: “Sister An Qi, don’t be so harsh on Mr.

Lin.”

“Sister Jiajia, there’s no need to be nice to a peeping tom,” An Qi advised in return.

“If he’s peeping at me, I’m not losing a piece of flesh, why do you have to be so fierce with him?

What if Mr.

Lin gets angry and leaves, what would you do?” Jiajia chided.

After hearing Jiajia’s words, An Qi immediately let her guard down.

To tell the truth, she was indeed afraid of Yifan resigning and leaving.

Still, even so, she was fuming, muttering under her breath, “I just can’t stand his shifty-eyed look.”

“Alright, alright!

Mr.

Lin isn’t as wicked as you imagine.

Maybe he was looking in the rearview mirror to see if something was wrong with us.”

Jiajia hugged An Qi, tenderly comforting this little woman whose heart had received a minor injury.

“That would be best.

If not, I definitely won’t let him off the hook, hmph!”

With a cold snort, An Qi leaned on Zhou Jiajia’s shoulder.

After this lesson, Lin Yifan didn’t dare to sneak glances at Zhou Jiajia anymore; unless An Qi was asleep or was concentrating on playing with other things; otherwise, he wouldn’t dare sneak a peek.

They drove to the company and the three of them got out of the car and went to work.

Entering the office, Lin Yifan, as usual, sat on the sofa.

Today, Wang Xiaolin was unusually calm; not only did she not greet him, but she also didn’t seduce him with her devilish figure; what puzzled him most was that today, Wang Xiaolin actually put on long clothes, no longer revealing and sexy.

“What’s going on?

Could she have given up?”

Lin Yifan was puzzled; then, paying no more attention to these matters, he started playing with his cell phone.

Half an hour later, seeing Wang Xiaolin come over with a cup to get water, Lin Yifan felt a bit strange; because Wang Xiaolin was walking with a limp, which looked extremely unnatural; he didn’t know if she had hurt her foot or something.

Out of concern for his colleague, he asked, “Did you hurt your foot?”

While getting water, Wang Xiaolin suddenly shuddered, clearly startled by Lin Yifan’s question.

After calming down a bit, she hastily replied, “No, my stomach is a bit upset today, so walking is a bit uncomfortable.”

“Should you see a doctor, or should I help you take a sick leave?” Lin Yifan inquired.

“No need, I’ll be fine with some rest.”

Having said that, Wang Xiaolin hurried back to her seat in a flustered manner, obviously unable to face Lin Yifan.

Seeing her like this, Lin Yifan was filled with questions.

However, since she did not need help, he couldn’t be bothered to care anymore.

And so, it wasn’t until ten o’clock that he finally found something to do because Han Meiling had started a live stream.

He watched the live stream, not to see Han Meiling’s ample assets, but to see how Han Meiling played with eggs.

The bag of eggs from last night had indeed piqued his curiosity.

As the live stream started, Han Meiling sat in the chair, singing songs and interacting with her fans.

He watched for half an hour and it continued just like that.

Lin Yifan guessed that Han Meiling would probably start with the real “main course” after midnight, so he turned off the live stream.

After having lunch, when An Qi and Zhou Jiajia returned to the office to continue working, he took out his phone again and watched the live stream intently.

Indeed, at this point, Han Meiling was no longer singing and dancing; instead, she started to tease the viewers with eggs.

“If you want to see the Egg Clamp, please swipe your gifts; reach one million beans and the hostess will clamp an egg; two million beans, two eggs; three million beans, three eggs, and so on, until no more can be clamped.”

With her command, a bunch of dudes frantically swiped away on their computers and cell phones, sending gifts after gifts; the amount of one million beans was reached in less than half a minute.

“Good!

One million beans has been reached, the hostess is going to clamp the first egg now.”

Having said that, Han Meiling kept her promise, picked up an egg from the table, placed it between her legs, and clamped down hard.