Su Mumu was speechless. If you didn't say that you were there by the way, I would still think that you were by the way. If you said that, I would feel that I owe you a huge favor.

Everyone saw this and scrambled to grab it, all wanting to wash her lunch box "by the way".

Several hands grabbed the lunch box one after another. The person who touched it first raised his hand to prevent others from grabbing it. Others rushed up one after another, and the fight from low altitude turned into a snatch from high place.

Suddenly, someone's hand slipped, and the lunch box he grabbed flew out in a parabola, hitting Hedy who was furious as he was stepping out of the office door.

The noisy office area suddenly became extremely quiet, and Abby sneaked back to her front desk calmly and dejectedly.[

Those who were still fighting for lunch boxes just now retreated to their respective posts.

It was just that Su Mumu stood there in a daze, with the corners of her mouth twitching, but these people were moving so fast.

She was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers. She had never seen the roar of this editorial master, so she followed her usual habit of walking towards the person who was hit, apologized, picked up the lunch box and ran away.

Hedy looked at the lunch box that hit his shoulder. His facial muscles twitched, and his originally cold and hard lines became even tighter. He bent over to pick up the lunch box on the ground, looking at it with deep-set Western eyes.

He frowned at the only woman left in the corridor of the office area:

"Is this lunch box yours?"

Su Mumu nodded and reached out to take it: "Thank you!"

I turned around to leave, but suddenly thought of something, and turned around again: "Also, that lunch box was not thrown by me, but I'm still sorry!"

After saying that, she turned around and left without looking at Hedy's face. After all, he was not her direct boss. What's more, she didn't throw the lunch box. Even if it was, it wasn't intentional. There are accidents everywhere in this world. You can't follow everyone.

An accident is too serious, right?

Su Mumu thought simply, but why did everyone shrink under the table?

Moreover, the air pressure behind her dropped significantly, and the cold wind blew like a passing blow, causing the hairs behind her ears to stand on end. Su Mumu turned her head in confusion.

When everyone saw Hedy, who had been stern with him just now, his expression instantly softened, and he even smiled a smile that was uglier than crying:

"It's okay. Do you mind if I help you wash your lunch box?"

Everyone's jaws dropped an inch in horror. Su Mumu stared in shock, blinked in confusion, and looked at her lunch box: Is this lunch box so expensive? Why are the people here in Mao rushing to wash it more enthusiastically than the other?

In a daze, the bad-tempered and serious Hedy smiled and took the lunch box from her hand, then strode towards the bathroom with long legs.

Everyone's eyes followed him all the way. In the executive editor's office, Editor Mi realized, if not, how could Hedy wash Su Mumu's lunch box?

No, how could Hedy let Hedy wash something as personal as Su Mumu's lunch box? It was not his turn to do such a thing.

After all, I have known Su Mumu for four years, which is longer than the time between him and her. He can't let Hedy take over this matter.

Then everyone saw a white figure rushing to the editor's side who was approaching the bathroom at lightning speed. With a wave of his hand, the lunch box was moved.

Mi Bian stood still and smiled at the cold-faced Hedy, speaking slowly: "I'll wash Mumu's lunch box." [
Chapter completed!