gentle fall

Wen Huaiyu gritted his teeth, looking at Ji Yirou in his sleep, he wanted to strangle her to death.

She took a few deep breaths, endured and endured, in order not to be tempted on the edge of crime, she picked up a piece of clothing at random, her legs were trembling, and while stabbing Ji Yirou into a sieve in her heart, she walked tenaciously to the bathroom .

In the final analysis, at this moment, she was lucky in her heart. After all, when she was drunk, people's memory would be confused. That's perfectly normal.But in the bathroom... After staying for half an hour, when she came out, she was in a bad mood.

The little sheep who pretends to be harmless to humans and animals on weekdays turns out to be a black-hearted wolf cub. He fought so fiercely last night and ate her up. Fortunately, she said earlier that she would bully her severely. The so-called crime was confirmed.

Shame, it's too embarrassing, it's almost ashamed to go to grandma's house!

She really is a big loser!

Thinking of this, Wen Huaiyu's face became even more ugly. The dignified Miss Wen originally planned to raise a little canary, but she accidentally raised a black-hearted little thing, and was pecked by her own bird Eye.

She couldn't help rubbing her waist, and just as soon as she exerted force on her wrist, she hissed in pain. She didn't know what kind of chicken blood Ji Yirou had beaten up last night, and she was excited all night...

She casually found a set of clothes to change into. She didn't want to stay here anymore. The messy clothes on the ground and the ambiguous smell in the air all reminded her of the painful experience last night.

She found a check from her bag, took a pen and wrote a number casually, and then stuffed it in through the crack of the door.

Cut, even if she was sleeping, it was Miss Wen who spent money to get drunk, and this check was her reward.

It can be regarded as a lesson for myself, don't trust this kind of cold and introverted little girl in the future, this is a lesson of blood and tears.

She resolutely chose to evacuate from the scene, her emotions came quickly and intensely, and even she couldn't tell whether it was too proud or just a moment of enthusiasm.

That's fine, cut the mess with a sharp knife, after all, the little girl I raised fell asleep, and it would be too embarrassing to say it.She, Miss Wen, doesn't want to lose face.

After leaving the gate of the villa, being blown by the morning breeze, the whole body felt refreshed, except that the whole body, especially a certain place, still hurts badly, everything is fine.

It was very early when I arrived at the company, and there were only two or three employees in the elevator. When I saw her, I couldn't help but lower my head, with a weird look on my face, like fear or... I couldn't help gossiping.

Sensing these gazes, Wen Huaiyu felt a little guilty and thought, what are you looking at?Can it be seen that... she became a weakling who was oppressed last night?

No, impossible!

She couldn't help frowning, her cold and sharp eyes swept over, and several people immediately retracted their eyes and lowered their heads.

Early in the morning, unpleasant things can happen in the elevator room. Her brows are furrowed. She will talk to the person in charge of the project department later to see if there is too little work and too much time recently. If she is too free, Immediately report on the newly arranged projects last week.

While she was thinking about something, she walked to the office. The secretary Xiao Fang also came early, and when she saw her, she immediately stood up, but from her cold expression, Mr. Wen was obviously in a bad mood, so he just timidly After saying hello to Boss Wen, she was ready to sit down when she heard the faint hum.

what……

that……

When she was just about to sit down, she glanced intentionally or unintentionally, and she was stunned, her eyes widened, and she held back when she wanted to speak.

Through the reflection of the glass door, Wen Huaiyu saw her sudden expression, turned around, and said with a cold expression, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Fang: "...that, that..."

She was so anxious that she was about to cry, my God, what kind of hell-level difficulty is this, it's too early in the morning, if she is asked to say such things to Mr. Wen, is it because God thinks she has lived too long?

Wen Huaiyu was a little impatient: "Say."

Xiao Fang took a deep breath, turned his heart, and pointed to her neck. Before he could speak, his ears were completely red: "Are you here...are...are you bitten by bugs?"

