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Su wanyang stood up with a gloomy face and pointed to the debris on the ground. His eyebrows twisted into a piece and growled: "don't you see that the ground is so dirty? Don't you hurry to clean it up? Are you waiting for me to clean it up?"

Su wanyang's face was unabashed with disgust. He didn't even want to look at the ground and Xiya. He directly turned his head to one side. Xiya took Su wanyang's action as if he didn't want to see himself and hated himself.

Heartache? She asked herself?

It seems that there is no qualification for heartache. Does he ignore himself and not face up to what he wants now?

Just, why is it hard to breathe?

In this daze time, Su wanyang glanced at her with the rest of the corner of his eye. Seeing that she was still motionless, he gritted his teeth and asked her, "do you think you are a lady of gold, or are you waiting for me to teach you how to clean up?"

"In the evening sun, we can't rush to work. Don't get so angry. It's not good for your health. Let's calm down." Ling Jing reached out and stroked Su wanyang's chest. He looked at Xiya tenderly and said, "Xiya, don't mind. Wanyang is in a bad mood today. It's really troublesome for you."

"It's OK." Xiya raised her eyebrows and made her answer very calm.

I can't help thinking, were they together yesterday?

Heart, why so painful.

Xiya looks at Su wanyang in silence. She is about to turn around and take a broom to sweep in.

Don't want to at this time Ling Jing but at one side similar gentle reminder: "Xiya, that Are you going out to get your tools? I still don't want it. It's not hygienic outside. There are special cleaning tools in the president's office. "

Ling Jing is really understanding and kind ah, look at that gentle smile, that kind face, Xiya really don't know how to describe it.

Special cleaning tools, right? She'll do it.

Xiya directly reached out to Su wanyang's desk and took out a package of paper towels. Squatting on the ground, she carefully picked up the glass fragments, and threw the paper towel on the ground to let the paper towel absorb the water stains naturally.

Looking at her cautious appearance, Su wanyang only felt that her chest was blocked up!

Especially her black hair fell to the ground still do not know, continue to clean the appearance, really let him very unhappy.

Know clearly, the best, quickest and most convenient way is Yan Xiya to pick it up with her hand, but why does her heart feel so uncomfortable to see her like this?

Yes, it must be her posture that disgusts him!

Yan Xiya is a woman who dare to open her mouth. It's ridiculous that he has been a common person since then. Who would like to be with him?

Now who is going to leave, women who can't help themselves should not be loved by others.

"Get up!"

Cold two words, break the silence inside.

Ling Jing is shocked to see Su wanyang give him the profile, hand, gently grip up, is wanyang really in love with Yan Xiya, otherwise why even such cleaning work, he has to stop halfway?

But she didn't get up any more. Instead, she was tossing the wet tissue on the ground. She wanted to take it up and throw it into the garbage can.

But don't want to, Su wanyang impatiently roar out a voice: "I say let you get up, you can't hear."

"At once."

Xiya, speechless and expressionless, finished this sentence, picked up the paper on the ground, held it in her hand, stood up, and obviously saw their disgusting expressions, and directly threw them into the garbage can.

Su wanyang glared at Xiya in a displeasure, and then said to Xiya impatiently: "you go to the outside to take the cleaning tools to clean the office, and there is to make coffee for us, to grind, a little bit of a small thing can't be done well, waste!"

……

It's her fault, she tolerates.

She is not qualified to say anything. He is the president and she is a subordinate.

Gritting her teeth and bearing down his insult, she went out.

At this time, a kind reminder sounded behind him, "Xiya, please remember to wash your hands before you make coffee, otherwise it's not sanitary."

Hehe, what is Yan Xiya?

Didn't she know to wash her hands after cleaning?

"Yes, you made coffee, didn't you love me? I'll go and help Xiya... "

Dada, along with Lingjing's voice, followed by a string of high-heeled shoes, Xiya knows that Lingjing will go to the tea room with herself.

At the door, Xiya official thanks, "thank you for your help."

"No, we are all for the sake of late Yang! Xiya, we're friends, don't you Ling Jing's charitable smile and sincerity.

"Well, good."

Knowing that she was doing it for Su wanyang, how could Xiya go to point it out?

What's more, now all this has nothing to do with her. She said that she would put down her feelings for Su wanyang and return to peace.

With Ling Jing came to the tea room, she directly threw a bag of coffee beans to Xiya, removed the tenderness just now, and looked at Xiya with disdain, "the evening sun is eating fresh black coffee, you make it better, and wash your hands before you do it."Ling Jing or very dislike her, in addition to emphasizing that she wash her hands, but also a face of disgust looking at her hands.

"I see." Don't want to argue with her, Xiya shallow next word, and took the coffee beans, went to the coffee machine, and in front of Ling Jing's hand, repeatedly washed his hands.

When you are ready, put in the coffee beans and press the switch.

Waiting to cross the city is boring, especially when she and Ling Jing stand together, there is a feeling of passing time like a year, a second of time is very slow.

Especially when Ling Jing is always staring at herself with a kind of sad eyes, Xiya is deliberately not concerned about the piercing eyes, staring at the coffee machine in front of her.

Just because she doesn't want to pay attention to it, it doesn't mean people don't want to pay attention to it.

"Yan Xiya, I hope you can know yourself."

"Well?"

What should come will always come. Hejada was calm and indifferent.

Ling Jing looked at Xiya with a good look, and suddenly raised her voice: "Yan Xiya, if you are smart, you'd better not borrow Su Yinyin and her two children to approach Su wanyang, otherwise, I believe the result will only be contrary to what you expected."

"I don't want to say more. After all, not every ugly duckling can fly to the branches. You are so humble, there is no way to compare with me, and you are not qualified to rob the same man with me

Dada, dada.

A burst of high-heeled shoes sound, like her, have the feeling of disdain.

After making the coffee, give it to the two of them. Ling Jing, needless to say, can only do something in front of Su wanyang. Instead, Su wanyang pushes the coffee forward and looks at Ling Jing, "is this what you taught her to cook?"

"Well, I'm sorry for the late Yang. My stomach suddenly felt a little uncomfortable just now, so..."

Ling Jing successfully explained to Su wanyang with an innocent expression that she left when she was making coffee, which was Yan Xiya's.

Sure enough, Su wanyang reached out and pushed the coffee to the ground, "garbage, make it again!"