Chapter 37

A burning pain in the face.

He raised his hand and wiped the back of his hand from his thin lip. A trace of blood red was dazzling.

She bit him and slapped him, which was the most violent resistance in history. However, the initiator was in a panic, looking at his palm in a panic, and staggered back.

There was no way to retreat. A large desk blocked all her retreat.

Ling Han is completely angered by her rebellious attitude. She smiles coldly, and the blood on her lips makes people feel even colder.

Ye Huanyan screamed. He pulled her over and pushed her to the desk. After a while, the office supplies and the notebook fell to the ground.

"Don't touch me, I feel dirty..." she struggled and roared, unwilling to let yilinghan touch him.

After listening to these words, Ling Han thinks about the fact that she didn't come back all night and that Su Nianhua suddenly clarified today. He thinks that maybe she had made a private appointment with her old lover last night, and her eyes are filled with blood without pity.

"Dirty? Let me see how clean you are

Whoa, whoa, there's no end.

Her cry is getting weaker and weaker

The back was rubbing against the desk. At first, it was a little painful. Later, it became sticky with sweat. It seemed that her skin and flesh were not her own. The numbness gradually spread all over her body, including her eyes looking at Ling Han.

After that, Ling Han sat on a sofa to wipe it. Without support, she slipped off her desk and sat on the ground with her legs sore and limp. Her hair was dishevelled and her clothes were messy, just like the scene of escape.

"Take a shower and I'll get someone to bring your clothes in."

And that's all that's left.

She sat for a long time, until Ling Han impatiently urged her, "what are you doing sitting here, waiting for someone to come in and see you? You are right and married into the Ling family, aren't you?"

She bit her lips, held the corner of the table, and little by little accumulated her strength, but she did not dare to speak, for fear that she would cry as soon as she opened her mouth. She staggered into the bathroom, closed the door, soaked herself in the bathtub, and finally burst out crying.

There was a faint cry in the bathroom. There was a flash of guilt between Ling Han's eyebrows. He stared at the frosted door of the bathroom for a while, got up and picked up the car key and her pink coat on the ground.

When I picked up the car key, I saw the notebook falling to one side.

Su Nianhua's gentle and handsome face fell into his eyes, and immediately became cool.

He calmly dial the inside line, "to the mall to buy a set of women's professional suit sent."

The other end of the phone is Ji Xiaoyue's blank face, "now?"

"Well."

"How big, give to the customer or..." subconsciously asked after a word, Ji Xiaoyue suddenly face a change, "is not to Yan Yan."

Ye Huanyan has been in for a long time and hasn't come out. Now she has to buy clothes

"I'll give you half an hour, a full suit."

Finish saying this sentence, there hang up directly.

The four words of the whole suit emphasize that Ji Xiaoyue can't imagine what happened inside.

At first, she was transferred to the Secretary's office, and her salary was increased, and the work was easy. She was very happy. Later, after a long time, she gradually found that there was no other person suitable for this position except her in the company.

No matter who is changed, the relationship between ye Huanyan and Ling Han can't be concealed, and Ling Han has such an attitude, which is bound to bring a lot of trouble to ye Huanyan.

So her existence is actually a shield between ye Huanyan and Ling Han for others in the company.

At first, I didn't think it was a good shield. Now Ling Han's method is more and more excessive. Today, he can even do it in the office.

Ji Xiaoyue's face is stiff with anger. If she is not worried about ye Huanyan, she must go in now and ask him if he is human by pulling Ling Han's collar.

Twenty minutes later, she went to the mall to buy a professional suit and came back, banging on the door of the president's office.

"I bought the clothes. Where's Yan Yan?"

"Restroom."

Ling Han didn't lift his head. He sat on the sofa and looked at his notebook. His desk was in a mess. The floor was full of papers and some paper towels that people didn't know why.

At this point, it's the overlord's hard bow.

Ji Xiaoyue's face was stiff. She stamped her feet and didn't want to talk to Linghan. She went to the bathroom with her bag and knocked on the door. When she knocked on the door, her voice was very light,

"Yan Yan, are you in there? I brought the clothes to you."

It took a long time for a faint voice to come from inside, "put it at the door, thank you."

The voice is weak, not careful to listen to almost can not hear clearly, Ji Xiaoyue strong pressure anger, opened a corner of the sliding door, the bag into.

Inside gradually came the sound of Xie Xie Suo wearing clothes. Ji Xiaoyue stood at the door, waiting at a loss. She can't believe what ye Huanyan will look like when she is forced to do that here.

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