Secretary Ye spoke ill of me again

Qin Yi stared at the alcoholic peanut in Ye Qiutong's hand, thinking that he was really too busy to spend most of the night with his little secretary and got drunk.

He wanted to think about it, but still sat in the chair, pushed Ye Qiutong's hand away with his fingertips, and said, "I said I don't want it."

Ye Qiutong poured a few peanuts into his mouth and said, "That's right, you have a cleanliness."

The air was filled with the aroma of hops, and the deep night became warmer.

Qin Yi stretched out his hand to open his collar, adjusted his sitting posture to make himself more comfortable, and allowed himself to show a lazy and leisurely state.

The light pollution in the city at night is serious, and the eyes have adapted to the darkness, and they can see clearly without turning on the lights. This kind of dim state is actually relaxing.

The little secretary next to him was chewing peanuts, which sounded like a squirrel chewing nuts, which made Qin Yi relax. He said, "You're not crying because of work, why should I let you go."

Ye Qiutong knew that Qin Yi held grudges the most, so he said while eating, "I just said I didn't cry."

He put down the peanut, sniffed, and said, "Actually, I'm not that sad after breaking up. Who would be sad for a scumbag?"

"I just feel that my time and energy have been fed to the dog, which is a bit uncomfortable."

Ye Qiutong's voice was nasal, and it became softer in the quiet environment.

"I am pursued by many people. If I had known that he was such a person, I would not have wasted my time."

Listening to Ye Qiutong's rambling, Qin Yi suddenly said, "Stop pretending." He turned his head to look at Ye Qiutong, piercing his disguise, "It's not sad to break up, unless you didn't give, as long as you gave sincerely , it's normal to be sad."

Ye Qiutong raised his head and stared straight at Qin Yi.

This person is so annoying, why should he break the words and let him make excuses for himself?

"I just... just don't want to admit..."

When I agreed to Xie Feizhe back then, I must have had a good impression in my heart, with good wishes, hoping to keep going, who knew that it would end like this in less than four months.

As Qin Yi said, he was sincere from the beginning to the end.

Eyes couldn't help but fog up again, Ye Qiutong lowered his head to cover it up, and wiped his face.

Shame.

He couldn't help touching the wine bottle next to him, put it directly to his mouth, and took a sip.

Only then did Qin Yi realize that it was a bottle of grain liquor, and it was drunk to the bottom. He didn't expect that there were high-grade liquor hidden in a pile of beer cans. Drinking beer with white, no wonder he got drunk.

Qin Yi leaned out, snatched the liquor bottle from Ye Qiutong, and scolded him, "I want to die."

Ye Qiutong looked at the president aggrievedly.

Qin Yi educated him: "If you lose a relationship, you will die or live, little brat, I was not depressed when I lost money in my investment."

Ye Qiutong used his confused mind to think about the relationship between broken love and investment failure, and said, "Can this be the same..."

"Losing money is more serious than losing love." Qin Yi instilled Ye Qiutong with his values.

Ye Qiutong nodded: "That's right, if I had money, I wouldn't be cheated on."

Qin Yi couldn't help knocking on his forehead: "Are you still thinking about the scum, and want him to change his mind?"

Ye Qiutong said loudly: "I don't think about it, I'm just not reconciled!" He pulled the corners of his lips and looked aggrieved, "Why, why should I meet scum."

"Others thought I had talked about it many times, but I didn't. I was very serious and careful, but I still encountered this kind of thing."

Ye Qiutong became more and more sad as he talked, and wanted to get the wine in Qin Yi's hand.

Qin Yi put the bottle of liquor out of his reach, pursed his lips, and said, "Just treat it as accumulating experience, thanks to a few times you can make money."

"Oh." Ye Qiutong vaguely felt that Qin Yi's theory was crooked, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he asked stupidly, "How many times will I lose?"

Qin Yi couldn't tell, he had never comforted anyone, and he didn't know how to stop Ye Qiutong from being sad, so he could only say: "Work hard, make money hard, and don't think about anything else."

Ye Qiutong nodded obediently.

Ye Qiutong's face was flushed from alcohol, her eyes were foggy, she was sitting on the ground, and she was very obedient when she listened carefully to Qin Yi's words.

Qin Yi couldn't stand the stupid conversation between them. He reached out to pick up a can of beer from the ground, pulled the tab, brought it to his lips, and took a small sip.

Ye Qiutong was a little surprised, he didn't expect Qin Yi to take the initiative to drink.

Qin Yi was still wearing a coat, but the shirt inside had been opened, revealing his collarbone. He was holding the wine can casually with his fingers, half-opening his eyes, taking a sip from time to time, and his Adam's apple rolled with the rhythm of swallowing.

It was the first time Ye Qiutong had seen such a president, and it was a little strange.

Qin Yi squinted at him: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Qiutong smiled silly: "Mr. Qin, you are so handsome."

"Stop flattering me." Qin Yi said, "You must be scolding me in your heart."

Even if Ye Qiutong was drunk, he couldn't admit it, and said firmly: "Absolutely not, the image of you in my heart now..."

