Shining Stars: First Producer

Song Moran looked at her expressionlessly, with deep eyes, and although Lu Cheng felt a little uncomfortable in such a situation, she still forced herself to look at him.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the office became more and more serious.

At this moment, the sound of knocking on the door interrupted their gazes.

Lu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and looked back pretending to be calm.

"Come in," she said, full of gratitude for the knocker
It was Lu Cheng's voice, and Assistant Song could hear it, but this tone of gratitude and relief made him feel tight.

Not daring to think too much, Assistant Song lowered his head, looked around the office quickly and then fell to the ground.

"President, here are the clothes you want." Assistant Song said.

"Put it here," Song Moran said, although his tone was still a little bad, but it was much better.

Looking at the folded clothes on the desk besides the pink gift box, Lu Cheng's eyes flickered slightly.

"You go out first," Song Moran said, his eyes artificially bypassed Lu Cheng, and looked at Assistant Song.

Assistant Song nodded, and soon there were only the two of them left in the office.

Sensing the low air pressure around Song Moran, Lu Cheng pretended to move exaggeratedly, touched the clothes in his hand, and asked, "Are these all for me?"

Song Moran looked up at the pitiful appearance of her wearing only her own coat, felt relieved, sighed inwardly, and said, "Go and change."

The smile on Lu Cheng's face became more sincere, but looking at the surrounding area without any shelter, he frowned and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"There is a rest room next to it," Song Moran said, pointing to the small door on the side.

Lu Cheng was a little surprised, this was something she had never noticed before.

Pushing open the door, the decoration inside is also in line with Song Moran's style, simple and clear, not pursuing any luxury or enjoyment.

The wind coming from nowhere made her tremble uncontrollably, and quickly withdrew her mind.

Across the door, Song Moran couldn't concentrate on those boring documents like before.

It is undeniable that when Lu Cheng came here dripping wet, everything he did was from the heart, and when Lu Cheng refused the gift he gave her, she couldn't ignore the depression in her heart.

Song Moran couldn't help but wonder whether she refused because of the gift or the person who gave it, but couldn't draw any conclusion.

Assistant Song probably likes this kind of clothes made of layered yarn, Lu Cheng felt the material here and thought to himself.

There was a "squeak" sound when the door was pushed open.

Song Moran raised his head involuntarily, and what caught his eyes was a graceful figure.

"The lips are red without pimples, and the eyebrows are green without painting," Song Moran couldn't help but think of this sentence when he looked at the person in front of him. His hair was still half-dry, and it was draped softly on his shoulders, which added a little color to her. weak.

Seeing Lu Cheng slowly approaching, Song Moran couldn't help being a little dazed, but what he was thinking was that he wanted to hide her from others to see.

I don't know what Song Moran was thinking, but the dry and loose cloth on her body made Lu Cheng feel very comfortable, and she couldn't help showing a big smile at her.

"Don't laugh like that," Song Moran's throat moved slightly, and he reached out to block her eyes, his voice slightly hoarse.

Lu Cheng couldn't help blinking at the sudden darkness in front of his eyes, his long and thin eyelashes scraped past his palm, and his voice was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Song Moran didn't speak, just kept silent.

Although Lu Cheng was a little confused, she obediently fell silent, and the smile on her face was slightly restrained.

Even so, Lu Cheng's smiling face and bright eyes still appeared before Song Moran's eyes from time to time.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, turned his back to Lu Cheng, "Go to work, bring your things."

"Things?" Lu Cheng pondered for a moment, glanced at the abrupt gift box, and quickly refused, "I said it's too expensive, I can't accept it!"

Song Moran didn't say anything else, Lu Cheng thought he had been persuaded by herself, and heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and left lightly.

When Lu Cheng arrived at the column group, it was already past working hours, and everyone sat quietly in their seats doing what they were supposed to do, the atmosphere was quiet and solemn.

The sound she made when she walked was abrupt and noisy, Lu Cheng could feel other people's gazes on her, and felt a little uncomfortable.

With slightly red cheeks, she quickly walked in her direction, and she was relieved when she sat in her own seat.

Probably clothing accessories are something that every woman can't refuse, because of the clothes on her body, someone actually took the initiative to talk to Lu Cheng.

"The clothes you are wearing today are so beautiful!" The girl sitting next to Lu Cheng asked the question, her voice was small, and she looked very shy.

"Thank you," Lu Cheng was a little surprised, because of some things that happened before, she never thought that the people in this column team would take the initiative to talk to her one day.

However, although he was a little flattered in his heart, the expression on his face did not change.

The man seemed to think she was upset, and quickly explained, "I mean it!"

"It's true that I said thank you," Lu Cheng looked back innocently, her round almond eyes looked very cute.

The little girl didn't expect Lu Cheng to behave like this. After the surprise, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you were angry just now."

Lu Cheng was a little helpless, shrugged and said, "It's nothing."

There was a smile on the little girl's face, and after knowing that Lu Cheng was not a difficult person to get in touch with, her lively temperament was fully exposed.

"I'm Yang Yi, you can call me Yiyi."

"I'm Lucheng," Lucheng nodded.

"I know you. After you came, you have always been the company's rumored antler!" Yang Yi said.

Lu Cheng's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask her what those scandals were?
Yang Yi seemed completely unaware of what he had accidentally said just now, and suddenly patted his forehead, and said a little annoyed, "I forgot, I wanted to ask you where you bought the clothes at first."

"This dress," Lu Cheng hesitated for a while before seeming to make up his mind, and said, "This dress was bought by Assistant Song, I don't know."

Just when the two of them were talking, the ears of the people around them had been pricked up, and they exchanged glances.

"What?" Yang Yi shouted in disbelief, but looked at Lu Cheng with bright eyes, like a puppy seeing a fleshy bone.