Not long after she arrived home, Wu Xiaomei came over and was surprised to see the untouched gift box on her table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yingying, why is the box still there, it can't be a disgusting thing, right?" Speaking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little weak. This is a nuclear carving handicraft, which was given to her by the boss of the company she went to on this business trip, saying that it was a good thing.

She doesn't know the doorway in this regard, but looking at this high-end and high-grade packaging, she thinks that it will not be bad, so she borrows flowers to offer Buddha.

Qiao Yingying hurriedly waved her hand: "No." Mr. Yes said that this time it was mainly Mr. He who took the initiative to help, and he couldn't accept this gift, so you could give it to Mr. He directly. ”

She said, bowing her head and snickering twice. Guan Mufeng didn't even see her face, how could she say this, but she wanted to help He Feng and talked nonsense herself.

"So?" Wu Xiaomei frowned suddenly, thinking that she still couldn't escape and wanted to meet him.

Qiao Yingying saw her hesitation, and quickly fanned her ears again: "Sister Xiaomei, don't you often tell me that people should know how to repay their kindness, Mr. He helped you, you don't thank others, isn't it a little unreasonable?" ”

Wu Xiaomei choked when she heard this, and her face was a little strange. Since she knew that Qiao Yingying's great benefactor was Guan Mufeng, she often told a story similar to a girl being saved by a boy in front of Qiao Yingying, and then thanked him, and finally promised her a personal promise, and told her that this is called Zhi'en Tubao. Sure enough, when they came out, they all had to pay it back. She was silent in her heart.

"Okay, I know, I'm not without conscience, so I'll invite him to dinner." Wu Xiaomei resigned herself to her fate, took out her mobile phone and called He Feng.

He Feng had already gotten the news of Qiao Yingying, and was waiting for it with his mobile phone, Wu Xiaomei just dialed it, and it was connected as soon as the bell rang.

A few minutes later, Qiao Yingying looked at the thumbs up expression He Feng sent to her on the tablet, and couldn't help but smile with crooked eyebrows.

Mr. He is a good person, and Sister Xiaomei should be very happy with him.

As if she had received some comfort, the gloom in her heart was dispelled, and she cheered up again and took an English test paper to do.

Remembering that she had a headache and panic when she saw the test paper at the beginning, Qiao Yingying couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and suddenly remembered a sentence: Habits are terrible.

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In the next few days, adhering to the principle that it would be fine if she didn't see Guan Mufeng, Qiao Yingying pinched the time, always arrived at the villa after Guan Mufeng left, and cooked before he went home and left, and the two really couldn't meet.

On Saturday, she went later than usual. According to Guan Mufeng's habit, he would go to the company before noon, and he should have left by this time.

Once inside, she habitually went to the bathroom first. The weather is hot, and she will sweat in the morning, so she needs to wash her face and cool off.

When Guan Mufeng came out of the gym on the third floor, he heard the movement downstairs, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and walked downstairs.

Qiao Yingying ran up the stairs briskly, and when she passed around the corner, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her, she didn't have time to stop, and suddenly hit her head.

Her speed is not slow, this impact force is really not small, Guan Mufeng couldn't help but snort, and his brows furrowed.

Qiao Yingying was also startled, and when she looked up, she saw Guan Mufeng clutching his chest, looking pained. She suddenly became anxious, and she didn't care that he was shirtless and sweaty, so she raised her little hand and touched and rubbed his bare chest for a while, looking worried: "Sir, whether it was broken or not, it's all my fault, I don't look at the road when I walk." ”