Hatsu really wanted to beat her up.

Realizing that he was a little excessive, Liu Xiaotong hurriedly asked, "Are you okay, it doesn't matter?"

"One, I don't care, two, don't say that the president is my boyfriend, three, I pulled out the drip, if anyone asks, you have to help me lie. Got it?" Hatsu said.

When Liu Xiaotong heard the second one, he was anxious, "Haven't you decided on the relationship yet?" Then you have to hurry up, you must hurry up, it's best to check on the Internet, how to catch the rich and handsome boyfriend ......"

"Liu Xiaotong!" Chu Xia pretended to be angry and interrupted her, "Me and him, it's impossible." He sent me to the hospital today because he caused me to faint, and he felt guilty that he did this for me. In the future, don't talk nonsense, before and after others, it is the duty of a good friend to clarify more for me.

"Did he make you faint? Did you faint when you saw that he was too handsome and became a nymphomaniac?" Liu Xiaotong's eyes widened.

"You!" Hatsu pointed to her head and gave her a hard push. "I didn't eat breakfast, and I was stimulated by him again, and I fainted. ”

In early summer, try to be as simple and easy to understand as possible, and don't want to say more. However, Liu Xiaotong just didn't want to let her go, "I'm dizzy like this, you won't be using bitter meat tricks, right? And how did he stimulate you? He won't push you down, right?"

Chu Xia glanced at her, "It's not about the first draft, I didn't deliver it, and he got angry." She tried to be as simple as she could.

Liu Xiaotong nodded, as if he understood, but immediately asked the question that made that early summer want to strangle her, "I'm curious, what does President Ye look like when he gets angry, isn't he handsome?"

Chuxia knew that she was hopeless, and ignored her, she turned on the TV and looked.

After a while, someone brought them lunch, and Liu Xiaotong made another high-decibel sound. Chu Xia hurriedly took the syringe in his hand and covered it with a quilt. When they were out, they took it away.

The same goes for the second bottle, which she pulls out as soon as the doctor leaves.

The two of them were in the ward, and they didn't dare to go out, for fear that Ye Yun would know that they hadn't had a good injection in early summer, so they had to eat, sleep, watch TV, and pass away a leisurely afternoon. Liu Xiaotong did not ask about the resignation in the early summer from beginning to end, it seems that the personnel department has done an excellent job of keeping secrets, has not officially resigned, and will never leak the slightest rumor.

The next day, early summer went to work with the mood of going to the grave.

In the midst of all kinds of envy and jealousy, she tried to pretend to be the same as usual.

Fortunately, Ye Yun didn't come to Lingzhi, and in early summer, he suddenly felt a kind of relief with high air pressure.

Even so, Chu Xia did not dare to neglect the work he had assigned. Not wanting to leave, she was able to calm down and work hard, and by the end of the day, she had completed the first drafts of three products.

She asked Zhang Jie for Zhou Ziting's email address, she knew that a person of Ye Yun's level would not check the work email by himself, and let the secretary read it first, and then screen out important information and report it to her.

She scanned her design into an electronic version, accompanied by a text explanation, and sent it to Zhou Ziting's mailbox. She was proud to think of this, firstly, in this way, she could avoid direct contact with Ye Yun, and secondly, it could more or less prove that the relationship between herself and Ye Yun was limited to the boss and employees, and nothing else.

The next day, early summer checked his mailbox and saw no reply. Zhang Jie didn't bring her any instructions from above. Chu Xia thought to himself that maybe Ye Yun hadn't seen it yet, or he didn't have time to give feedback. She took the design drawings to Li Xueyang, Li Xueyang gave some comments, and then she revised them.

On the third day, early summer still did not receive a reply.

She wondered if Ye Yun had forgotten about it at all. Although there is a kind of relief that the disaster is postponed or even eliminated, she always feels a little lost and frustrated, because she finds that she is nervous and trembling to deal with Ye Yun, but she finds that Ye Yun may not have paid attention to her affairs at all, maybe it is really like what he said, who she thinks she is.

When the weekend came, Liu Xiaotong hurried to meet Li Zuqin, who was on a business trip. In early summer, she also has a regular activity, she goes to the cultural square to paint people's portraits. She loves this leisure activity so much that she only has so much time to get past her addiction to drawing. Besides, you can make some extra money, so why not.

Early summer is painting a portrait of a little girl, attracting a crowd of onlookers. Who can not be attracted by such a scene, a casual weekend afternoon, a beautiful little girl, a beautiful painter, skillful movements, and a painting that gradually takes shape......

As she was drawing, the little girl suddenly said to her mother, "Mom, can I put on my sister's hairpin?"

Mom immediately rejected her: "No, my sister's hairpin is my sister's, don't ask for other people's things when you see them, it's rude." Also, don't move when your sister paints you a portrait, don't talk nonsense. ”

In early summer, in order to prevent the bangs from falling off and blocking the eyes, the bangs were pinned with a hairpin. Unexpectedly, the little girl looked at it in her eyes and thought it was very good-looking, so she couldn't help but open her mouth.

The early summer had reached the age when some children were calling her "auntie", and the little girl called her sister, which made her very happy. And this mother and daughter, the mother is gentle, the daughter is well-behaved and cute, she likes it from the bottom of her heart.

Hatsu took off the hairpin and handed it to the mother, "Put it on her." ”

Mom was a little embarrassed, but she insisted on giving it to her in early summer, and the little girl was full of anticipation. She had no choice but to catch it and pin it to her daughter.

"Thank you, sister!" said the little girl, full of joy.

Hatsu smiled and modified the portrait and added hairpins.

When the painting was finished, the little girl jumped up for joy when she saw the painting clapping her little hands.

Mom returned the hairpin to Chu Xia, and after saying "thank you", she gave Chu Xia 300 yuan.

Chu Xia smiled and said, "Only two hundred." ”

The mother said gently and firmly: "Take it, the painting is so good, my daughter and I are happy, this happiness cannot be bought for a hundred yuan." ”

In early summer, she had no choice but to catch it, and she gave her mother the hairpin again, "Give this to her." ”

"Thank you. Mom caught it this time.

"Thank you, sister!" the little girl was even more pleased.

The mother took the girl away, and the little girl looked back at Hatsu from time to time, and Hatsu watched them leave happily.

When she turned around, she found that another person was already sitting on the chair for the guest.

It was a man, about thirty years old, his handsome face exuded the smell of youth and promise, and his tall figure made the chair particularly small, and he leaned back slightly, revealing the confidence to embrace the whole world. He is dressed casually, with T-shirts and canvas shoes, which coincides with the literary atmosphere of this cultural square.