Chen Aiqing stared at the three WeChat messages on the mobile phone screen for a long time, clicked on the nine-square grid and canceled, canceled and clicked again, and finally threw the phone aside first and sighed.

……

Returning to the top office area of the group, Rong Yi just stepped into the door and smelled a fragrant and greasy smell.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhao Zhen, who was nibbling on a roast suckling pig, raised his head, and when he saw Rong Yi, he rubbed his oil-stained lips with the back of his hand and said hello: "Brother Yi!" ”

With Zhao Zhen taking the lead, several colleagues who were gnawing on the roast suckling pig together shouted "Brother Yi" one after another.

Rong glanced at the entire office area with a bdifferent expression, and after saying "um", he carried a paper bag containing a thermos pot and entered the office.

Pulling out his chair and sitting down, he stared at the paper bag that was sitting on his desk for a long time.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table "buzzed" twice.

On the lit screen, a WeChat message popped up.

Rong Yi retracted his gaze, fixed his mind, and quickly picked up his mobile phone.

It's just that after clicking on WeChat, he saw the person who sent the message, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Dad: "Son, I made an appointment with your uncle to play mahjong, if your mother calls you and asks you, help me find a reason to explain." ”

Damn it.

and used me as a shield.

Rong Yi pursed the corners of his lips and replied casually. "Past, meaning to know, and then threw the phone back on the desk.

The gaze returned to the paper bag.

After looking at it for a while, Rong Yi reached out and took the paper bag out of it.

Somehow, two of the words she shouted as she stood on the side of the road rang in her ears.

"Just because you're my ex-boyfriend? To tell you the truth, in my opinion, you are a dead man, the kind of dead man who has died to ashes. ”

"Mr. Rong, please recognize it clearly, the person who is the least qualified to scold me in the world is you!"

Scold?

How can I be willing to scold you?

Even if I just yelled at you, it was because I was scared.

I'm afraid of losing you, completely lost.

But now......

Rong leaned back, leaned back in his chair, and looked up at the ceiling.

It wasn't until he felt that the white light on the top was a little dazzling, that he sat up straight, stared at the thermos pot in front of him, and let out a long breath.

Pressed the boot button of the laptop, Rong Yi picked up the water cup and got up, intending to go to the tea and drink the water.

Before leaving the office, he suddenly remembered something, turned back again, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and clicked on the takeaway software.

The delivery address was selected as the Fenglinyuan community where Chen Aiqing lived, and he ordered another drink in the milk tea shop where he ordered coconut water sago dew today, and when he settled the payment, the delivery time was set to 10 noon tomorrow.

After the operation was completed, Rong Yi took a charger out of the drawer, connected the power supply, put the mobile phone on the table to charge, and walked out of the office with a cup.

Unexpectedly, he stepped out of the office one second ago, and the next second the mobile phone vibrated strongly because of a phone call.

……

Before receiving Wen Yan's call, Ding Zhiyang was driving.

Fang Qing sat in the passenger seat, drooped her head, and obediently trained.

Ding Zhiyang: "How many times have I told you, you are still young, don't go out to eat with some inexplicable boys." ”

Fang Qing picked at the seat belt with her fingers, lifted her eyelids and glanced at him: "I'm not young, I'm twenty-three." ”