Rooftop.

Feng Hanchen was pushed by Mu Qingqing, and with a "bang", he hit the hard wall!

There was a sharp pain in his back, but the physical pain was far from being worth the pain that she had at the moment!

The wild wind blew from all directions, accompanied by her chilling words, and it was like a June snow that instantly froze his heart.

No longer grabbing her hand in vain, he leaned against the wall behind him and slowly closed his eyes, "So, you just let Yoyo send that recording to a meager point to deliberately stimulate Qin Rou, saying that I was with you last night?" You hate me so much, you want to let me fail? ”

Mu Qingqing was stunned, "What recording?" ”

When she clocked in in the morning, Kang Qinrou seemed to have mentioned some recordings, saying that she was "shameless evidence"?

Facing the fierce wind and sand, Feng Hanchen opened his eyes, and looked into the bottom of her pupils with deep eyes, only to see a blank and ignorant. Thinking that he was wrong to blame her, it must have been Yoyo who made this recording incident in order to vent his anger for her.

He collected the pain on his face, reached out to pull her, and when she struggled again, he took out a brand new name tag from the pocket of his shirt, and gently put it on Mu Qingqing's neck, "I only found this photo, you will use it, and I will change it to a good-looking one for you in the future." ”

Mu Qingqing lowered her head and picked up the name tag on her chest-

The photo column on the left is posted with a photo taken by Feng Hanchen on the shore of Sutiliu when the company organized a trip to West Lake last year. The fuchsia ruffle-collared chiffon shirt is reflected in a green sky of willows, which is very beautiful.

I still remember that day when his warm big hand held her, strolling all the way to the West Lake at sunset, and affectionately made a vow not to marry in this life.

It's just that the years pass by, and the oath goes with the wind.

In just one year, Jun's heart is no longer like my heart, and he is already a gentleman's wife.

Mu Qingqing took off the name tag on her chest with a cold face, "I don't need to worry about Manager Feng's business." ”

Feng Hanchen held her hand tightly, "Be obedient, I will do everything I can for you, but don't provoke her." Qingqing, remember, you can do whatever you want to me, but she won't show mercy to your men, you know? ”

His voice was hoarse and deep, his eyebrows were deep, but there was no fear or panic that came out of fear.

However, no matter what he was thinking, he no longer had anything to do with her. Isn't it?

Mu Qingqing took advantage of Feng Hanchen's momentary distraction, struggled to break free from his grip, turned his head and left: "If the same is true, I will also give it to you." I wish you all a hundred years of happiness! ”

On the empty rooftop, a name tag with a photograph torn out was angrily discarded on the gray ground, just as she had abandoned him in a desperate way.

The tall body slowly squatted down, the man picked up the mutilated and blank name tag on the ground, and his warm fingertips were tightly covered with the three words "Mu Qingqing", and a trace of bone-eating tenderness crossed his cold and profound facial features, "......"

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A few minutes later, Mu Qingqing returned to her seat.

Fang Qingwan's internal phone called, "Mr. Kang wiped the cool oil you sent." ”

Surprisingly, it turned out to be an affirmative statement, as if she had known the result for a long time.

In the office across the door, Fang Qingwan smiled meaninglessly, "Didn't Kang always say that this smells good?" ”

Mu Qingqing: "......"

Even this knows? It's amazing!

Fang Qingwan smiled meaningfully again, "It's good." ”