Madam escaped

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Hehe, I laughed secretly, she was just too stubborn and wanted to save face, why didn't she ask me for some money?

I didn't bother with her anymore, and went back to the company with her.As soon as she entered the company, her absolute superiority came out again, she kept her eyes fixed, and she walked with great poise, as if she walked slowly and she would get close to me.

Seeing her walking back to her seat and continuing to look at the drawings, I was not polite, walked in with my iPod in my arms and sat opposite her to play.

Julie is complaining online that I'm leaving all the chores to her, and she's driving her nuts with all those old French pussies.

I smiled and explained to her, the French are notoriously procrastinating, has their temperament changed from her?Take your time, I'm not here, and no one will rush her progress.

She quickly replied: It doesn't matter to you, it's not Jenny, she is anxious to perform in front of the little sisters, and wants to make a big move before Christmas.

Oh Christmas!

Before you know it, it's almost half a year, how much time can be wasted?

I couldn't help being silent, and stared at the screen in a daze. I was so focused that I didn't realize that the woman on the opposite side put down the drawing and stared at me at some point.

After a long time, she asked, "What's wrong?"

In this slightly empty office, no matter how low her voice was, it caused a slight echo, and it reached my ears with concern and inquiry.

I slowly raised my eyes, looked at the restored beauty, and asked softly: "When you bought the house I rented and the house in my hometown, what were you thinking about?"

……

I gave her a long time, and she didn't answer in the silence, just looked at me with her calm eyes.

"Now, why are they all given to us for free?"

This may be the question I have gathered the most courage to ask in recent years. I seem to want to hear what I want to hear from her, but I am afraid to actually hear it, which is very contradictory.

Finally, like so many times in our conversations, she threw the question at me: "What do you want me to answer you?"

What does it mean?

I can't quite understand and accept it, and my eyes are moist with s-hi.

How many years have passed, we are all changing, some things and some habits are still going on.

what about love?

I remembered what I said to her at the airport, so I asked, "Do you have a boyfriend, or a fiance?"

She blinked twice, turned the ring on her finger, lowered her eyes, and told me: "This is my privacy."

"What if I want to know?" I was very stubborn at this moment.

But she lightly punctured the balloon I was barely holding on as if she took a needle lightly: "What about you? How many girlfriends do you have? Although I have no right to intervene in your private affairs, and I have no intention of letting you find me." A boyfriend is still a girlfriend, but it’s better to know how to be content if you can’t eat more than you can chew.”

I think she must have been misled by my news, but after thinking about it, does this also mean that she still cares about me to a certain extent?

I smiled and turned the ipod to her, pointed at Julie's profile picture and said, "Is that the girlfriend you mean? You should remember her!"

She lowered her head very quickly to show that she was not interested in these things, and said ignorantly, "Whatever you like! It's time to get off work, go back and rest early."

"What about you? Won't you go back?" I didn't have the slightest sense of being a cleaner and asked.

She looked at the computer blankly and said, "I still have something to do, you go first."

I sat down again and said in a leisurely manner, "I still have something to do, so I'm not in a hurry to go back. You won't fire me just because I borrowed the company's network signal, right?"

As soon as the word 'expulsion' was said, she and I both laughed. It must be that she also remembered the situation during the internship, when I was stupidly fooled by Sister Liu and said that I was going to be expelled.

☆、Chapter 89

She didn't wait too long. Before ten o'clock in the evening, she had already packed her things and was ready to leave.I quickly followed and took the elevator downstairs together.

We stood side by side, and our eyes were directly facing our figure, just like looking in a mirror.

She wore her hair in a bun, her hair hanging by her ears, her hands in the beige coat, and she lowered her eyes and looked at the ground.

And I, wearing the clothes I left before, the difference is that I grew my hair long and simply combed a ponytail behind me, revealing all my facial features.

Standing with her, there must still be a big difference in clothing and temperament, but I no longer feel the gap and inferiority as I did more than two years ago. Instead, I sigh that the sister next to me already has slender legs. Want to wear high heels?Forcibly stretching the five centimeters difference between me and her to more than ten centimeters, standing like this, I am very small. Although she is not tall and big, she is definitely not weak.I personally don't think this kind of contrast is very beautiful visually, so I couldn't help standing on tiptoe, trying to see what it would look like to be on par with her.

Coincidentally, the elevator stopped with a bang, and she took two quick steps, and then she must have seen me behind her on the slowly opened door with my neck raised like a cock being hoisted , she turned her head and asked me: "What are you doing?" There was a smile that couldn't be hidden in her eyes.

After the embarrassment, I jumped a few times smartly and said: "No reason, I just want to see if the air above smells better than the air below."

She bit her lip while suppressing a smile and nodded, "Oh, then enjoy it slowly."

If you really stay and enjoy it slowly, you'll be damned.

I quickly followed her footsteps and waited roguely at her passenger door.

She stopped by the driver's door, put her fingers on the roof, looked at me and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Look, it's so late, and you have a car, it should be easy to take me home!"

"I don't think it's easy." She said slowly, "I still have an appointment, so it's inconvenient to see you off."

"Dating?" It made me wake up from feeling good about myself like being poured with cold water. I took two steps back and said, "Forget it, I'll find a taxi! It's okay, I wish you a happy date!"

I thought I turned around in a very graceful manner, and walked towards the exit. Before I walked far, she parked the car next to me, pressed the window and called me to get in the car. When I got in the car, she said: "As Thank you for taking me to the hospital today and taking you home."

Is it necessary to say so specifically?

I said angrily: "Don't bother me, just take me to the most convenient intersection, so I won't delay your date with the handsome guy!" I admit, I'm jealous, and I can't hide it in my words Sour, so sour that I don't even want to look at her again.