Chapter 34

Before Zhao Dali's hand touched the door panel, "click", a gap appeared between the white door frame and the door panel, revealing the dim light inside.

Su Nianhua stood behind the door in simple Beige pajamas, holding the door handle with one hand and frowning at him.

"What can I do?"

Lonely nights are always long and boundless. The wind blows through the window and makes a bleak sound, as if singing away from others. Some people are drunk, some are sober, and some people seem to be sober, but they are drunk in the streets.

The next morning, ye Huanyan woke up faintly. When she woke up, Ji Xiaoyue had just bought breakfast. If she hadn't sat by the bed all night and felt very uncomfortable, she wouldn't be able to get up in the morning. She also went to buy breakfast for the patient. As soon as she put down breakfast, she saw a 'female ghost' with disheveled hair coming out of the bedroom.

"Oh, this appearance is enough. Go directly to the haunted house to apply for a job and give it back to people to save clothes."

Ji Xiaoyue has always been straightforward, tossing and turning all night and didn't sleep well. It's normal to be a little angry at this moment.

Leaning against a dressing mirror in the corner of the living room, ye Huanyan's appearance of being neither human nor expensive now is just like Zhenzi crawling out of the TV. The difference is that she came out of the bedroom.

"Last night... I"

"Last night, you called your brother Linghan's name all night. I'm bored to death by you."

Hearing the words Ling Han, ye Huanyan's heart sank and her face turned white, as if the scene of yesterday afternoon had appeared again. Her fingers trembled and she couldn't help but clench them into fists, which suppressed the sadness in her heart.

Seeing her face decadent, Ji Xiaoyue couldn't bear to hit her again. She took a cup of soymilk and a tea egg from the plastic bag,

"If you feel unwell, take a day off. When I go to work, I'll ask for a leave for you. Don't mess about blindly. There are preserved eggs, lean meat porridge and tea eggs on the table. Eat some before you sleep."

Ye Huanyan frowned and looked up at the wall clock. It was 7:30. It was still time to clean up.

"Don't ask for leave. I go to work as usual."

"You burned like that yesterday. Don't try to be brave."

Ji Xiaoyue gave her a white look, and while changing her shoes in the porch, she kept on telling her,

"I'm not Ling Han. It's no use trying to be strong in front of me. I've known you for more than eight years. I know what you're going to fart when you raise your ass. I know you're worried about Ling Han and trouble you, but you can't ignore your body. All day long, you don't know how to cherish yourself. What's the good of that scum man?"

Speaking of this, she didn't seem to be relieved, and angrily scolded, "if I knew this, I would have resigned directly from the secretary post at the beginning, and wouldn't do it for how much money. It's really oppressive."

When she graduated from college, ye Huanyan had a good relationship with Ling Han, so she and Ji Xiaoyue both entered the entertainment internship. Originally, ye Huanyan was the only secretary. Ji Xiaoyue worked in the personnel department. Later, her relationship with Ling Han deteriorated. Ji Xiaoyue worked well in the personnel department. Suddenly, Ling Han mentioned her to the personnel department and replaced a female secretary who had been in the personnel department for many years.

No one knows what Ling Han is thinking. Ye Huanyan feels that she has implicated Ji Xiaoyue. After all, being a secretary doesn't look like a promising position. She doesn't care, but Ji Xiaoyue still needs to support herself. After the personnel transfer, she wants to find Ling Han, but she is stopped by Ji Xiaoyue.

The salary of the secretary position given by Ling Han is high enough. Even if Ji Xiaoyue has worked in the understanding position for ten years, she can't reach such a high salary. At that time, Ji Xiaoyue didn't know that the relationship between Ling Han and ye Huanyan was deteriorating, and when their good deeds were approaching, she followed suit.

Ye Huanyan stood in situ hesitating to wring the hem of her pajamas. Ji Xiaoyue was anxious when she saw it. "OK, OK, come here, let me have a look. When the fever subsides, I'll let you go."

Ye Huanyan is a stubborn person. If she is not allowed to go, it is difficult to ensure that as soon as her front feet leave, her back feet pack up and go out.

It's better to promise happily to avoid any trouble.

Ji Xiaoyue just came back from outside. Her hands were a little cold. She rubbed them twice before putting them on her forehead. She compared herself and sighed, "your resilience is strong. Is this your natural anti abuse constitution?"

Finally, I couldn't beat her.

As soon as ye Huanyan came to the Secretary's office and put down his bag, he went to the president's office to knock at the door of Huanyu Group.

"Come in." Ling Han's voice was very calm, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Ye Huanyan hurried into the office and closed the door behind him. Because he was anxious to explain, he didn't notice that today's office was different from usual.

In the office, Ling Han sat behind the desk, his black shirt opened two buttons from his neck, vaguely revealing his solid chest, his slender fingers tapping the notebook keyboard, and he was extremely calm about the arrival of Ye Huanyan.

But the more calm ye Huanyan was, the more confident he was.

"I last night..."

"Han, can I use your towel?"

Before he finished speaking, a charming voice interrupted, which ye Huanyan was very familiar with.

She suddenly turned her head, and saw a woman with only a bathrobe leaning at the bathroom door in the southeast corner of Ling Han's office. The white bathrobe was loosely tied around her waist, and the big chestnut waves hung on her shoulders. A delicate face was always written with the words "all kinds of manners". At this time, she was holding a beige towel with her fingers covered with bright red nail polish, looking in her direction, When I touched ye Huanyan, I suddenly froze for a moment, because this' suddenly 'seemed too sudden, making people feel a sense of discomfort of performing too hard.

"Ah... How can someone..."

She folded her chest in panic, but could not hide her shyness and pride.

She stood at the bathroom door early in the morning. She knew ye Huanyan was coming, but she was so artificial.

At the moment, ye Huanyan is not concerned about Sheng Enron's affectation. She is concerned about what happened to Ling Han with her and why Sheng Enron is wearing a bathrobe in the office.

At this moment, she found that behind Ling Han's desk, on the floor beside him, the corner of a piece of black lace underwear was showing, which was ostentatiously provoking all her self-esteem.

"Why are you here?" She asked uncontrollably.

Hearing this, Sheng Enron was slightly stunned, and his eyes turned slightly to Ling Han. His smooth legs leaked out of the bathrobe, charming and sexy, "naturally, Ling Han needs me, so I'm here."

"This is the office, Miss Sheng. Pay attention to your words and deeds."

Ye Huanyan felt as if there was a fire coming out of her chest. She tried to suppress it, but she couldn't calm it down.

"Secretary ye, pay attention to your identity."

Ling Han opened his mouth faintly, and the cold voice seemed to be the frost of the December moon, which condensed a layer of cold air to the whole room. He seemed to be afraid that the impact on ye Huanyan was not enough, and then vaguely threw a look at Sheng Enron, flirting in a general tone, "my private life, can't Secretary Ye point?"