Chapter 48

"Miss Sheng, don't take yourself seriously. It's hard to see if you've got a good abacus and you've got nothing in the end."

Ji Xiaoyue stares at her coldly. The remaining light from the corner of her eye glances at a black figure in the direction of the elevator. Almond's eyes change their face and smile,

"Miss Sheng, Mr. Ling is not in the office. Would you like to come to the Secretary's office for a cup of tea first?"

"What kind of tea do you want to drink? I have to go in today..." Sheng Enron turned to open the door. He was angry and didn't notice a tall figure behind him for a moment.

"Mr. Ling, look at this..."

The voice behind her suddenly made Sheng Enron's body stiff, and the action of opening the door also stopped. Unfortunately, the door handle opened a crack in her action.

"Mr. Ling, I said you were not in the office, but miss Sheng forced me in, and I couldn't help it."

Ji Xiaoyue looks aggrieved and lowers her head. In fact, she has a sly smile at the corner of her eyes, which falls into the eyes of arbor.

Sheng Enron is scared out of his wits. After he came back last time, Ling Han specially told her that when he was not in the office, she couldn't go in and out at will, but Ji Xiaoyue didn't tell her that Ling Han was not there.

"Han, I, I really don't know, I'm not..."

I don't know where to start with an explanation, incoherent and stumbling.

As soon as she looked up, she bumped into Ling Han's cold eyes, and was even more scared.

"Did you not hear what I said, or did you not take it seriously?"

His voice was not big, but there was a chill to the bone.

Sheng Enron, the gatekeeper of the president's office, is shut out. Many people are watching the scene. It's the first time that Sheng Enron has lost face in front of Ling Han. In private, she has all kinds of things to say. A few words fall into Sheng Enron's ears, which deepens her resentment towards Ji Xiaoyue.

She glared at Ji Xiaoyue angrily and raised her eyebrows. Feng's eyes swept her face,

"Secretary Ji, it's convenient to be with others and yourself. You are so ungrateful. If anything happens in the future, don't blame me for being merciless."

Ji Xiaoyue's heart just out of a bad breath, very proud, listen to her words is not the same thing, snorted, blinked, "I heard that the dog will bite, is not barking."

The implication is that Sheng Enron's threat in front of her is bluffing and calling her a dog.

On the display screen of the desktop computer of the president's office is the surveillance video of the Secretary's office and the corridor. Sheng Enron is a little embarrassed. Ji Xiaoyue's successful smile in the corner of her eyes undoubtedly indicates that the accident was purely man-made.

The tree on one side spoke out,

"Mr. Ling, Secretary Ji treats Miss Sheng like this. Do you need me to remind her to be more restrained?"

Ling Han's eyes came back from the monitor screen, and he said in a cold voice,

"No, it's good to lose Sheng Enron's spirit, so as not to make too much publicity in the company."

Arbor nodded, there was a strange look in his eyes, but he did not dare to speak for Sheng Enron.

After work in the afternoon, Ji Xiaoyue was in a good mood. She went downstairs humming a song and hopped to the square, waving home.

A taxi stopped in front of her. She looked askance and saw a man sitting in the back seat.

"Master, I don't carpool, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the rear window rolled down slowly, revealing a face in sunglasses.

Ji Xiaoyue stares at her for a few seconds, then covers her mouth and stomps in place,

"You... You... You..."

Su Nianhua waved to her in the car, which was meaningful,

"I don't know if it's my honor to invite Miss Ji to dinner."

Ji Xiaoyue jumped three feet in front of the taxi door, "yes, yes, yes, yes, too much..."

My God, the idol invited me to dinner.

Ling Han seldom goes home early. After a meal with his client, he pushes the activities behind him and goes straight away. Several clients are surprised and laugh at him. He is in a hurry to go back.

Thinking of Ye Huanyan's morbid appearance, he laughed at himself,

"The pet at home is sick. Go back and have a look."

They all looked at each other, each with an ambiguous smile, and pushed him to drink two glasses of wine.

When she got home, Lingling was cleaning the table. Seeing Linghan coming back at this time, she looked surprised.

"Have you eaten it, young master?"

Ling Han nodded, put his slender fingers into the neckline, loosened the tie around his neck, untied two buttons, pulled the chair beside the dining table, and sat down with some fatigue in his eyes.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Lingling rushed into the kitchen with a plate, only to find that there was no hot water. When the hot water came out to make tea, Linghan was gone.

On the second floor came the sound of broken footsteps. She stood in the same place for a while with a cup in her hand. Without making a sound, she took a rag and continued to clean the table.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, there is a big bed in the simple home decoration. On the bed lies a woman with delicate face, sweet and lovely, with her back to the bedroom door and staring out of the window in a daze. He was so absorbed that he didn't realize that the bedroom door was pushed open. Linghan came in. The mattress on the side of her body suddenly sank down. She was slightly stunned. She was about to turn around, but she was caught by her shoulder. This familiar smell, and his usual drunken breath at night, mixed with a cold lingering in her side, she had a cold war, stiff, subconsciously want to break free“ Don't move, any more will do you Hoarse voice, with a strong smell of alcohol, let Ye Huan Yan dare not resist, stiff back, quietly leaning on the pillow. Behind him was Ling Han's heavy breathing. His shoulder was like a wall of iron. He could not move. At first, he was not sleepy. He was always afraid of what he was going to do to himself. Later, his steady breathing came from his ear, like a lullaby. His eyelids began to feel numb and sleepy. Dream, hazy as if back to the infancy, was held in the arms of the chest, intimately kissing her forehead, and someone wrapped her in swaddling, carefully wrapped her tightly, gently patted her chest quilt, for her to disperse those bad dreams. Night deep into the water, beyond the horizon, is the endless galaxy, people's insignificance in the night under the performance of incisively and vividly, tall figure standing at the bedside, to sleep very restless someone once again covered quilt, and then go to the window, looking up at the sky. He tried to think many times, if not for that diary, he and ye Huanyan should be very happy now. Walking through the sliding door into the other two-thirds room of the master bedroom, he opened the safe and took out an old yellowing notebook inside. The mottled cover could not see the original pattern, but could barely see the original brown background, with flowers and vines printed around, which was already blurred. Turn to page one, Friday, overcast. Dong Ming had a dinner party today. I felt sick and went to bed early after taking medicine. When I woke up, it was raining outside. Thinking that Dong Ming didn't bring an umbrella, I was a little worried. I went downstairs and stood at the window. Thinking that when he came back, I went out to meet him with an umbrella. The sound of the car came near, This Novell has been translated by www.novell.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation