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Zhang Yiyan had a calm face and always had a decent smile. He picked up the thermos cup and took a slow sip. He raised his head and looked at Chen Mo with a flash of light in his eyes. "Chen Mo, 31 years old, height 184cm, weight 155cm, optimistic and calm." ,Stubborn."

"Excellent graduate, City A,,,,"

Chen Mo leaned back, folded his arms, and interrupted him directly, "Zhang Ke, they say you can pinch and count, but this kind of thing is too mysterious."

"I don't believe it at all, and I can tell you what you said by checking the intranet, and tell me something that no one knows."

Zhang Yiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, but was not angry because he was interrupted. "Huh? He is still wetting the bed at the age of 7,,,"

"Pfft~~~"

I don't know who suddenly couldn't hold back the laughter, and the others covered their mouths and snickered. Chen Mo's expression suddenly changed, but before he could stop him, Zhang Yiyan smiled calmly and said, "Sorry, this is too far away, let's talk about the recent past. "

He raised his eyebrows and said, "I just had circumcision surgery last month. Isn't it too late at this age?"

"Pfft~~~"

"Ha ha ha ha,,,"

The people in the conference room couldn't hold it back any longer and laughed out loud. Huang Yong slapped Chen Mo on the shoulder, "You deserve it. Don't worry, brother. I have a strict mouth and will never tell anyone."

"Yes, yes, no rumors will be spread, hahaha."

Chen Mo's face turned the color of pig liver, and he became angry with embarrassment, "Stop laughing,,,,"

"Zhang Ke, if you don't mind, tell me about Dahuang and Lele too. They are too arrogant."

Huang Yong and Le Sheng waved their hands hurriedly, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Zhang Ke, we are loyal to you. We can’t be more convinced, but we can’t listen to Chen Datou."

Chen Mo glared at them both, then stood up and said apologetically, "Ahem, Zhang Ke, what about that? I'm sorry, I just made a mistake."

Zhang Yiyan stood up, picked up his down jacket, and nodded, "Leave it to you, I'll leave first."

Yan Junge stood up, took the thermos cup just now, and couldn't hide the smile on his face, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

"Dahuang, I'll leave this to you."

"no problem."

When the two left the conference room, Song Qing handed the notebook to Shen Ran and quickly stood up to follow.

Yan Junge took Zhang Yiyan to his office to put the cup first, "Yiyan, put this cup here, put the tea in the drawer, make it if you want to drink it."

Looking at the four or five kinds of tea leaves in the drawer, Zhang Yiyan nodded and shifted his gaze to the thermos cup, "Did you buy this cup?"

"correct."

"Specially for me?"

"correct."

Zhang Yiyan picked up the cup and pointed at it, "Why is it pink and has a fairy printed on it?"

Of course it's because I feel like I match you very well, you are pink and tender, and you are more delicate than a flower. He smiled, showing his neat teeth, "You are more beautiful than this flower fairy, hehe."

Zhang Yiyan put the cup back on the table, "Yan Junge, I don't like to be misunderstood as a woman."

"No, no, we can kill ten old men with one punch. I will change the color of the cup for you tomorrow." Yan Junge put the cup further away and said with a smile.

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

As soon as the two arrived at the parking lot, they saw a small snowman piled on the front hood of the car. Yan Junge smiled broadly and said with trembling hands, "Deng Deng Deng, the snowman I promised you yesterday."

Zhang Yiyan bowed and looked at the little snowman. His facial features were made of small stones, and his hands were made of branches.

The corners of his eyes raised slightly, and he turned his head to look at Yan Junge, "Thank you, it's very cute, I like it very much."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and took a photo, stared at the photo for a while, and then took a few more photos.

Yan Junge also took out his mobile phone and said, "Come closer and I'll take a photo of you and the little snowman."

"it is good."

"Click, click,"

"Come on, come on," Yan Junge stepped forward and put his arms around Zhang Yiyan's shoulders, leaving a corner for the little snowman to take a selfie.

After taking the photo, Zhang Yiyan stretched out his index finger and tapped the little snowman's nose, "You can just stand guard here."

It was rare for Yan Junge to see such a childish side of him, so he didn't rush him until Zhang Yiyan had enough fun, then got in the car and left.

Song Qing saw what the two of them did next to the car. She had just chased them out of the conference room and found that they had gone upstairs, so she came to the car to wait.

As a result, I saw the scene just now. Is the relationship between these two people already so good?

Carefully follow Yan Junge's car in that direction...

Song Qing didn't know what to make of his expression when he saw the words "Tianshui Mingdu". Zhang Yiyan lived in Tianshui Mingdu, so the person Yan Junge picked up at the airport was Zhang Yiyan? ? ?

He immediately called Zhu Yujun and said, "Junjun, I am in Mingdu, Tianshui. Entering the community requires the owner's permission."

Zhu Yujun on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Okay,,,"

After successfully following up on the community, Song Qing felt more and more familiar. He took out his phone and pulled up the photos from that time. Sure enough, it was the same parking lot with the same elevator door.

She stopped not far away and watched Yan Junge and Zhang Yiyan get off the car together and get on the elevator side by side.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Song Qing immediately unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car, ran to the elevator door, looked at the numbers on it and stopped at 9.

Guilt almost overwhelmed her. How could she think that Yan Junge was cheating and say so unpleasant things at that time.

[Garbage should stay in the trash can]

Song Qing felt a little exhausted for a moment, and returned to the car while holding on to the wall. She couldn't help but look at the flickering screen of her mobile phone, and finally picked up the phone, "Qingqing, are you okay? What did you see? The scumbag is living with the mistress?"

Song Qing opened his mouth without making a sound, swallowed hard, and said with some difficulty, "The one with long hair is not a mistress,"

"What's the meaning??"

Taking a deep breath, "It's Zhang Yiyan who lives in the famous city of Tianshui. It's also Zhang Yiyan who has long hair. It's also Zhang Yiyan who wears perfume."

At the end of the sentence, Song Qing was already in tears. She was so wrong.

Zhu Yujun screamed, "The Zhang Yiyan you are talking about is your new handsome guy with long hair?"

"Yes, I was on a business trip and Zhang Yiyan was riding in his car."

"Ah ah ah, Qingqing, are you still there? Let's meet and chat."

Song Qing nodded, thinking that she couldn't see her, and said, "I'm still in the parking lot, wait, they are coming out."

Yan Junge walked in front, followed by Zhang Tianming, and finally Zhang Yiyan.

So Zhang Yiyan and Zhang Tianming live together?

The three of them got into the car and drove directly out of the parking lot.

Song Qing suddenly felt that he was very wrong, and said about the scene where he just saw the three people traveling, "Junjun, I seem to have really misunderstood him."

There was a whistling sound from Zhu Yujun's side, and he was obviously running, "Don't move, I'll come to you, right away, right away."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qing raised his head and took a few deep breaths to force back tears. I got off the car again, walked into the elevator, and asked to swipe my card. I looked at the stairwell on the side and climbed up the stairs decisively.

Breathing heavily, he finally reached the 9th floor, one staircase with two apartments. He looked around and saw that there was no special place at all. Song Qing suddenly didn't know what he was doing when he ran up. He stayed in front of the door for a few minutes, then turned and walked back to the stairwell. .

I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw the trash can in the stairwell. I took out a tissue and held the handle and opened it. It was unexpectedly clean inside. I reached out and took out the trash bag inside and looked through it.