The other two secretaries exchanged eyes and did not speak.
"I see, I'll wait for it," wenjo said with a smile
About twenty minutes later, wenjo got up. Teresa immediately followed her. Wenjo said with a smile, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"Miss Wen, you don't know where the restroom is. I'll show you."
Wenjo thought it was surveillance, but Teresa took her to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.
After entering the compartment, Wenqiao stepped on the toilet lid and held the compartment on the ceiling. She had a good sense of direction. Even in the intricate ventilation ducts, she could still find the top of he xihuai's office in three minutes.
With a click, a thunderbolt fell from the outside, which startled Wenqiao. She gently moved away a ceiling and looked around he xihuai's large office. She didn't see his figure for a moment.
So Teresa didn't lie? He xihuai is not in the office?
There was another thunder, and wenjo was about to return to the original road, when he saw a man curled up in the corner of the French window curtain. In the dim light, the man seemed to be shaking gently.
Wenqiao suddenly remembered that night's celebration banquet. This scene, just like the picture at that time, completely opened the ceiling, jumped up and jumped down.
The man behind the curtain was startled and looked at her in horror.
Wenqiao approached, it was he xihuai. This time, he didn't cry, but the panic on his face didn't look like a performance.
Wenqiao half squatted down, he xihuai seized her hand: "it's you, sister."
He clung to her hand as if he had grasped the straw.
Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "he xihuai, do you want to dream of performing arts? What are you doing? "
The lightning and thunder outside almost tore the sky apart. He xihuai's body was shaking violently.
Sweat rolled down from my forehead.
It doesn't seem to be pretending. After all, his secretary is very strict and doesn't want her to see this scene.
Wenjo looked at his watch. He had been here for five minutes. If he didn't go out, Theresa would probably break in. She would take her hand away: "I have to go."
He xihuai is holding her hand: "sister, don't go."
Wenjo: are you addicted to Cosplay? I have to go. "
"I'm obedient, sister. Don't go."
Wenjo pushed him away. She sprang onto his desk. With a hard jump, she went back to the vent from the original opening. As soon as she got back to the bathroom, a knock on the door rang out. Teresa's voice was a little anxious: "Miss Wen, are you ok?"
Wenqiao said impatiently, "you have to hurry to go to the toilet. Is Miss Teresa so thoughtful?"
Teresa touched her nose. "I'm sorry."
Wenjo went out of the bathroom and went back to her office with Teresa.
At the door, she looked back at he xihuai's office door: "he probably won't come back today."
Teresa: I think so
Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "forget it. I'll come back when I'm free."
Wenqiao went downstairs, holding an umbrella, and went to the yard. Looking back, he xihuai's office was dark, and another thunder sounded. Wenqiao thought of his face, which was obviously different from that of ordinary days. It was really like a helpless child.
Wenqiao shook his head and left Huaihe.
She asked number three to drive her to Jing'an road.