He stretched out his arms and drew a big circle: "It's so tall."

Qin Yi snorted and laughed.

Ye Qiutong continued: "Really, it's great that you are willing to accompany me today, you are such a good person."

Qin Yi: "..."

Still drunk and mad, hopeless.

Holding the wine jar in one hand, Qin Yi pulled the collar away a bit with the other, and said, "I didn't intend to accompany you."

Ye Qiutong didn't seem to hear Qin Yi's words. He touched a can of beer from the side, pulled the tab tremblingly, and said, "Drinking with two people is much happier than alone."

He was alone just now, surrounded by darkness and silence, staring at the neon lights outside the window, drinking alone sip by sip.

No one can tell the bitter taste, like a water-soaked sponge covering the mouth and nose, suffocating and sad.

But after Qin Yi came, his mood gradually improved, and the stone that was pressing on his heart was quietly removed, so he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Ye Qiutong felt like walking on clouds now, he raised the wine jar to Qin Yi: "Cheers!"

Qin Yi saw that his eyes were squinting and his body was swaying, knowing that the little secretary was about to fall down, so he put the wine in his hand over and said, "All right, cheers."

The two jars collided together, making a crisp sound.

"Hey." Ye Qiutong smiled while drinking, because there were still tears on his face, this smile looked a bit ugly.

Qin Yi stared at him and said, "Stop drinking."

Ye Qiutong drank the can of beer in one go and said, "I won't drink it anymore."

He stopped drinking, but started to feel sleepy. Ye Qiutong yawned, crossed his legs, and put his head on his knees.

"Hey, I don't care if you fall asleep here." Qin Yi threatened.

"Okay." Ye Qiutong vaguely agreed, and the next moment his head drooped.

Qin Yi: "..."

The squirrel next to him breathed softly and fell into a sound sleep instantly, not caring that there was a big president next to him.

Qin Yi threw away the empty wine jar, and just wanted to get up and leave him alone, but without checking for a while, Ye Qiutong actually turned over to him, knocking his head on his thigh.

Ye Qiutong was yelled by the alarm clock of the mobile phone.

He was startled when he heard the bell, and wanted to get up for work, but his head hurt so badly that it was about to burst.

He opened his eyes, confused for a moment, thinking about why he was like this, and then remembered that he drank alcohol last night.

Not only did he drink, but he also drank with Qin Yi.

Ye Qiutong jumped up from the bed.

His alcohol capacity is really not bad. Last night, he just mixed two kinds of wine, coupled with his bad mood, he got drunk a little bit faster.

So, he probably remembered everything about last night.

Ye Qiutong felt guilty for a while, and then he realized that he was not at home, and he felt even more embarrassed.

This is Qin Yi's lounge, which is connected to the president's office. He actually slept all night.

Ye Qiutong struggled to get off the bed.

He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, which were crumpled after a night of ravages.At this time, Qin Yi opened the door and came in. Seeing Ye Qiutong like this, he showed disgust and said, "Clean yourself up."

After finishing speaking, before Ye Qiutong could react, he slammed the door.

Qin Yi didn't use this lounge much, but Ye Qiutong, as a secretary, knew the structure of the place. After washing up, he took a t-shirt with the company logo in the closet, and then ironed the coat with a clothes dryer.

There is no way to wash it, so I can only make do with it.

After he finished packing, he opened the door and walked out, directly entering Qin Yi's office.

He walked slowly to Qin Yi's desk, lowered his head, and whispered, "Boss Qin."

Qin Yi was still in a suit and leather shoes, with a straight face as usual.

Ye Qiutong didn't know where he rested last night, and he didn't know how he changed his clothes. Anyway, Qin Yi was the same as usual, cold and expensive, and he couldn't tell that he had been drinking, and he was completely different from himself.

Qin Yi glanced at Ye Qiutong, frowned, and forced himself to endure: "It still smells like wine."

Ye Qiutong lowered her head lower and lower, wishing she could bury herself in the ground, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin."

Thinking of what he said and what he did in front of Qin Yi yesterday, he scratched the ground with his toes.

He didn't want to tell anyone about his breakup, but now Qin Yi knew it clearly. He even confessed himself in front of Qin Yi, telling Qin Yi that he hadn't had many relationships, and even slept in the president's lounge.

...Let him die.

Qin Yi stared at the top of Ye Qiutong's head and said, "Raise your head."

Ye Qiutong immediately raised his head, showing a flushed face, but he didn't dare to look directly at the president, his eyes wandered here and there.

Qin Yi asked, "Is there anything else to say?"

Ye Qiutong cleared his throat and said, "And thank you, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yi showed a look of "this is not bad", pointed to the side, and said, "Let's deal with that."

Ye Qiutong turned his head, only to see a paper bag on the ground in front of the desk.

While going to get the bag, Ye Qiutong asked, "Boss Qin, what is this and what should I do?"

The look of disgust on Qin Yi's face became more and more serious, and he said, "This is my clothes, go throw it away."

Ye Qiutong was taken aback.

Qin Yi told him coldly: "Because some drunkard's saliva got on it."

Ye Qiutong: "..."