After saying this, she was about to shed tears for her ingenuity, yes, she is really a genius.

Wen Huaiyu frowned: "Bugs?"

Xiao Fang nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

Wen Huaiyu was a little puzzled, she didn't go to other places, and there weren't many bugs this season, why did she get bitten by bugs... Could it be...! ! !

Her complexion changed suddenly, and she stopped talking to Xiao Fang, turned around in a hurry, entered the office, and then closed the door with a bang, and even locked the door on purpose, then took out the mirror in her bag, and took a look.

!!!

Why the fuck!

Ji Yirou, a black-hearted wolf cub, dared to plant so many strawberries around her neck!

She still didn't check anything, the button of her shirt was only tied to the penultimate button, she just walked all the way, and even disgusted the staff of the project department in the elevator...

Shame on the United Nations!

Wen Huaiyu wanted to drop the mirror angrily, but out of self-cultivation, he held back, buttoned the last button of his shirt, looked at the mirror again and again, still not satisfied, rang the bell, Let Xiao Fang in.

Xiao Fang has just experienced huge mood ups and downs, and now he has calmed down a little bit. Looking at Mr. Wen's changeable face like a canvas, he couldn't help but think in his heart, there was a colleague betting before, guessing whether Wen always attacked or suffered ... Now it seems, um, it's a no-brainer.

Wen Huaiyu saw that she was distracted, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Buy me a silk scarf."

Xiao Fang suddenly came back to his senses, trembling with guilt: "Yes, yes, I will go right away, just wait a moment."

The little girl couldn't hide things in her heart, Wen Huaiyu saw through her expression, and she really couldn't get angry: "Go."

Xiao Fang respectfully said hello, and reminded her before going out to close the door: "Mr. Wen, there is a meeting on the sixth floor later."

Wen Huaiyu hummed lightly, turned on the computer, and began to reply to last night's email.

When it was time for the meeting, Mr. Wen, who has always had a strong sense of time, came late this time. After everyone waited for a few minutes, she drove to the meeting room to be seated.

Mr. Wen always seems a little weird today.

The female colleagues exchanged glances silently, always feeling that Mr. Wen's clothing style and makeup today are a little weird.

Hmm... Mr. Wen usually walks in the style of a familiar Yujie, intellectual and generous, beautiful and valiant, and when it is like today, the shirt button must be buttoned to the top. Strict and neat, it seems too deliberate, but it is also paired with a dark blue silk scarf... It seems a bit too uncoordinated.

Today is still a report meeting on the progress of the bidding. The reporter was worried and his palms were sweating nervously. A few days ago, the colleagues in the group were trembling when they were questioned by President Wen, and the scene of being scolded bloody was still vivid. Yesterday The late team was bigger than a dice, and they chose her to go to the execution ground. Forget it, she will die... Hey, Mr. Wen, she doesn't seem to be listening?

Mr. Wen, who has always pursued perfectionism and is critical and critical, always sits upright with straight shoulders and back. Today he seems a little out of shape, his eyes are a little blank, and he seems to want to reach out and rub his waist from time to time...but he holds back up.

This... what's the situation...

Until the end of the meeting, Wen Huaiyu didn't comment much, but seemed a little displeased: "Send the detailed plan later."

The reporter felt that he was blessed by heaven. All the members of the project team were dumbfounded, exchanged glances with each other, and made an appointment to have a good time after work. Finally, the meeting room was cleared of people. Wen Huaiyu took a light breath, rubbed his waist, He cursed in a low voice.

Xiao Fang was sorting out the materials, turned off the projector, and raised his head when he heard the voice: "Mr. Wen, what did you just say?"

Wen Huaiyu rubbed his hands on his waist for a while, and then put them down as if nothing had happened: "Oh, I said, the weather doesn't seem very good today."

Xiao Fang let out a soft ah, and looked out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room. It was clear that the sky was clear and the wind was warm, and the weather was rare. It's like beating your legs...

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