Le Yao received an email, and after clicking on it, a photo popped up, in which a pair of men and women hugged and entangled, although the picture was faint, but she recognized herself at a glance.

Her chest was choking, her hands were shaking, and it took several seconds for her to move her mouse in a panic to close the picture. But no matter how she moved, the mouse logo on the monitor didn't move.

In a hurry, she pressed the "ESC" key on the keyboard to exit, but the screen still did not respond. Her computer was like a virus, and she couldn't turn it on or off.

She was very worried that Wei Wei would suddenly come out of the office, so she quickly unplugged the power, and the display screen went black in an instant, and she sat down blankly, but in her heart, she was scared, but her thoughts were always disturbed by that picture.

How can there be such a photo?

She vaguely remembered that the lights were not turned on that night.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly, breaking Le Yao's thoughts, she picked up the microphone blankly, and Wei Wei's voice suddenly sounded: "Le Yao, pick up the file, MSN." ”

Le Yao was in a panic and restarted the computer, but she was worried, she was very worried, afraid that after turning on the phone, the display screen would still be the same photo.

It turned out that she was just too sensitive, and by the time the computer restarted, the painting had long since disappeared.

But then, Le Yao couldn't be calm anymore, the things that had been deliberately forgotten came out in another way at this time, and this was clearly not a threat, but the person who threatened her was Wen Yunting!

Le Yao was worried, whenever MSN's avatar flashed, she was very nervous, she was afraid that the message was sent by him, but the strange thing was that his avatar was always gray.

One day, two days, three days...... A week passed, and not only did she not hear from him on MSN, but she had never met anyone from him at all.

*

"Take this suit to the sewing room and iron it," Wei Wei reviewed the documents without raising his head: "Hurry up, I'm going to wear it tonight." ”

"Good. Le Yao was about to go out with a handbag of clothes.

"Wait a minute. Wei Wei raised her head, her eyes were as calm as water: "The collar of the clothes is a circle of folds, and each one must be ironed according to the original stripes," she has always paid attention to her appearance, and she is going to have an important occasion tonight, so she specially instructed.

When the elevator door opened, looking at the people inside, Le Yao instantly tensed. Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, Song Siyu asked with a shallow smile, "Do you want to go down?"

Le Yao shook her head, her eyes lowered, she didn't dare to look at her, of course, she didn't dare to look at Wen Yunting who was standing behind Song Siyu, "I...... Go up. She stammered a little as she spoke.

The moment the elevator door closed, Le Yao saw Wen Yunting leaning over and kissing Song Siyu's face, and the latter's face had a happy smile.

Her eyes were gloomy, her heart was sour, she bit her lip, endured, and didn't let the scene just now affect her thoughts, but all self-control was delusional, she realized that he had always been in her heart, no matter how much his words or actions caused her, she never really hated him, or forgot him.

In the elevator, Song Siyu quietly looked at Wen Yunting, just now, he kissed her face, what a strange behavior.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Yunting returned to his former coldness, just now, Le Yao's restrained and gloomy appearance was still in his mind, he hadn't seen her for a few days, he thought of her crazy, but she, her eyes flickered, and the appearance of deliberately avoiding him made him feel very annoyed, so he deliberately kissed Siyu mischievously in front of her.

"But I haven't seen you for a few months, how do I think you seem to be a different person," Song Siyu smiled, on his cheeks, the place where his lips had touched seemed to be slightly hot: "Why did you suddenly kiss me?" Thinking of the slender and quiet figure outside the elevator door, she said: "Do you want to create an image of our affection in front of the employees?"

How could he tell her that he deliberately kissed Le Yao to see, so he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't we in love?"

"Love, how can you not be love?" Song Siyu pursed her lips and said, then reached out and grabbed his arm.

Wen Yunting was not used to being touched by someone, so he pushed her hand away without a trace, and excused: "There are only two of us in the elevator, and others can't see it." ”

"It's almost to the first floor. Song Siyu looked at the changing numbers on the elevator button: "It's better to show affection in front of everyone than to show affection in front of one person!" She joked, "In this way, many of your admirers will surely be sad again." With that, she chuckled.

Walking out of the elevator, in the Ginza hall of the Times, people came and went, and sure enough, many people looked at them sideways.

"My popularity is good, it seems that I should still show up often," Song Siyu joked in a low voice: "In this way, you can kill all the warblers and Yanyan around you." ”

Wen Yunting lowered his head and said, "Then your lethality must be strong enough, otherwise, you will be injured by their eyes." The tone was not gentle, but when they just lowered their heads and spoke, they made others think that they were whispering kisses.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid. Song Siyu looked at him with a light smile, confident and optimistic: "You are mine, will someone else take it?"

"I'm not anyone's. He said coldly.

Song Siyu shook his arm like a coquette: "Shhhhhh ”

Wen Yunting has never liked to perfunctory anyone, but this time, he didn't speak again.

"Oh, that's right," Song Siyu looked at him: "Don't always have a tiger face, look at it, the girl outside the elevator before was obviously going downstairs, but she didn't dare to take the same elevator with us." I guess I was frightened by your indifferent expression. ”

"Really?" Wen Yunting asked undeniably, Le Yao's evasion made him unhappy. When kissing Song Siyu, he clearly saw a trace of gloom in her eyes.

"Hey, that's the seventeenth floor, if she wants to go up, she has to go to the eighteenth floor, and the eighteenth floor is your office area...... You're not here, what is she going to do?" Song Siyu suddenly thought of something: "Could she be looking for He Haotian?"

"It's not. He said with great certainty that Le Yao said that he was just trying to avoid him.

