When Qian Chiye came back again, it was already past one o'clock in the night.

With the smell of alcohol, he walked straight to the door of Qian Yidie's bedroom and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

Regardless of whether she was asleep or not, she reached out and turned on the light switch in the room.

The light instantly lit up the room, and she was awakened by the light, and she moved, looking at him with slightly squinted eyes.

After seeing that it was him, his eyes dodged without a trace.

Qian Chiye looked at the house, it had been cleaned up by her, and he didn't see the mess when he left.

And her birthday has passed.

After standing at the door for a long time, the phrase "Happy Birthday" was still swallowed in my throat.

Turn off the lights and leave her room.

It's the depths of winter, and the snow is getting even more wanton.

Song Huayi, as before, finished the last class of the afternoon, and walked to Zhan Shaoyin's company with an umbrella.

When I first arrived downstairs at the company, I saw a white Mercedes-Benz parked outside the company.

She didn't pay much attention to it, stood on the porch and put away her umbrella, shook off the snow foam on the umbrella, and got into the company.

The heating was turned on in the company, which made Song Huayi feel a lot warmer.

Because it was working time, the hall was quiet, except for the front desk, there was only one aunt left who was cleaning.

Song Huayi has been here many times, and everyone in the company knows her, and she is very free to enter and exit.

When I walked to the elevator door, I found that the elevator was coming out of the floor where Zhan Shaoyin's office was located at the moment.

She pressed the elevator button up, but the elevator stopped on that floor for a long time without moving.

I thought it might be that a customer was about to leave, standing at the elevator door and saying a few words.

After waiting for half a minute, he finally saw the elevator come down, Song Huayi lowered his head and took off his handbag and scarf, and touched the pastries inside through the bag with his hand, which was still hot.

"Ding Dong-" The elevator door reached the first floor and slowly opened.

Song Huayi was stunned when she saw the woman standing in the elevator, Meng Qianjun was also slightly surprised, and then adjusted the mink shawl that had slipped off her shoulders with her hands, hooked her red lips and smiled, "Such a coincidence? ”

Song Huayi laughed: "Sister Meng is not busy with rehearsals, and she still has time to come here to wander around?" ”

Meng Qianjun looked at the things Song Huayi was holding in her hand, although she smiled and said nothing, there was obviously a trace of disdain in her expression.

Compared with Meng Qianjun, who was wearing a long skirt that outlined her figure, Song Huayi, who was wearing a thick down jacket and holding an umbrella, scarf, gloves and pastry bag in her hand at the moment, really felt that her temperament at the moment was not as good as Meng Qianjun.

Meng Qianjun also got out of the elevator with a proud smile, and when she passed by Song Huayi's side, she said in a voice that only Song Huayi could hear: "This look, don't come to the company to embarrass Yin." ”

Song Huayi's back stiffened, and she turned her head to look at Meng Qianjun who was twisting the waist of the water snake and stepping on high heels to leave, although she was dissatisfied, she also knew that in terms of temperament, she did lose to Meng Qianjun today.

Walking into the elevator, Song Huayi looked at his clothes on the mirrored wall of the elevator.

Before comparing with the sexy and mature Meng Qianjun, she never felt that there was anything wrong with her clothes like this, big cotton clothes and jeans, which are very common outfits in school.

But when you get to Meng Qianjun, look at the sexy velvet skirt with the mink shawl full of wealth, exquisite makeup, coiled hair, red nails and small high heels.

From the inside to the outside, there are four words: exquisite lady.

&nbs-->>

p; Such a delicate, mature and temperamental woman is indeed a good match when standing next to Zhan Shaoyin.

It seems that she can't wear such casual clothes in the future, it's cold and cold anyway, she can't freeze to death, don't next time she meets Meng Qianjun again, people are dressed like a noble queen, but she is wrapped like a bear.

"Ding Dong-" The elevator door opened, Song Huayi looked in the mirror again, and suddenly felt a little unbrave to see Zhan Shaoyin.

He just met with such a beautiful and moving Meng Qianjun, and when he saw her dressed so casually again, would he secretly compare and then give her a negative score.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Huayi looked up in astonishment, and saw Zhan Shaoyin standing outside the elevator looking at her.

He was wearing a dark gray double-breasted suit, even though he had been working all day, he still looked meticulous, and then glanced at himself on the elevator wall, Song Huayi himself began to feel that he had long disliked her and embarrassed him for coming to the company?

"What are you doing if you don't come out?"

Song Huayi pursed her lips and walked out of the elevator, glanced at him, and didn't speak.

Zhan Shaoyin frowned slightly, naturally noticed her strange appearance, turned around and said to Qiao Mingcan, "You go to the conference room first, I'll go over later." ”

Qiao Mingcan nodded, took the folder handed over by Zhan Shaoyin, and left in the direction of the conference room.

After Qiao Mingcan walked away, Zhan Shaoyin turned on Song Huayi and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Bullied at school? ”

Song Huayi shook his head, and hesitantly handed over the bag containing the pastries in his hand: "...... The one I brought to you is still hot. ”

As she handed it over, one of the gloves she was holding in her arms and the scarf fell to the ground.

Zhan Shaoyin originally stretched out his hand to pick up her pastry bag, but instead bent down and stretched out to the ground, picking up her gloves, although the ground was spotlessly clean, he still symbolically patted the dust on the gloves, stuffed them into the pocket of her cotton clothes, and said to her: "I'm going to a meeting, you go to the office and wait for me first." ”

Song Huayi originally wanted to come to his office to play, but after being said by Meng Qianjun, she was in no mood to play now, and just wanted to leave quickly.

He excused himself and said, "...... I made an appointment to go shopping, and they were waiting for me downstairs. ”

Zhan Shaoyin twisted his eyebrows again, as if he was lost, and muttered: "You didn't come specifically to find me." ”

Then she took the pastry in her hand, "Go ahead, take care of your own safety." ”

Song Huayi nodded, turned around and pressed the elevator door to enter the elevator, but Zhan Shaoyin stopped her again: "Come back." ”

She looked back in confusion, and saw him coming over, reaching out and pulling the zipper of her cotton coat that was only pulled to her chest to the top at once, and straightening her hat again before she was satisfied: "Go ahead." ”

Song Huayi stood in the elevator and watched him go directly to the conference room with the bag of pastries.

When Zhan Shaoyin arrived at the conference room, the meeting was delayed for a few minutes because of his absence.

Everyone else was holding paper and pen documents in their hands, only Zhan Shaoyin was holding a box of tempting pastries in his hand, which was also the first time everyone saw Zhan Shaoyin eating during a meeting.

Or is it a sweet tooth that he doesn't usually like to eat at all.

But everyone doesn't think it's strange, they all know that Zhan San Shaoyi has abnormal behavior, so much of it is related to his baby wife.

Song Huayi recently made him a small snack every once in a while, complaining that he always hurt her, saying that it was sweet for him to eat more sweets.

He also didn't refuse because it was made by her, and her craftsmanship was not bad, and gradually he didn't resist sweets so much.