It was night, and the lights were on, and the soft moonlight sprinkled a warm clear glow, covering the ground like a light veil. It is intertwined with the bustling crowd on the ground and the neon lights of all shapes and shapes, forming a beautiful picture.

Even at night, the city is not so quiet, with miles of food, street stalls, and the flow of people who have just taken a break from a busy day to stop and watch on the side of the road, as well as the endless stream of cars and honking horns on the streets, announcing that a new round of nightlife in the city has just begun.

Opposite the bustling and noisy streets, there are buildings standing quietly on one side of the city, like a sleeping behemoth, putting away all its minions and perching in the corners.

This behemoth is the building where the Time Design Studio is located. The whole building was pitch black, black and pressed as if it was lifeless, except for a window on the right side of the fifth floor with a faint light.

Looking in the direction of the light, it seems that you can still see a slender figure.

The camera zooms in, the bright moonlight hits the window, and the interior is brightly lit.

The beige curtain was rolled up by the thin ribbon, the window was open, and the evening breeze blew in along the window, hitting Shen Ling's body, slightly relieving Shen Ling's heat.

Inside, Shen Ling, who was dressed in professional attire, sat in front of the computer, his long hair that was usually scattered at random was tied up, and a few naughty broken hairs on his sideburns restlessly fluctuated slightly with the evening breeze, making Shen Ling feel a little itchy for no reason.

So, Shen Ling stretched out his slender and slender fingers, slightly tucked the broken hair behind his ears, picked up the pen he had just put down, and continued to cast his eyes on the computer screen.

I saw Shen Ling's delicate eyebrows locked deeply, one hand only lightly tapped on the desktop, his eyes were fixed on the computer screen, he pressed the pause button from time to time, and then transcribed what he thought of on the notebook on the table.

Contrary to the noise outside, only the sound of Shen Ling's breathing could be heard in Shen Ling's office, and the rustling sound of the tip of the pen scratching the paper sounded from time to time.

In the dark night, a dark blue sports car made a beautiful arc and stopped downstairs.

With the sound of dripping, the headlights in front of the sports car flashed twice, illuminating the dark night. Immediately, the car door was randomly closed by the owner.

In the quiet building, the sound of high heels hitting the ground is particularly loud, and even a little crazy.

"Huh, why hasn't the door closed today? Could it be that the last person to leave forgot to lock the door?"

The visitor just took out the key and was about to open the door, but found that the door opened gently under a push, so he couldn't help but be surprised.

"It's really deserved, if they lose something, they really can't afford to pay for a few heads. ”

The person who came muttered in his mouth, just thinking that an employee with a bad memory forgot to close the door, and he was still thinking about waiting until tomorrow when everyone came to preach well, so that they could remember it for a long time

But soon, she put the matter behind her because she had more important things to do.

The crisp sound of high heels echoed through the dark building again, and she quickly came to the elevator entrance, and then pressed the 5th floor.

The elevator slowly rose, and with a "drop" sound, the elevator door slowly opened.

The young woman stepped out of the elevator and walked straight to her seat with her head down.

The sound of crisp footsteps stopped in front of an office door with the lights on, and she was a little irritable.

"Who, not only don't you lock the door before you go out, won't you even turn off the lights? ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the door in front of him.

The moment the door was opened, the visitor's eyes collided with the woman working hard in the room.

"Shen Ling?"

The visitor exclaimed.

Shen Ling calmly glanced at Zhang Lanyin, an uninvited guest with delicate curly hair, a black V-neck one-line skirt, and eight-centimeter high heels.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Lanyin was a little overwhelmed.

"This is my office, do I need to report to anyone here?"

Shen Ling said in his mouth, but his eyes did not leave the computer for half a minute, and continued to look at the computer intently.

Zhang Lanyin raised her head consciously and looked at the sign in front of her, which read: Shen's Studio.

This is the studio that Shen Yan used before, and then Shen Yan was gone, out of awe and admiration for Shen Yan, Zhang Lanyin did not let anyone in.

Now that Shen Ling is here, as Shen Yan's only daughter, she naturally works in this studio.

Zhang Lanyin came in too much hurry just now, and didn't turn on all the lights in the building, the dim light didn't really shine, she didn't expect that Shen Ling, who was unlearned, arrogant and naïve, would stay in the office at this time.

She thought that an employee had been too careless to leave and forgot to turn off the lights, so she pushed the door open, which turned out to be such an embarrassing situation.

"I ......" Zhang Lanyin, who has always been unforgiving, is unprecedentedly poor in words, after all, she is rude in front, and she can't say it for a while.

Shen Ling, who had not received a reply for a long time, raised his head and looked at Zhang Lanyin fixedly,

"If there's nothing important, shut the door and I'm going to get to work. ”

"Oh, good. ”

Zhang Lanyin subconsciously walked out and closed the door.

After walking out of the door, he realized that he was not Shen Ling's subordinate, why should he listen to her command?

Reflexively, Zhang Lanyin wanted to push the door open again and go in to reason with Shen Ling.

But in his mind, he unexpectedly remembered the tired face of Shen Ling he saw when he just pushed open the door, as well as the beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.

Zhang Lanyin raised the hand that was already on the door, and she couldn't push it down.

She originally wanted to ask Shen Zhiqing to go out to dinner today. She always felt a little sorry for what happened before, and wanted to explain it to Shen Zhiqing in person.

But Shen Zhiqing didn't know what she was busy with recently, so she didn't have time to say more, so she left in a hurry.

Zhang Lanyin was very puzzled, so she went to have dinner by herself and stayed at the bar for a while.

The car had already driven to the door of the house, and she remembered that she didn't have the house key, so she turned back to the company.

Unexpectedly, I bumped into this scene.

Zhang Lanyin was stunned at Shen Ling's door for a long time, slowly digesting the picture she had just seen with her own eyes.

She originally thought that Shen Ling came here just to anger Shen Zhiqing, so although she felt that Shen Ling was a little different, she didn't have much hope.

But today, the tired girl's face and the beads of sweat dripping from her forehead echoed in her mind for a long time and could not be forgotten.

These days, I don't know how many people are waiting to see Shen Ling's jokes, waiting to see her make a mess of everything, and then have to turn to people for help.

Including Zhang Lanyin also thinks so.

But Shen Ling is like a divine help, and he handles big and small things decisively and quickly and in an orderly manner.

The people who were waiting to see the excitement were disappointed, so they had to disperse, and then secretly praised Shen Ling for his good skills.

Zhang Lanyin was surprised at first, but she blamed it on Shen Ling's excellent ability inherited from Shen Yan, so she didn't think much about it.

Unexpectedly, in these many nights that no one could see, Shen Ling had paid several times or even dozens of times the hard work.

Suddenly, Zhang Lanyin seemed to have a trace of pity in her heart.

Okay, isn't this what you want Aunt Yan's daughter to look like?

Zhang Lanyin asked herself, and then smiled with relief. Then he went to his place and picked up the key, and walked out of the building without looking back.

Shen Ling in the room watched Zhang Lanyin's figure linger at his door for a long time, and then left in a hurry.

Then the corners of her mouth gently hooked into a smile, what a cute and awkward little girl.