"How do you know that it's not?" He Haotian is a fiery Wang Lao Wu," Song Siyu joked: "Do you think that all people only love you?" She chuckled: "You have long been famous, and whoever dares to openly attack your idea is to declare war with me!"

Wen Yunting didn't speak again, and after walking out of the era Ginza, he quietly let go of her hand.

Song Siyu was not displeased, but walked beside him elegantly.

*

It was busy in the sewing room.

Le Yao ironed Wei Wei's clothes by herself, and soon, except for the folds of the neckline, everything else was ironed.

Le Yao carefully looked at those folds, if she wanted to iron them according to the original stripes, she could only use the iron to carefully press them one by one. She looked down, a short strand of hair falling from her ears to cover her eyes.

From time to time, there are shopping guides who bring pants to make their feet, and they whisper while waiting.

"Mr. Wen's fiancée is back. They just walked together holding hands in the store, so affectionate!" The young shopping guide looked envious, "If Wen can always ...... me like that"

"Don't daydream! Don't say that Mr. Wen is already famous, even if he is empty, it will not be your turn. Another shopping guide said.

Le Yao listened, and the scene of Wen Yunting kissing Song Siyu came to mind. Her chest was stuffy and astringent, and just as she was slightly distracted, the pain in the tips of her left fingers brought her back to her senses, uh! Her left index and middle fingers were blistered by the iron.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain was unbearable, but only this pain would make her clearly realize that he had a fiancée.

*

When Le Yao was working overtime, she received a call from Wei Wei, "I have something left in the office, you can help me send it to the cold house immediately."

She didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately found the gift box that Wei Wei had left and sent it over.

"Good work. Wei Wei was a little annoyed by her carelessness, but fortunately, Le Yao sent the things over before the banquet started, so that she wouldn't be embarrassed.

"Wei Wei. A royal blue evening dress will set off Peiling's figure beautifully, even though she is in her forties, she is still elegant and beautiful when she is properly maintained.

"Pei Ling. Wei Wei greeted her with a smile, and she did not hesitate to praise herself: "You are so beautiful today,"

Le Yao has had an almost obsessive love for royal blue since she was a child, so her eyes have always fallen on Peiling, she has clearly not seen Yu Peiling, but she sees a familiar intimacy in her.

After Yu Peiling and Wei Wei were simple and noisy, they saw Le Yao.

"My secretary Le Yao. Wei Wei introduced: "Le Yao, this is my good friend Mrs. Wen. ”

"Hello Mrs. Wen. Le Yao looked at Yu Peiling generously, but because of her noble elegance, she had an inexplicable sense of distance in her heart.

"Le ...... Yao?" Yu Peiling's gaffe flashed.

"Pei Ling, Wei Wei, everyone has arrived, just waiting for you. At this moment, a gorgeously dressed woman walked out.

Le Yao smiled goodbye: "Mr. Wei, then I'll go first." ”

Yu Peiling watched Le Yao's figure disappear outside the humble house.

"Pei Ling, do you know her?" Wei Wei asked in a low voice, it was obvious that she had noticed something strange about her friend.

Yu Peiling did not deny it, "She is very familiar. ”

Wei Wei looked at her, but suddenly said, "You look alike." ”

"Really?" Pei Ling was slightly stunned

"Yes," Wei Wei said humorously, "The beauties all look the same, with big eyes and white skin." ”

*

Le Yao received another photo from Wen Yunting, this time the photo was clearer than the previous one, and even, she could clearly see her intoxicated expression, she felt that she was about to collapse.

He was too cruel, cruel like a bloodthirsty devil.

How can you keep her on the verge of collapse again and again?

Just when she was nervous, MSN popped up a window, which was sent by Wen Yunting [Is it wonderful?]

Shameless!Le Yao angrily closed the conversation window, and when she was about to quit MSN, she received a message from Ye Hui [Le Yao, the interview you wrote is fantastic, the magazine has been printed, do you want to come and take a look?]

Le Yao was flustered at this time, and she didn't have the heart to chat at all [I'm busy, let's talk about it at lunch.] 】

And then, Le Yao received the window he popped up again [owe me five times. Tonight at 8 o'clock, Qingxi Road, Tianlu No. 1 15-01]

Five times?

Le Yao's face turned red, after his rampant behavior and words in the pantry, he had no actual aggression against her, she thought that with Song Siyu's return, everything between them would come to an end, but she didn't expect that he really wanted to ......

Her fingers trembled and tapped on the keyboard, but there was pain in the place where her left index and middle fingers were burned by the iron, and the pain was terrible. 】

Soon, he replied [At eight o'clock tonight, I will pick you up at your house. 】

Damn! Scoundrel! Le Yao was ashamed and angry, he pestered her unreasonably, always forced her, forced her to be cornered, she endured the pain of her fingers and typed a line of words [I will not compromise. 】

He responded with a threat: "Guess I'll send the photos to your house tonight, or your fiancé's?"

He was really too shameless, and for a while, she was angry and bloody [despicable! obscene!]

He sent a smile: "If you don't come after eight o'clock tonight, then your family and fiancé will receive those pictures at the same time." 】

Le Yao closed her eyes helplessly, anger stained all her thoughts, he was really the devil.

What to do?

She couldn't go.

Although she doesn't love Minghao, she has a moral bottom line in her heart, since she promised to marry, her body can't betray him.

But Wen Yunting's aggressive words made her tremble, this man can do what he says...... Those unsightly photos......

What to do?

Le Yao fell into boundless troubles. Her left hand, inadvertently touching the keyboard, the pain in her fingers suddenly woke her up, her lips pursed.

She finally knew what to do.