Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Four years, fleeting.

Suddenly, Song Le and the others have graduated from college, but they didn't go their separate ways, but were lucky to work together.

Song Le works in one of the best local fashion magazines, responsible for interviewing and editing.

Shen Luo, on the other hand, went to a kindergarten not far away to work as a preschool teacher, which was exactly what she wanted - she always liked children, she was meticulous and amiable, she took good care of a class, and was surrounded by a group of little angels every day, so happy no.

The other two best friends, one became a piano teacher, and the handsome boy who sent her home at that time, now they are talking about marriage, and the other is drawing shoujo manga, becoming a faceless but deep A little pink loved by fans.

It's just that there are always some unsatisfactory things at work.

Song Le looked at the displeased female colleague standing in front of him, and after confirming that the annoying eyes were directed at her, he asked inexplicably, "Is there something wrong?"

The pure and beautiful woman frowned in dissatisfaction, crossed her chest and looked at her angrily, and said arrogantly: "The editor-in-chief told you to go."

Song Le was slightly dazed, the editor-in-chief told her to go, what face does this person put on here.

She didn't understand until she entered the editor-in-chief's office and listened to what the editor-in-chief said——

So it was rejected by three?

The one who rejected her was none other than... well, An Cheng.

Song Le looked at the indifferent and handsome profile of someone secretly photographed on the data sheet, and then thought about how he bullied her in a serious manner at home, and suddenly felt a sharp contrast.

The editor-in-chief's voice suddenly broke into the ears: "Lele, Lele?"

"Huh, huh?" Song Le returned to his senses.

"Can you try it? The interviewee this time is a bit tricky, not that tricky. The main reason is that he pays more attention to personal privacy and doesn't like to be interviewed..."

But because of his beautiful and indifferent appearance and his extremely powerful manipulative ability, the major magazines are eager to move.

An interview with An Cheng is equivalent to a guarantee of sales.

Song Le's eyes wandered for a moment, hesitant: "I, I'm not sure."

The editor-in-chief didn't know about her relationship with An Cheng, so he sighed helplessly, knowing that it was not easy, so he said, "Then Lele, try it first, if it doesn't work, we'll do other people's interviews."

Song Le nodded slowly, and when she came out of the office, she was turned off by the angry and ashamed woman who was repeatedly rejected.

"..." She was speechless.

After returning home, An Cheng had already returned, cooking and washing rice in the kitchen.

Pale white rice soup flows down between the white jade-like fingers, which is particularly moving.

Song Le stared at his handsome silhouette for a while, and suddenly felt that it was not real.

An Cheng, such a good person, although his personality is a little cold, he is still so good, so he is so natural and willing to do these trivial things in the world for her.

"What are you in a daze for?" An Cheng wiped his wet hands after cooking the rice, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Hmm." Song Le quickly lowered his head to change his slippers, then walked over and blinked and asked, "I have an interview..."

An Cheng understood: "Yes."

Song Le was aggrieved: She didn't explain anything yet, did An Cheng agree?

It's so straightforward, it doesn't fit his usual style at all, okay?

"However, you take the initiative tonight." An Cheng leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose.

"... Take the initiative, what?"

"What do you think?" An Cheng smiled like a spring breeze.

Song Le, who had just finished cursing the above sentence in his heart, was speechless for a while.

Sure enough, she really thought too much, and she didn't change a bit.