It happened to be an opportunity, and I took the opportunity to show off.
He wanted to sleep with her all day long, and made her look like a coward.
Why.
So Wen Cun slapped his hand away hard.
"No need." She acted coldly and disdainfully.
When she got off the car from the other side, she glanced at Xiao Rongzheng's face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot. She hurriedly suppressed the corners of her lips that were about to curl up, slammed his car door hard, and left without looking back.
Xiao Rongzheng had never encountered a cold face, let alone from a woman.
Don't know good from evil.
He retracted his hand with a cold face, naturally not chasing her.
It's just a matter of bed.
However, Wen Wen's mood is very good, and this time the fragile relationship in bed may be completely broken.
Originally, he wanted to use Xiao Rongzheng to get rid of Song Sihuai, but Song Sihuai kicked Xiao Rongzheng down.
So Wen Cun rushed to the rehabilitation center, and when he met Song Sihuai in the corridor on the office floor, he wasn't so disgusted anymore.
But I can't give him a good look.
Song Sihuai stopped her: "Why do you keep turning off your phone?"
Wen Cun pretended not to hear and wanted to leave, but Song Sihuai grabbed his wrist and said urgently: "I went to the hotel to look for you, but you were not there. Where have you been? Mianmian, where have you been? Tell me."
Wen Cun struggled for a while but couldn't break free, so she had to look up at him.
This man, who had occupied almost his entire high school and college years, pursed his lips tightly at the moment, obviously suppressing his anger.
Wen Cun was actually too lazy to say another word, but wanted to get away, so he lowered his head: "Song Sihuai, do you want me to not be able to stay here any longer? Let me go, I beg you."
Song Sihuai was stunned.
In his impression, Wen Cun has never been weak and subdued, even when she...
The anger he felt after being played by her all afternoon was instantly replaced by distress. Song Sihuai pushed her into his arms and hugged her.
Anyway, struggling was useless and would have the opposite effect. Wen Wen stood still and just wanted him to get out of the way after hugging her.
All the colleagues in the office saw this scene. Zhou Shuxuan even took a photo and forwarded it to the group: While we were doing work, Miss Wen was spreading dog food, envy and jealousy! Dean You, please come out and take care of it.
Tube!
You Xiao was sitting in the dean's office, folding his legs on the desk, waiting to get off work, and immediately clicked on the photo to look at it.
He was gentle in the group and asked her to pay attention to the company's image during working hours, but then turned around and sent the photo to Xiao Rongzheng.
He was bored, so he thought for a while and called Xiao Rongzheng to entertain him: "Old Xiao, you still have your shoes? Throw them away. Have you seen the photo? He has an owner!"
Last time You Xiao was looking for lighters in Xiao Rongzheng's drawer and saw Xiao Rongzheng putting the pair of high heels in the bottom drawer.
You Xiao was so idle that there was grass growing on his head. He felt that the shoes were fishy, so he went to check the surveillance records on the day of the annual meeting. Hey, he really caught him, so he used it to tease Xiao Rongzheng from time to time.
Xiao Rongzheng said nothing.
You Xiao waited for a few more seconds: "Old Xiao?"
Xiao Rongzheng had just arrived at the office. After You Xiao reminded him, he remembered that Wen Cun still had a pair of shoes with him.
Thinking of Wen Cun slapping his hand away, Xiao Rongzheng took out the shoes with a cold face and threw them into the trash can. He didn't even look at the photo and immediately went to work.
Professor Lance came and proposed a project to him, recruiting volunteers with spinal paralysis to conduct research using data.
However, Wen Cun is his assistant, so he still cannot avoid her at work.
Moreover, he believes that he can distinguish between public and private affairs and will never bring personal emotions to his work.
So he made an internal call: "Assistant Wen, come to my office." This chapter has been completed!