Evil Satan The domineering president is gentle

In the Meng Building,

In the office of the public relations department, Chu Qiao held a folder in his hand and walked to Zheng Jiajia's side: "Jiajia, this is Director Huang, asked me to bring it to you, you can take a look, there is no problem with what I have done," Chu Qiao's mouth pulled up a smile, and his smile was like a flower,

"Well," Zheng Jiajia raised her head, her eyes darkened, and slowly took the folder in Chu Qiao's hand, her voice revealed a faint estrangement, but she already had a plan in her heart, it was not that she didn't like Chu Qiao, but it was difficult for her to get along with Chu Qiao like before.

Because, the person on the tip of the senior's heart is Chu Qiao, and she may not exist in the senior's memory at all......

Chu Qiao's smile tightened little by little, she could feel Zheng Jiajia's alienation and coldness, but after thinking about it, the corners of Chu Qiao's mouth raised a smile again: "Jiajia, are you okay?"

Zheng Jiajia felt bitter in her heart, and tried to squeeze out a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine, if you have something, you can go and get busy first, leave me alone," she stood up from her seat very uncalmly: "It's a little stuffy inside, I'll go out and breathe......"

Leaving a confused colleague in the office, watching her walk out of the office, Zheng Jiajia is usually not like this, she treats people approachably, and has a good relationship with Chu Qiao, how can she become so cold in a blink of an eye,

Chu Qiao was stunned, did she do anything wrong, for a while, she couldn't guess,

And Zheng Jiajia just walked out of the office, she had already regretted her intestines, she didn't hate Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao was also very good to her, but why couldn't she control her temper and get angry with Chu Qiao just now, how could she be like this,

"Chu Qiao, I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to...... I just can't help ......" Zheng Jiajia opened his eyes wide, a little stunned, and the sour bubbles in his heart fermented little by little in his heart,

didn't cry out of the voice, but the tears gradually blurred the vision, only felt as if a large piece of my heart had been dug out, empty, very uncomfortable, very depressing, her crush, her love, can only be buried at the bottom of the heart, never see the light,

"You're crying," a plaid handkerchief was handed to Zheng Jiajia, the coffee-colored plaid looked a little deformed in front of her vague tears, and the voice sounded warm and magnetic, it was a gentle voice in memory,

She raised her head, although there were still tears and nose on her face, the corners of her mouth subconsciously hooked up a light smile, it was him, it was her senior, Meng Yanxi......

"Well, I remember you, you are Chu Qiao's colleague, right," Meng Yanxi went downstairs to find Chu Qiao, but found that the woman who was crying sadly in the corridor, his memory was not bad, she should be a colleague in Chu Qiao's office, as for the name, he couldn't remember......

"Well," Chu Qiao's colleague, is it only because of Chu Qiao's relationship that he remembers her, she has a crush on him for several years, she tries to make herself perfect, just to make herself worthy of the senior she admires and loves in her heart, she even feels a little flattered to talk to Meng Yanxi, but he has no impression on her, and mutters in her mouth, but she only feels that there are a few daggers cutting her heart,

"Don't cry...... Meng Yanxi smiled faintly, and his eyes fell on Zheng Jiajia's little face: "Occasional tears are good for your eyes, but crying too much will hurt your nerves......"

The memory seems to go back to the orienteering competition,

Because she was on the way, she blamed herself for guilt, and her tears kept falling, Meng Yanxi also smiled like this, and said such a thing to her, the memory appeared superimposed, and the sorrow in her heart gushed out at once,

Her love, her admiration, her thoughts, can only be buried in her heart forever,

Don't, even if it's hurt, even if it's hopeless......

The corners of Zheng Jiajia's mouth pulled out a smile: "Meng Yanxi, I like you," there seemed to be a cry in her voice, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly,

Meng Yanxi's body was stunned, his eyes carefully looked at Zheng Jiajia in front of him, and tried to pick up some fragments of memory, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that the person in front of him seemed to be very similar to a girl in his memory, but he was very different.

The crying nose looks very similar, but the appearance is slightly different, there is a pair of glasses missing from the face, and it becomes more beautiful, it's her,

"Schoolgirl,"

"It's me," Zheng Jiajia nodded desperately, the smile on the corner of her mouth was like a flower: "Senior, it's me, I've been liking you since I started to like you," After saying it, her heart was much more comfortable, she thought about it, she really shouldn't blame Chu Qiao, how can anyone be right and who is wrong in love,

"I'm sorry, I already have someone in my heart," Meng Yanxi didn't seem to think much about it, so he replied,

Meng Yanchen is no better than Meng Yanxi, if someone confesses to Meng Yanchen, eighty percent of them will be glared back by him with cold eyes, and Meng Yanxi seems to be gentle, but he never drags mud and water, although he knows that the possibility of him and Chu Qiao being together is very small, but she still has a place in his heart,

Zheng Jiajia nodded, and said bitterly: "I know, it's Chu Qiao, right?"

"Well," Meng Yanxi did not deny,

"With you, she will really be very happy," Zheng Jiajia did not take the handkerchief, but just wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand, her crush, her admiration, although she saw the light, but she still had to bury it all, think about it, get ready, all she can do is hide her love in her heart and bless them,

"The person she likes is not me......" Meng Yanxi was gentle, but he never said much, but when he heard Zheng Jiajia's words, there were ripples in his heart, the person she liked was not him, if it was him, he didn't know if she would be happy, he knew that he would be very happy, anyway, liking her was his business,

What, Zheng Jiajia's eyes were suffocated, and her teeth were tightly pressed against her lips, didn't Chu Qiao like Meng Yanxi, a flame of hope seemed to be rekindled in her heart, in this way, does she still have a chance?

Meng Yanxi didn't catch the ecstasy in Zheng Jiajia's eyes, but said lightly: "Now, do you still want to cry?"

Zheng Jiajia shook his head: "I don't want to cry,"

"That's good......" Meng Yanxi's phoenix eyes were dark, like obsidian, shining, he put the handkerchief in the pocket of his windbreaker, and put a hand behind his back stretched out, holding a paper bag in his hand,

Zheng Jiajia found that Meng Yanxi had a paper bag in his hand,

"This,"

"Help me bring it to Chu Qiao...... Meng Yanxi smiled slightly: "Here is the milk tea she likes to drink, you can help me bring it to her, if I walk in, I'm afraid it will cause him trouble,"

"Do you need to say that you sent it," Zheng Jiajia asked stupidly,

"No need......" Meng Yanxi turned around: "Bye-bye,"

Zheng Jiajia held the paper bag, only to find that through the paper bag, he also felt the warmth of milk tea, and his heart was complicated, even if Chu Qiao didn't love him, but the person in his heart was still Chu Qiao......