An Xia jumped up in anger, "You are crazy. You don't want your mind to be filled with pornographic things. This is an office."
Seeing her running away, Yan Shaodi felt filled with joy for some reason. Even though she was angry, he still felt happy.
An Xia walked out in embarrassment, her face was red and delicate, as if it could drip water. Sister Ji asked, "An Xia, why are you walking in such a hurry? Is there a wolf in there?" in a joking tone.
An Xia choked, yes, there is a big pervert inside, but he couldn't answer Sister Ji like this, so he had to say, "Good morning, Sister Ji, I'm going to copy the information."
As he spoke, he avoided Sister Ji's probing gaze.
BREE has neatly placed the information on the table, a thick pile, and it will take at least an hour to copy. An Xia picked it up and was about to go to the copy room.
Sister Ji stopped her and asked, "An Xia, I heard that you saw a white Bentley at work today, which caused a sensation in the whole company."
An Xia couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips. She didn't expect it to spread so quickly. She didn't know how to explain this, so she could only nod silently, "Yes, that's Mr. Yan's car."
Sister Ji gently reminded her, "That's the car Miss An gave to Mr. Yan. It was given to him when they got engaged. You indirectly offended Miss An. Have you ever thought about the consequences?"
An Xia smiled bitterly, even if she didn't, she would have offended An Yingying.
From the beginning, An Yingying regarded her as a thorn in her side.
"Sister Ji, you don't understand." Some things are simply beyond her control.
Sister Ji probed, "Between you and Mr. Yan..."
At this time, the phone rang, interrupting Sister Ji's probing.
In fact, An Xia could deny it. Emperor Yan was fair to everyone in official matters and did not particularly protect An Xia.
What's more, when I go to work, everyone is busy like a war.
Except for the angry paparazzi pictures, there are no facts to prove whether there is really an adultery between An Xia and Yan Shaodi.
An hour later, An Xia finally copied the documents. After standing for an hour, his feet were a little unsteady. He turned a corner and bumped into someone, and all the documents he held fell to the ground.
"Sorry, sorry..."
While apologizing, he knelt down to pick up information.
She was wailing in her heart, "Oh my gosh, there are twenty pieces of information in total, each of which is over a hundred pages long. They have to be sorted out in order. How long will it take for her to sort them out in such a mess?"
As she was picking it up, a sharp high heel accidentally stepped on the back of her hand. The speed was so fast that she had no time to dodge. The sharp pain made her take a breath. When she looked up, she saw that it was An.
Yingying.
I saw a touching smile on her face, but her eyes were extremely cold, and her voice was soft and elegant, "I'm sorry, I accidentally stepped on it. Does your hand hurt?"
He said he was sorry, but he didn't mean to move his feet. On the contrary, he made it worse.
An Xia felt that the bones on the back of her hand were almost breaking, and the pain penetrated her heart and lungs. She took another breath, and then reluctantly said, "Then could I trouble Miss An to move your feet?"
"You haven't answered my question yet. Does it hurt or not?" An Yingying smiled slightly, but her eyes were a little colder. At this time, there was no one outside. Everyone was busy with their own things and didn't care at all.
I know this is happening.
An Xia frowned slightly, "If I say it hurts, will you let me go?"