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"The third party is over?" He nodded with Miss Pender, and then asked me.

I don't know how she reacted, but I tried my best to manage my expression, and said, "We still have to go. Today I made an agreement with Sonia to meet and chat, but I didn't expect her meeting to be extended a little bit. "

Lao Huang nodded and touched one arm: "I came up to ask about logical needs, and Yimin said that you are here. Will the [-]:[-] meeting be held as usual?"

Why does he look more nervous than me?

"Of course. Shall we go to the office together?" Miss Pan De didn't show her face at all.

Except for the dark red packing box in her hand that does not match the workplace environment, she is no different from usual.

"Uh, how about I join you later? I'll take Yao downstairs." The smile almost squeezed out of the corner of his eyes, "It's always hard for you to catch this busy man."

Miss Pender held the ground and smiled.

No one in the elevator room spoke.Lao Huang has returned to normal long ago, but I still have lingering fears and dare not speak rashly.

Did he see it?

I quickly recalled the scene just now.I don't know when he was standing there, but the distance between us was so low and the conversation between us was very low, Lao Huang must have heard nothing.He didn't even make any gestures of intimacy... But how to explain that gift?Business contacts?Or simply admit that we have a personal relationship?

"The industrial park over there at Changi..." Lao Huang asked about work.

I just came back from there, I was full of bitterness and had no place to pour out, and then I complained a few words, and said: "But this line should be sorted out before the end of the month, I still hope to concentrate as much as possible in the department and BCG Seesaw. At least do our job well - but the outcome is out of our control."

"I don't think you and BCG are seeing each other."

"That's exactly my job, Xiuwen." I half-rolled my eyes, "If I can't paralyze you, wouldn't they believe me easily, just because I have the name tag of 'enemy' on my chest?"

When he got downstairs, Lao Huang didn't say anything, and seemed to be planning to go back.

I was uneasy: "Xiuwen?"

"Ok?"

"Nothing," I shook my head, "I just think you look bad. Did you drink too little water?"

"You forgot. I'm gaining muscle." He arched his arms.

"Yeah, clean muscle. Sounds like a lot of work." I shrugged. "See you soon?"

"See you tomorrow." Lao Huang waved his hand.

Could he have noticed something?

In the evening I visited Miss Pender's apartment as scheduled.She likes the necklace very much. Originally, I was really looking forward to wearing it for her, but today I feel inexplicably flustered during the day, and I am a little absent-minded at the moment.

"Did you send the flowers too?" Miss Pan De pouted towards the entrance.

"Yes. It's a bit traditional, I know." I was a little embarrassed, and looked at her shyly, "I just want to send you flowers."

"I love getting flowers—from you, to be precise." She leaned back, "It looks a little prettier than the ones I usually order. Some special kind of white roses?" ?”

"I don't know, it is the recommended choice of that store, and of course it is also the most expensive choice. At least it is worth the money. Among so many kinds of white roses, I caught it at a glance. It seems to be cultivated by the Austin Rose Company, I laughed, "I'll look at the bill later and tell you your name. I ordered it for a month, and it will be delivered every three days. It won't run into your flower order, will it?"

She shook her head: "I can cancel."

I responded without saying a word.

"You don't look very interested." Miss Pender looked over.

"Oh, there is some anxiety." I rubbed my temples, "There are too many things to worry about at work... Are you sure you really like this necklace? I also thought about whether to give something else , something more special and more worthy of you—”

"Why are you so unconfident?" She hooked my finger, still half leaning on the sofa, "That is my favorite gift I received this year. Besides, it is undoubtedly worthy of me."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Because you are worthy of me." Miss Pan De said.

I watched her for a moment.Just looking at her like that, she makes me so addicted, as if my mind is all tied up in one place, as if I just feel endlessly aimless and eternal about her.

Before I knew it, I looked at it for a while longer and said, "I really want to kiss you."

She looked at me provocatively: "Come on."

I lowered my head and smiled: "We should talk more. I want to know you more and let you know me more, but after one kiss, I might want the second, third... I might just want Exploring you, possessing you - watching you get out of hand."

Miss Pan De's lips were slightly parted, her eyes lingered on me: "No dirty words are allowed."

"It's not dirty." I paused, thinking badly, "Do you want to try listening to my dirty words later?"

"Yao!" She gestured to throw the shawl over.

"I ordered this necklace after that day, the day we became so close for the first time." I took her hand, "You are wearing my dress, your neck is exposed, and your collarbone..."

