Seeing the promise to the evening, Fang Miaomiao's heart finally fell. She lowered her head and sipped her saliva. "Tell the director, if Haoyu knows what I have said about him, will he hate me?"

"Why, do you still have feelings for him?" Deep Mou son delimits a touch of cunning, listen to Fang Miaomiao to say this sentence in the evening, ask intentionally.

Hearing what she said in the evening, Fang Miaomiao's white face was rarely stained with a blush. She lowered her head and retorted in a low voice, "to the director, what's the relationship between this and those?"

"Of course it matters. If you don't feel anything about him, whether he likes you or hates you, it doesn't matter to you. You don't have to care."

"But if you like a person, it's not the same. You care very much about what he thinks of you."

Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and Fang Miaomiao sat there with her head tied up, listening to what she said in the evening without opening her mouth.

Looking at her shyness, she curled her lips in the evening and didn't pursue her further. "OK, now that you've figured it out, then we won't waste any more time."

"The media and the people before me, I've found them for you. Now let's go."

In the heart understand, this is in the evening for their own rescue, Fang Miaomiao slowly raised his head, light should a.

Yang Haoyu, who had been waiting quietly outside, ran past the door of the office in the evening.

"Miaomiao, are you ok?"

……

A big white eye rolled up, the night speechless pulled the corner of the mouth, "I said Mr. Yang, you see what you said, how do you make it as if I was bullying her?"

Well

Hearing what Xiangwan said, Yang Haoyu grabbed his head awkwardly and quickly explained, "no, to the director, I didn't mean that. I, I was a little worried about Miaomiao..."

"Bang, OK, you don't have to explain. I don't want to hear it anyway."

"Now that everything has been talked about, I've got all the reporters. Let's hurry over." Looking at Yang Haoyu's incoherent manner, he stopped it at night.

"Good." Yang Haoyu nodded quickly when he saw that he was no longer bothered with the evening.

"Late night!"

When the three people were ready to go to the meeting room, Xiang rong'er suddenly rushed out. She ran to the front of the evening quickly, staring at her eyes and questioning, "late at night, are you crazy? What do you want? "

Narrow eyes half squint, the evening hands ring arm standing there, light said: "I want to do what, do you still need to report?"

"I..."

Holding hands on both sides, Xiang rong'er quickly sweeps across Fang Miaomiao and Yang Haoyu's faces. With a black face, she grabs the evening's arm and pulls her aside.

"In the evening, I will warn you. Don't forget that you are in the position of Xiang. If you dare to do something harmful to Xiang, I will certainly not spare you!"Cold will his arm out of the hand to rong'er, late at night a face scornful at her, tone slightly cool, "I said, you say these words, the face does not hurt?"

"Who is doing harm to Xiang? Don't you have any points in your mind?"

"Why, now you're flustered to see what I'm going to do with your dirty work, aren't you?"