Zhang Wen raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth and sneered: "forget it, I don't think it's necessary! You have to know that the management and regulations of Boyu have always been extremely strict. Even if you come back from a business trip, you have to punch in and sign. You suddenly disappear, and it's too late to ask for leave again! "

Ye Fei is silent. Yes, Boyu's position in the magazine industry is very light, so she is extremely demanding. She knows this, but she still doesn't want to work hard, so she can't afford to work hard.

"I advise you to come and pack up and leave tomorrow. After all, after all, it's still important to do something at home, but you can't delay your housework just because of your work." Zhang Wen began to gloat.

Ye Fei droops her eyes, no longer expect her, simply hang up the phone directly.

If she is in better condition tomorrow, I will go to the office to find the editor in chief or the department head to explain. I just look at her injuries and the redness and swelling on her face. I'm afraid it will take at least two or three days to alleviate.

Because the room is not big, the sound of cooking in the kitchen is very clear, even if the door is closed, she can hear the shovel turning in the pot.

If it really can't, you can only ask song Yichen.

Thinking about this, Song Chen only thinks that she is not worried about what she wants to do.

After Song Yichen has finished the meal, ye Fei simply takes a bite, and then sees him go to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Her eyes fall on the busy figure in the kitchen, and her eyes are somewhat complicated.

She thinks that the relationship with this man is not good, but if you calculate it carefully, since he came to Rongcheng, he has helped himself many times.

But the same, he is indeed almost stronger than himself.

At the thought of this, ye Fei was more alert to him, but looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, she felt some warmth inexplicably.

Su Mohan is cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the narrow kitchen. The small space makes him turn around carefully and walk two steps away. You can see his appearance, but still feel satisfied.

If you are familiar with people will be very surprised, sumohan, even in this kind of messy small kitchen roll sleeve washing dishes!

However, Su Mohan obviously has no time to consider this problem. He is planning to put a lot less salt and add more sugar today. She should not be able to eat her own craft.

The room has been very quiet, ye Fei is looking at his figure on the sofa, but can't help but be in a trance.

Nearly two months later, this man seems to be a lot of white, not like the skin color when he first met.

Today, he didn't wear glasses. From her point of view, he felt that the people standing in front of him looked like Su Mohan

Ye Fei can't help but float up an idea, can he be su Mo Han?

Ye Fei shakes her head and feels that her idea is really ridiculous!

Isn't Su Mohan promoting business cooperation in the news

Ye Fei's eyes fell on the figure in the TV, shook her head, and drove song Yichen, the haunted man, out of her mind. She didn't understand what was wrong with her.

Carefully support the wall back to the bedroom, close the door, lean on the head of the bed, looking out of the window speechless.

But no matter how calm she is, song Yichen's shadow can always appear in her mind. She can't help but become more irritable.