She hooked her fingers at me.

Miss Pender's lips are so soft.

Everything seemed to melt, I tasted the deliciousness that belonged to her, I just wanted to live here for a long time, and in the end I lost control of myself at all.My sanity is falling apart, I can no longer preserve my dignity, I can no longer measure the overall situation, make decisions, and of course there is no way to talk about it.

It seemed that only her force field remained in the universe.

I separated from her with difficulty, but how could she be lenient, how could she pay attention to my painstaking efforts?Miss Pan De just pampered me, and if she pampered me again, it seemed like she was going to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

I took a deep breath: "I have something to tell you."

She hooked my neck, and her tone was extremely perfunctory: "You said?"

"It's really something." I simply closed my eyes and didn't look at her.

Miss Pender smiled lightly: "I'm listening."

I opened a crack.

She pecked on my lips and sat up: "Speak."

I cleared my throat and sat up, but fell silent again.Miss Pan De was not in a hurry to urge me, but just looked at me gently, like the living room at home where the lights are still on after evening study, as if I was always expected, so I was able to travel lightly.

I said: "Earlier today...Xiuwen may have noticed it."

There was a slight change in her expression, but it was not surprising.Miss Pender just asked, "Did you say anything afterwards?"

I shook my head: "I just have this feeling. You don't know him... He is very sharp, very sharp. Xiuwen in the crowd is not the type who aspires to be the protagonist, but when it comes to observing and collecting clues, it is within the scope of my knowledge , No one can compare to him. I think you should let you know my guess, I don't want you to be passive. "

She looked at me: "It doesn't sound like you're going to do anything about it?"

"I don't think he's going to talk about it." I bit my lip, "but you must have your concerns—I'm not going to talk to him about it."

Miss Pender nodded slightly: "It sounds like you trust him a lot."

"He's basically my best friend in Singapore."

She obviously didn't expect it, she stared at me for a while, and suddenly said: "From what I can see in the company, well, I have to say I'm a little surprised..."

Of course, I thought to myself.Otherwise, our drama in the company will be in vain.

Miss Pender asked: "Doesn't he know you like women?"

"Very few people know about my sexuality. The only friends I had in college, the girls I dated, and of course my parents." I looked down and twiddled my fingers, "I don't talk much about myself. "

Her focus was not in the same direction as mine: "Girls?"

Miss Pender's accent is on the plural.

I couldn't help laughing: "Recently, some people are really easy to get jealous."

"I'm not jealous." She glanced at me. "So, when did the girl who received the dress from you as a gift?"

what?

I frowned: "What girl?"

"Well, one day you talked in your sleep..."

I interrupted her: "I don't talk in my dreams."

Miss Pan put a finger on her chin: "At least you said it once. When I first went to your house, I called you first that day, and you were half asleep and half awake. Obviously, you initially regarded me as someone else. people."

After she reminded me, I remembered, but I had no impression of the content of the call.All I could do was bite the bullet and say, "Well, it was very early, and I was still in Boston. I've been single since I got to Singapore, and then got promoted—let's say, I started semi-mandatory single."

"I knew it." Miss Pender clenched her fists and whispered to herself.Then she said as if nothing had happened, "So when will you give me the 'very beautiful dress'?"

My train of thought is disjointed again: "What dress?"

"A very beautiful dress, you said that on the phone that day." Miss Pender poked my shoulder, "You said you bought me a very beautiful dress."

"But that's not—" Seeing her expression, I immediately changed my words, "Okay. I will make sure that you can receive a beautiful enough dress as soon as possible."

Miss Pender looked at me and smiled with satisfaction.

I said, "Your memory is really good—really good."

"Yeah. I'm pretty proud of it." She frowned.

I sighed: "In short, I'm thinking that we should try to avoid meeting outside for a while, and try to complete work or personal life at home. I will deal with it as soon as possible, but it may take For a certain period of time, the current situation in our department is very difficult... May I implore you to be wronged for a while?"

Miss Pan De nodded slowly: "I don't care. But I thought you didn't plan to talk to Xiuwen?"

I was silent for a while: "I will find a suitable solution. I know that there are some public opinion risks behind this, and it is natural for you to be worried..."

"I'm not worried."

I look up.

She rubbed the hair on my forehead: "No matter what, I believe in you."

"My hair is messed up! I blow-dried it for a long time!" I tickled her.

Miss Pender hid and hid, still didn't stop, smiling happily.