I was trapped by the domineering president of the paranoid

Yan Jiayan shook his head, ignoring Peng Song who was chattering, and walked to the huge French windows, overlooking tall buildings.

How could he not know what Peng Song said, but feelings are something that people can't control.

His feelings for Gu Ning are not very deep, and now he only has good feelings at most, which is far less serious than what Peng Song said.

Yan Jiayan took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Although he didn't smoke often, he always had a pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

Peng Song jumped to his side again, warning him bitterly;

"Old Yan! You can't fall into the same pit twice!"

——Yan Jiayan nodded——

"I don't like him! I will never like him! I will keep a distance, not as exaggerated as you said, what's wrong with buying him a cake, what can an ordinary cake prove."

Peng Song covered his face, he understood Yan Jiayan's character, he was as stubborn as a donkey, he couldn't listen to what others said about some things, he could only let him experience it by himself.

"Don't talk about me, look at yourself now, don't let Qiao Yuliang come to the office and cry all day, okay?"

Peng Song was so choked that he couldn't speak, so he left the house with a harsh word.

"I don't care about you anymore, just do it yourself!"

Peng Song walked out of the office with angry and violent steps.

Peng Song returned to his office and saw the roses and refreshments on the table as usual. He wanted to throw them directly into the trash can as usual, but when he was about to do it, he paused.

Looking at the delicate and beautiful rose, Peng Song couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking its delicate petals.

There was a small card hanging under the roses with Qiao Yuliang's explanation written on it, but Peng Song never read it and threw it directly into the trash can.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

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Too much time has passed, and Peng Song has no intention of forgiving him...

Qiao Yuliang didn't know that he had been sentenced to death by Peng Song, and he was still drawing pictures while fantasizing happily. As long as he sent roses to Song Song every day like this, Song Song would definitely forgive him after seeing his explanation, and they would be fine. as before.

Qiao Yuliang laughed out loud as he thought about it, and the colleagues around him looked at him strangely. Is there something wrong with this turtle?

Qiao Yuliang planned to stay in China because of Peng Song. He secretly found a studio to work in China without telling the news of his parents returning to China. He believed that as long as he persevered, Peng Song would always forgive him!

Comrade Joe!The dawn of victory is ahead!come on!

Qiao Yuliang cheered himself up and devoted himself to the great cause of painting.

"Senior! Can I sit here?!"

A girl in a plaid dress looked at Gu Ning with a smile like a flower.

"Uh... please go ahead."

"Senior! Can I sit here too?!" A cute boy in a sports sweater asked.

"Okay, sit down."

"Thank you senior!" The two of them sat opposite Gu Ning without even glancing at each other.

"Senior, do you like braised pork? Would you like to try this? I eat it every day, it's delicious!"

"Senior, try this, this crucian carp is nutritious and won't get fat, eat this."

Gu Ning was extremely embarrassed when he saw that there were more dishes on his plate that did not belong to him.