[Volume 4] 125. Dirty my hands
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If Ye Lan couldn't recognize who she was from her appearance before, then now after seeing the bracelet, she knows why the person in front of her makes her annoying.
"Zhao Qianwen, what the vase said is that you are not happy to come to fight with me, I will make you unable to even make a vase"
Ye Lan has not forgotten how he lost his bracelet, nor has he forgotten why he has menstrual cramps, all thanks to this woman
"Xiaolan, you just called her Zhao Qianwen, she is the slut who snatched your bracelet back then"
In the years of junior high school, Nie Xiaoru didn't study in the same school as Ye Lan, so she didn't recognize it, she only remembered that Ye Lan had told her about this person.
"Yes, that's her"
Ye Lan's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the anger buried in her heart exploded instantly, only to see her approaching Zhao Qianwen step by step, and the heavy footsteps hit Zhao Qianwen's heart.
At this time, Zhao Qianwen also recognized Ye Lan, and when she saw Ye Lan's fierce eyes, she shrunk her neck in fear, and kept retreating, but when she took a step back, Ye Lan took a step closer, until she couldn't retreat.
"What do you want to do, I'll tell you, this is the company"
The implication is that she is the general manager of the company, and if Ye Lan dares to mess around, she can make Ye Lan lose his job in minutes.
"What about the company Zhao Qianwen, the old accounts of the year, shouldn't you calculate it well, um?"
threat
Ye Lan sneered disdainfully, for her, this job is lost, and she can find another one, there is no need to hang on this tree to be angry.
"Ye Lan, you really aren't afraid at all, even if I didn't snatch your bracelet back then, there was still another person to rob it, just like your bear, there was no way to keep the bracelet, if it fell into my hands, I could still keep it intact, but it wasn't necessarily in the hands of others. ”
is really a slut who is inconsistent with the outside, and it is reasonable to snatch someone else's bracelet, sure enough, Zhao Qianwen's words successfully made Ye Lan so angry that his face turned black.
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A crisp slap sounded, echoing in the small office.
Zhao Qianwen, who was leaning against the wall, stared at Ye Lan in disbelief, and covered her rapidly swollen face, she could still feel a burst of fishy sweetness in her mouth, and a hot pain on her face.
"Zhao Qianwen, I really don't want to hit you, do you know why, because you are so disgusting, I hit you, and I dirty my hands"
After speaking, Ye Lan walked to the desk and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.
In fact, her hands are not dirty at all, but her disgusted little appearance is as if she has just scratched poop.
Zhao Qianwen, who was slapped in the face, listened to Ye Lan's words, and saw Ye Lan's movements again, she was so angry that her face turned blue and red, like a palette, which was very exciting.
"Xiaolan is right, hitting you is really dirty with your own hands, well, let's change to a gentler move. ”
Nie Xiaoru's eyes rolled a few times, and then poured the unfinished milk tea on Zhao Qianwen's body.
"Ahh
A scream resounded throughout the office, loud enough to attract other employees.
But at this moment, Mo Jingchen also came to Ye Lan's office, and when he saw these employees gathered here to watch the excitement, he swept over with a cold look, and immediately frightened those employees and fled.
"What's going on"
Mo Jingchen walked in with elegant steps, and after glancing at the embarrassed Zhao Qianwen, he asked Nie Xiaoru and Ye Lan about it.
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