The two looked at each other quietly from a distance of a few centimeters, Lin Luo came back to his senses and subconsciously took a step back, his heart beating violently.

Ye Lixi took in her reaction, and there was a slight bitterness in her smile: "Am I that terrible?"

The loneliness in his eyes was a hint of sourness in Lin Luo's heart, and he didn't know how to answer his words, so he could only turn his head and stop looking at him.

"Away from the ......"

A beautiful female voice interrupted the subtle atmosphere between the two.

Lin Luo looked up in which direction, the woman's red high heels, with a fiery red dress, highlighted a strong femininity.

Qiao Surong stopped and stood in place stunned, her eyes full of surprise, why she hadn't died yet.

Unconsciously even with a trilling voice in his tone: "Qiaoluo?"

Lin Luo put a sneer on his lips, showing a satisfied look: "It's me, but I want you to call me Lin Luo." ”

"You, you're back?"

Qiao Surong s heart spread a deep uneasiness, she is back, she has worked hard to get close to the night for so many years, will it be a failure.

No, she is unwilling, unwilling.

Lin Luo stepped forward and hugged her affectionately, his lips slightly close to her ear: "Why do you wish I was dead?" Qiao Surong, I said that you can't snatch my things, and now it's time to return them to me. ”

The corners of her mouth were obviously smiling, but Qiao Surong's cold aura spread from her heart, and she subconsciously pushed Lin Luo away: "Why do you think so......"

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Lin Luo felt bored and said, "Since Mr. Ye has an appointment, if there is nothing else, I will go back to the company first." ”

Ye Lixi wanted to keep up with her, but Qiao Surong grabbed her arm: "Lixi, have you forgotten the dinner with my father?"

Ye Lixi broke away from her hand without a trace, and looked at the girl's back and disappeared from view: "Let's go." ”

company

The lunch break is a time when women gather together to talk about gossip.

Xiang Congtong, a designer in his early 28s, said excitedly: "I saw that Lin Luo and Mr. Ye kissing at the elevator yesterday." ”

As soon as these words came out, several people were surprised: "Ah......"

A colleague mocked: "No wonder she can climb to this position at such a young age......"

A few people looked clear: "Tsk, it turns out that I have done a lot of kung fu in bed." ”

"Yes, I also heard that she is the youngest daughter of Qiao Wei, an entrepreneur in Z City, who pushed her sister down the stairs seven years ago and stayed in the hospital for more than half a year. ”

"Mercy, what do you think?"

Wang Lianmeng, who was called, smiled: "You don't know yet, I was always with Qiao Surong on the eve of seven years." ”

After her unintentional remark, everyone had an epiphany, it turned out to be a junior.

Outside the pantry, the heroine of gossip, Lin Luo stood there with a document in her hand, and the expression on her face did not fluctuate abnormally.

Wang Bin, the general manager of Xuan in Z City, looked at her playfully: "Why do you hear them talking about you, don't you have any ideas?"

"Should I have a reaction?" Lin Luo asked rhetorically, his face was full of indifference, as if the person they were discussing inside was not her.

As early as the days of Qiaojia, the rumors she heard were even dozens of times worse than these, and her ability in this society was more important, as long as she had the strength, she would naturally shut them up, so why bother with these.

Wang Bin rarely saw a person who could remain calm in such a situation, and his heart had a great change in his image of her, he originally thought that she would be a delicate rose under the protection of that man.

"I'm going to work first, general manager. ”

Lin Luo walked into his studio and closed the door, sitting in his position and having no time to work. She didn't remember knowing the person named Wang Lianmeng, but why did she know so much about her own affairs.