On the second day after returning to the east of the city, Mr. Han settled the previous month's salary for Rong Sheng and gave her a raise.

In the evening, she went home and handed over her salary to Chi Shan.

After a few more days, Rong Xun began to resume updates online.

Originally, Rong Sheng was the editor in charge of him, but I don't know how to talk to her that day, Mr. Han came to talk to her, and said that he would arrange someone to be responsible for Rong Xun's publicity and recommendation.

It's all work anyway, but Rong Sheng doesn't care.

But what she didn't expect was that the person arranged by Mr. Han turned out to be Tang Xin.

Just when Mr. Han asked people to piece together a table and chair in her office, the woman had already stepped on high heels and walked in from outside.

At this time, she took off the sunglasses on her face, looked at her proudly and said hello, "Miss Chi, right?" We meet again. ”

Tang Xin is like a clown jumping beam, wantonly showing off in front of Rong Sheng that she doesn't care about problems at all.

Rong Sheng sneered, she leaned her back back, and replied casually, "Yes, it's really fateful." ”

An inexplicable gaze fell on the other table that had just been added next to her desk, and Rong Shang raised the corners of her lips amusedly.

This guy, the office is also crowded with his rival, this habit is really special.

Seeing that she was looking at her desk, Tang Xin smiled proudly and walked towards her.

For a moment, as the chair was pulled away, Tang Xin sat down on her side, and her hand painted with French nails slowly landed on the mouse in front of her.

"Chi Yue, after the dream-"

"Miss Tang."

Before Tang Xin's words were finished, Rong Sheng suddenly interrupted her words, and the people also came closer.

The bright facial features were close at hand, Tang's heart jumped, and she subconsciously asked, "What?" ”

But at this time, a strand of long hair was gently pinched by the woman on her hand, Tang Xin looked at her head-on, and the woman's beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be disgusted and affectionate, and only one glance made people lose their souls.

Tang Xin lost his mind in an instant, but he heard Rong Shang's lazy and sexy voice say slowly, "I said, the person Miss Tang likes shouldn't be me, right?" ”

"Otherwise, why does Miss Tang follow me wherever I go?"

"You ......" Tang Xin blushed when she said it, "You are talking nonsense." ”

"You are a woman, how can I like you?"

If it weren't for the fact that she was Rong Xun's girlfriend, she wouldn't want to look at her.

"Huh." The smile on the corner of his mouth tightened, and Rong Shang's eyes suddenly turned a little colder, "It's not this, it's that you're looking for a sense of existence." ”

"Didi—"

"Didi—"

At this point, the buckle on the computer kept ringing.

Rong Sheng turned around and began to click on the messages and reply one by one.

And Tang Xin on the side had a dark face, "What kind of presence do I need to find?" ”

"You don't look at how many years I've known Rong Xun, and how long you've known him."

"You should have told him these things, not me."

There are people in the human race who think so inexplicably.

In Rong Shang's opinion: stupid to the extreme.

"Is there anything else I need to say about my relationship with him?" Not happy with her attitude, Tang Xin's words began to break a little.

But she never knew what kind of woman she was facing in front of her.

Just as her words fell, Rong Sheng suddenly turned around.

Tang Xin couldn't see if she was pushing the chair or what, all in all, she came to the front of her in an instant, and pinched her jaw all of a sudden.

"Ugh."