Yeshi
When Han Muzi came to the front desk and said that she was from the design company, the front desk looked at her with changed eyes, and then couldn't help but say, "why don't you know how to give up? There was one just now, but we ignored others at night. Are you still coming?"
Originally, the front desk heard that it was a cooperative company and thought it was true, so it notified yetingchen.
As a result, after yeshao came down, he obviously treated the girl coldly. Although he couldn't hear what they said, he could see from yeshao's face that he was impatient.
So at the moment, when the front desk heard that Han Muzi was from the design company, the eyes of the front desk obviously disdained.
Han Muzi was not angry, but smiled faintly: "you always let me come over at night. Now there is no figure?"
Front desk: "really? You say I have to believe it?"
Han Muzi looked at her firm appearance and had to say, "why don't you call now?"
"What are you asking? Let's go."
The front desk rushed her impolitely.
In desperation, Han Muzi had to take the initiative to call yetingchen.
As long as she is a customer in the company, she will save her mobile phone number, including yetingchen, in order to be prepared.
I didn't expect it to come in handy now.
Han Muzi called yetingchen. Before long, the other end answered.
She didn't beat around the Bush and said in a low voice: "Mr. Ye, I'm Shelly, the designer of Zichuan company. I'm downstairs now, but your company has access control. Please come and take me."
Hearing her cold tone, the front desk thought she had heard wrong. Was she... So strong?
Who dares to talk to yeshao like that? Is she crazy?
After Han Muzi hung up the phone, the front desk trembled and said, "are you crazy? You told us to come down at night and take you? Are you daydreaming?"
Han Muzi didn't answer her, just glanced at her faintly.
Are you crazy?
She is really crazy to sign a contract with yetingchen.
How else would she be here now?
Han Muzi raised her hand and looked at the time on the watch. She would wait here for five minutes. If yetingchen didn't come down, she would leave by herself.
At that time, it should not be a breach of contract.
After all, she followed his wishes, but he was the one who didn't see her.
Han Muzi stood where he was, waiting idly.
Originally she thought she was going to be stood up, but she didn't expect that in less than two minutes, yetingchen actually appeared in her sight.
"My God!" the front desk couldn't help exclaiming and put his hand over his mouth.
The front desk suddenly felt that Han Muzi might not be crazy, but she was crazy.
Mingming's tone is not good when he calls. Why did he come down in person?
"Come with me."
Night Tingchen took two steps forward and directly clasped her wrist and walked inside.
This action was done in front of everyone in the hall. The front desk was shocked and widened their eyes, thinking they were wrong.
Han Muzi didn't expect him to be so fast, so she didn't come back when he came to clasp her wrist. Han Muzi didn't react until he pulled him to the elevator and said coldly, "let go!"
As her voice sounded, Han Muzi was pulled into the elevator by yetingchen.
Sting——
The elevator door closed and there were only two people left in the small space.
Han Muzi took back her hand, married a few steps back, put her back on the cold elevator wall, and looked at him coldly.
When she took her hand back, yetingchen only felt a sudden emptiness in her heart, and the soft temperature in her hand disappeared.
Han Muzi tidied up her sleeves and avoided yetingchen's eyes.
But although she kept lowering her head, she could feel the look falling on her face.
This annoying bastard!
Sting——
I don't know how long it was quiet. The elevator door finally opened. Han Muzi raised her head and looked outside, and then followed yetingchen out.
The moment I got out of the elevator, it was like another world.
Here... Is the place she has visited countless times before. Although she has only worked in this place for a few months, it seems like a lifetime to her.
Because the days here left indelible memories in her heart.
In the past, she thought she had forgotten, but when she set foot here, the sense of familiarity suddenly reminded her that she had never forgotten this place and the man in front of her for a moment.
Thinking, Han Muzi stopped and looked at the picture in front of him.
"Why? I miss your past?" a low male voice suddenly came from my ears, which surprised Han Muzi to suddenly return to her mind.
At the moment of her trance, yetingchen was very close to her, and the warm breath was spitting on her face.
Han Muzi's face changed and suddenly backed back.
Probably because she retreated in a hurry, she sprained her foot. Han Muzi only felt that her body suddenly fell back. Her hand grabbed reflexively, and then caught ye Tingchen's tie.
They were stunned at the same time. The next second, Han Muzi loosened her hand holding his tie and let her body fall back.
She would rather fall and hurt than cling to him!
But the pain in waiting didn't come back. Instead, a pair of hands leaned towards her, bound her waist and pulled her back.
Bang!
Han Muzi bumped into yetingchen's arms. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to block it, but heard yetingchen's cold words: "just hate me? Would rather fall than rely on me?"
Before she answered, yetingchen squeezed her chin again and forced her to raise her head, "answer me."
Han Muzi looked at him for a moment, breathed steadily and said, "Mr. Ye misunderstood? I let go because I didn't want to implicate you. After all, you are my customer. If you have any good or bad, my business will lose a lot."
Ye Tingchen: "
"But thank you, Mr. Ye. You can let me go now."
Hearing this, yetingchen's eyes showed a dangerous color. He stared at her indifferently.
"What if I don't let go?"
Han Muzi didn't expect him to be so shameless, but he came to humiliate her. What's such a shameless trip? She could only smile and whispered, "Mr. night, there is no way to talk about work. You'd better let go."
Her words and disapproving smile made yetingchen's dissatisfaction increase again. Her big hand also made a slight effort to pull her closer to herself, and their bodies were almost close together.
"Who said there was no way to talk about work?"
The distance is very close. Yetingchen's thin lips are almost on her face.
"We can talk like this." the male voice is low and dull, like a slowly pulling cello.