Chapter 70: Splashing Her with Coffee

In the afternoon of the same day, Qi's Group

Qi Yang was busy all morning and slowly returned to the office. He took a sip of the black coffee his secretary had brought and frowned.

"You made this coffee?"

"Yes, yes. The new little secretary blushed.

"My coffee, half sugar and half milk. Remember?"

"Remember, that Qi Shao, I'll go back to the soak. "

"No need. Go out and see if Miss Luo has come back, and ask her to soak me. "

"Okay, okay. "

The little secretary took back the coffee cup with a red face, and staged another big drama in his heart, the president is really good to Miss Luo. It seems that the rumors are true.

Yu Jingjing was abandoned, and the one outside was the main master.

The one who was called the Lord was lying on his desk, reminiscing about the phone call in the morning.

"Sister Ami didn't come back, but she went abroad. "

"It should have been my father who asked her to go, isn't there also a business there, and it just so happens that Ami wants to go abroad. "

"What about you, when are you coming back?"

Faced with Jiang Lizhi's question, Luo Chuli sighed a little, he thought it was a simple thing to come back, but it became like this.

She didn't answer, and said vaguely, "It's coming." "

Suddenly, a female voice behind her interrupted her sentimentality.

"Miss Luo, the president asked you to make him a cup of coffee, half sugar and half milk. "

The little secretary changed a new coffee cup and tray, and smiled and flattered.

Luo Chuli let out an "ah", and then reluctantly said, "Got it." "

She didn't want to see Qi Yang at all now.

Ten minutes later, the door to the president's office was pushed open.

Luo Chuli put the brewed coffee on Qi Yang's desk, his face expressionless, "Qi Shao, your coffee is ready." "

"Hmm. Qi Yang glanced at her and frowned.

The next second, he picked up the coffee and tasted it, and unlike the expected bitterness, this coffee was sweet and greasy.

"How much sugar did you put in?" the man put down his glass, scrutinizing.

Luo Chuli still had a cold little face, and muttered unconcernedly, "I'm afraid you're too bitter, yes, put some sugar on you." "

"I remember telling you about my coffee drinking habits. "

"Oh, I forgot. "

With a snap, the coffee cup was lifted to Luo Chuli's body, and her pink sweater was soiled mercilessly.

Luo Chuli bit his lip and couldn't hide his shock.

This was the first time Qi Yang had treated her so ungracefully, and before, there had never been such an insulting behavior.

The man looked at her coldly and said in a deep voice, "Did you remember this time?"

"Bastard!"

Luo Chuli whispered, and then walked out, she closed the door vigorously, and trotted to the pantry to clean up.

The black marks are very conspicuous on the pink sweater, and I have been washing it with my hands and soap for a long time, and I can't wash it off.

Probably because Xiao Roumei's departure made her sad, her mood was really low, and she fell crookedly on the soft sofa by the wall.

Do you want to continue? Honestly, she's tired.

But giving up is unlikely.

In addition to being unwilling, she was more afraid that she would not be able to explain to her sister when she went underground in the future, and what she promised her has not yet been completed.

The Luo Group must not be destroyed in the hands of the mother and daughter, let alone in the hands of Qi Yang.

After tidying up randomly, she thought that the coffee stains couldn't be wiped off anyway, so she didn't care. Unabashedly, I returned to my workstation, only to find a Lo on the table

o Pia

A brand cartons.

Inside, lying quietly was a white sweater that had not yet been untagged.

Luo Chuli didn't accept the person's "kindness", she put the paper bag in the cabinet, wiped the corners of her eyes, and continued to work.

It's not a big deal in this world, and the suffering will always pass anyway.

It didn't take long for everyone to return to the bridge.

But......

Hmph, slap a sweet date.

Qi Yang, you are no different from those scumbags.