When Song Anyang said he was sorry, he blurted out almost unconsciously.

Because in her work and her previous life, these three words are almost everywhere.

She used to work as a salesperson at Oi, facing difficult customers, colleagues who blushed at each other, and a boss who put on a proud face.

If you don't want to lose your job inexplicably, you have to learn to be submissive.

Even if someone gives you a slap, it is impossible to return it immediately, because she has always been a person who needs to work, make ends meet, and show revenge.

She has no background, no astonishing knowledge, and even her appearance is ordinary.

The ordinary is like a pebble thrown on the side of the road, inconspicuous.

Pei Yue's words reminded her a lot in an instant, thinking of the black pot she carried when she first entered Oi, and the apology she said, no one ever cared whether it was right or wrong.

Even Li Siqi later just told her coldly: Let you say sorry, and there will be no less meat, you don't care who is right and who is wrong.

Sometimes, life is really like a glass of water in your mouth, whether it is hot or cold, only you can experience it and bear it.

She didn't know what Pei Yue had experienced before, but she could see that Pei Yue lived with more dignity than her.

Whether it was rumored or the joint invitation of the six major enterprises, even Pei Xiaomei, who entered the bureau and was offered by others, was also allowed to let him call and drink.

Suddenly, Song Anyang felt that even though she tried hard to convince her heart to touch such an unreachable person, she always found the distance between them without opinion.

It is not formed overnight, but a fact that has been gathered in the long days of the past and cannot be changed.

Song Anyang thought a little distracted, maybe it was a man's words, it really touched her heart.

Seeing that the woman had been calm and didn't answer, the man's face suddenly sank, and he grabbed the woman's shoulder and shouted: "Anyang, did you hear that?" ”

The man's voice was low, his face was cold and resolute, and he had slowly reined in his previous anger.

Song Anyang heard that the man called her again, came back to his senses, hurriedly raised his eyes, glanced at the man, and then saw the man's face was hazy, and he was slightly stunned.

She opened her mouth to speak, but when the words came to her lips, she took them back.

It's true that I'm running out of words, and I don't know how to answer, and in the end I only have to nod again and again.

Seeing that the woman was a little absent-minded, the man's face sank suddenly, the hand clasped on the woman's shoulder tightened slightly, his thin lips were closed, and he wanted to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything, and slowly turned around and hugged the woman and continued to go home.

After taking the subway for one stop, it was closer to the way home, and the road was not as congested as before.

The man made a phone call, and after a while, someone hurriedly drove the car to Pei Yue and sent Pei Yue and Song Anyang back to the palace.

Song Anyang once again realized that her intention to take the subway was a very much proposal.

Because Pei Yue's driver will not only take the broad road, but also not block any road; Where you can bypass the trail and not get stuck in traffic, you are very familiar.

Maybe the driver who drove before was not familiar with the road, so he was blocked.

When he got out of the car, Song Anyang suddenly recalled the previous driver's action of wiping sweat, and couldn't help but ask the man: "You won't fire the previous driver, right?" ”

When the words fell, Song Anyang remembered the driver's affairs more clearly.

Not only is it constantly wiping sweat, but even my hands are shaking constantly, and I seem to be nervous.

Thinking of this, Song Anyang took a breath and felt that she seemed to be a little nosy.

However, the atmosphere that had been silent for a long time between Song Anyang and Pei Yue was broken because of the driver's incident.

"Let's see."

The man was silent for a moment, gently opened his lips, and replied to Song Anyang ambiguously, as if he disdained to talk about this kind of thing.

But the woman's answer to the man was a little anxious, and she continued to speak: "Actually, he must be the first time to help you drive, and he is not familiar with the road, so he will drive to the place where there is a traffic jam, you give him more opportunities, the capital is so big, he will definitely be able to remember it, and he will no longer let you get stuck in traffic." ”

Song Anyang took a breath and said a lot of things, although she didn't know the driver, she didn't want him to lose his job.

The man did not object to what the woman said, but when a woman could say so much for a stranger, he suddenly felt a sense of neglect.

Turned around and walked a few steps towards the woman, looked down at the woman in front of him, and said coldly: "You can help strangers say a lot of good things!?" Well. ”

The man's voice was a little angry, and his voice was subdued; In the dark eyes, there was a wave of anger.

Hearing this, Song Anyang's face was slightly stunned, he raised his eyes and glanced at the man, and carefully lowered his head, hesitated in his heart, but still replied: "My father's profession is also a driver." Song Anyang's voice was a little low.

Although she has always felt that there is nothing wrong with her father's profession, in front of Pei Yue, her father's profession is dwarfed.

The gap is really far.

When the man heard the woman mention his father-in-law, he lowered his eyes slightly, and chewed on it quite seriously: "Dad, his profession is also a driver." The man was a little surprised, but he still knew about it.

In fact, he didn't think about interfering in the original life of Song Anyang's family, but now that he heard the woman mention it, he put this matter on his mind.

But after putting this matter aside, the man's mind returned to the woman.

Stopped, stood straight in front of the woman, and said in a deep voice: "I'm home, it's time to answer the previous question." After speaking, the man raised his hand, clasped the shoulders of another person, his dark eyes, staring at the woman's slightly stunned little face, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Song Anyang heard that the man mentioned the previous incident again, his eyes were slightly stunned, and his face was pale...... All of a sudden, it turned red.

Busy hanging his head, instinctively trying to avoid it.

As soon as Song Anyang avoided it, the man reached out and scooped the person up, hugging the princess quite strongly.

The instant spinning of the world made Song Anyang a little dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he was already held in the arms of the man.

"What are you doing? Let go. ”

As soon as Song Anyang settled in the man's arms, he immediately struggled.

Not only is she very unaccustomed to it, but she is also very scared that this will still be downstairs in the palace, and if she is seen, she will really have to find a crack in the ground and bury her whole body in it.

She could accept him holding her and holding her, but only if she could touch the ground with her feet.

But now she can't touch the ground with her feet, she only feels weird, and she is at a loss.

When the man saw the woman struggling, not only did he not let go, but he clenched his hands slightly and replied in a low voice: "Then what do you call me." ”