Marriage to a Wealthy Family

A box of flat pink-packaged dessert take-out boxes was placed on the coffee table in the president's office. It faintly exuded an alluring sweet fragrance, making the subordinates who were reporting work absent-minded. "Want to eat?" A gentle male voice suddenly came out, waking up the subordinate who was salivating. Qiu Yuanyun immediately corrected his attitude and looked at the CEO sitting in the executive chair respectfully, "Ahem, I don't dare." Who didn't know that the CEO only loved the desserts of this dessert shop, and if she dared to mention it, he would definitely criticize her. Fu Yincheng glanced at his duplicitous subordinate, and then looked forward...