Song Qinghuan doesn't want Song Ci to know that she is married. After thinking about it, he said softly, "he's my boss."
She felt that there was nothing wrong with saying that. He was not only her husband in name, but also her boss.
Hiding one by one, she felt that this was not only what she wanted, but also what she wanted to keep out the cold.
When the cold glanced at her, did not speak, raised his feet, turned and left. Action, clean and neat.
But it was a little strange, but I didn't understand.
Song Ci heard that he was the boss of song Qinghuan. He intended to say hello politely, and hoped that he would not blame song Qinghuan.
But unexpectedly, when the cold left him a lonely and arrogant background.
At this moment, Song Ci was a little worried: "elder sister, is it very serious? Will it cost you your job? "
Wu Yanxiang nervously frowned and looked at the worried Song Ci, but she didn't think much about it. She ran to shiyuhan and blocked the way of shiyuhan. Her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, curved like crescent moon, and her voice was delicate. She helped song Qinghuan to say good things: "Hello, don't be angry, my sister is a very serious person, please don't blame him." Qinghuan was in a mess in the wind and ran to him quickly, "little sister, thank you for your kindness. You go back to school with Song Ci. You don't have to worry about my affairs."
Words, pull when the cold will go.
Shi Yuhan didn't refuse. He just looked at Song Qinghuan with complicated eyes and followed her to the parking place.
All the way back, Yuhan kept pursing his lips, and the atmosphere was a little cold, which made song Qinghuan feel very uncomfortable. He turned his eyes several times and looked at his expression quietly, but he didn't dare to speak.
She felt that she had asked for leave, but nothing happened, so she was angry.
When the car entered the villa area, she finally couldn't help saying, "well, I don't know what's going on. Don't chill me all the time. I'll work overtime tomorrow. I'll make up for the work that I left behind today."
When the cold still did not pay attention to her, visual front, concentrate on driving.
After parking in the courtyard, he didn't look at Song Qinghuan and turned back to the place where he lived.
Song Qinghuan looks at his back and goes back to his house.
When dining in the evening, shiyuhan also has such an indifferent expression, a look that he doesn't care about her at all.
Everything goes back to the beginning. Song Qinghuan lives in on the first day, and they get along with each other.
"What attitude..." Looking at his back as he left again, song Qinghuan was angry and muttered a few words in a low voice, which was regarded as venting his anger.
She admits that she can't provoke this cold man. He can do whatever he wants, but she can only swallow her anger. I don't know if she owes him in her last life.