There are some things that are unintentional, and I don't know if she is too sensitive, or if she just doesn't like Song Qingyuan to contact other women, Ding Meng stood on the steps of the fire exit and smoked, one after another, there were still five or six cigarette butts under her feet, at this time, she was very emotionally unstable, for such a long time, for the first time, she did not control her emotions.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, perhaps, at this moment, she had to admit that she began to care, care about Song Qingyuan, and care about the woman beside him.

I originally thought that men were all different, but now it seems that they are all the same.

After smoking the dozen cigarettes, I found that my stomach was tumbling, and I wanted to vomit in nausea, so I endured my physical discomfort and returned to my office.

The hand in his pocket has been shaken countless times, and it is all Song Qingyuan's missed calls.

At this time, she didn't want to hear Song Qingyuan's voice, and she was even tired of calling herself at this time.

If she knew that the ending was not what she thought, would her current efforts still make sense?

Ding Meng sat on the chair and looked at Song Qingyuan's message to himself, every sentence seemed to be full of anxiety.

"Where are you?"

"Answer the phone, Ding Meng. ”

"I know you're not happy, you answer the phone first. ”

"Where have you been?"

"Do you still want to leave?"

"Please, answer the phone. ”

"Can you tell me where you are now?"

"Okay, if you don't like Jiang Xiaoqing, I won't contact her in the future. ”

"You call back. ”

"Don't do that. ”

"You know I don't have any feelings for her, I just haven't seen her in years, and we just talked for a while. ”

"We don't have anything to do with each other. ”

"Ding Meng, can you listen to my explanation. ”

"I'm at the door of your office, open the door. ”

She looked up and saw that he had come to her office.

She looked at Song Qingyuan outside the glass door, and pressed her finger on her mobile phone to make a call to Yuan Ming, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What?" Yuan Ming was in a meeting, and at this time, his mobile phone basically vibrate, but he glanced at the name of the screen flashing and connected the phone.

Ding Meng frowned, "Help me check Jiang Xiaoqing." ”

"Jiang Xiaoqing?"

"I sent you her name and school, and I went back and found out what information I was given. ”

"Good. ”

She hung up the phone, and then walked to the door to open the door for Song Qingyuan.

As soon as he opened the door, Song Qingyuan grabbed her shoulder violently, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Ding Meng had calmed all his emotions and glanced at Song Qingyuan, "It's okay." ”

He seemed to feel something, but he couldn't say it, and looked at Ding Meng and stopped.

Song Qingyuan held the drawings in his hand and handed them to Ding Meng, "The drawings have been modified, you check them, if there is no problem, I will let the construction start there." ”

Ding Meng took the drawings, didn't have much mood to look at them, glanced at them a few times and put down the drawings, "I know." ”

I didn't say anything, just continued to be busy with other tasks in my hands.

Song Qingyuan frowned and sat across from her, "I need to have a good chat with you." ”

"I'll be talking when I get off work, I still have a lot of work to do. ”

"Right now. His attitude was resolute, and Ding Meng had no choice but to put down the materials in his hand and look at Song Qingyuan in front of him.

"Your mood swings today are scary. ”

"Maybe it's been too much pressure lately. ”

What Ding Meng said were reasons and excuses, and she herself knew that the most important reason for such a big change in mood was because of Song Qingyuan, and now in Ding Meng's eyes, Song Qingyuan seems to be a kite led by her, and the kite string may be cut short anytime and anywhere.

All she could do was hold on to one end of the thread to keep him from flying away.

Song Qingyuan got up and walked to her side and hugged her in his arms, "Don't carry it alone in the future, you still have me." ”

In Song Qingyuan's arms, she gradually calmed down, and her original impetuous mood was also relieved, and she just wanted to be quiet and lean on it all the time.

The employees who come and go in the corridor outside the door all take a look, these two roles in the office are not ordinary people can provoke, one is a well-known design celebrity, many of the company's business is handled by him alone, and the other is the new CEO of the company recently, the little girl who is not old is angry with the tax officer, this reputation is also well-known.

Regarding the fact that there is a relationship between the two of them, everyone agrees that excellent people are indeed only with excellent people, and this matter has been certified from the two of them.

As a result, the company's forum was full of lively discussions on how to improve their abilities, successfully cross the trough to become a high-level talent, and attract higher-level friends to get to know.

After Ding Meng's mood stabilized, he looked at Song Qingyuan, "Jiang Xiaomei's hacking was mostly done by Jiang Xiaoqing, this kind of woman can do everything, I don't want you to have too much contact with her." ”

Song Qingyuan didn't answer, but just diverted the topic, "The above arranged for her to take over Jiang Xiaomei's work." ”

The implication is that Song Qingyuan doesn't care if he looks up and looks down in the future, after all, it is not a department, and there is little communication at ordinary times, even if she is interested in herself, he has no intention of having too much contact with her, Ding Meng himself has a big project in his hand, Jiang Xiaomei suddenly had a car accident, in exchange for Jiang Xiaoqing, the biggest impact is Ding Meng.

Ding Meng didn't think about these things, even if he hated them, he still had to keep them in his hands.

Ding Meng nodded, "I'll arrange the rest of the matter, you still have that sentence, it's not a good class, just don't contact it more." ”

The two of them packed up their things and got off work, on the way, Song Qingyuan drove Ding Meng back to the apartment, he has been living in Ding Mengna for the past few days, and the clothes are only a few pieces, he took her to his residence first, packed some clothes, and on the way back, Song Qingyuan's WeChat kept ringing, Ding Meng was already irritable, and when he heard his WeChat ringing all the time, he simply opened his mobile phone, and the WeChat was all voice notes sent by Jiang Xiaoqing.

Ding Meng didn't have the confidence to listen to it after listening to one or two, and clicked on the voice to reply, "Miss Jiang, it's time to get off work, if you have something, you can wait for him to go to work and talk." ”

Jiang Xiaoqing thought that she would not receive his reply, but she didn't expect the reply to be so fast, so she immediately clicked on the voice and found that it was sent by Ding Meng, and the expression on her face dropped by more than half in an instant.

"A few of our old classmates want to get together, Miss Ding won't even give Qingyuan this little personal time. ”

After listening to this, Ding Meng replied, "He doesn't like that kind of party, I think you don't know him too well." ”

Jiang Xiaoqing had a smile on the corner of her mouth, "After all, I haven't seen each other for many years, and the seniors are here, I believe Qingyuan will be interested." ”

Song Qingyuan frowned slightly after hearing this, it had been a long time since he had a party, and asked Ding Meng sideways, "Do you want to go?"

Ding Meng himself hated this woman very much, so naturally he didn't want to go, but it was just for a moment, and he said, "It's okay to go." ”