The other two little secretaries exchanged glances and did not speak.

Wen Qiao smiled: "I know, I'll wait." ”

About twenty minutes later, Wen Qiao got up, and Theresa immediately followed suit, and Wen Qiao smiled, "I'm going to the bathroom." ”

"Miss Wen, you don't know where the bathroom is, I'll take you there."

Wincho thought that this was surveillance, but Trissa took her to the bathroom at the end of the hallway.

After entering the cubicle, Wen Qiao stepped on the toilet lid and reached out to hold the cubicle on the ceiling, her sense of direction was very good, even in the intricate ventilation ducts, she could still find the top of He Xihuai's office in three minutes.

There was a click, and a thunderbolt fell outside, which startled Wen Qiao, she gently moved a piece of the ceiling, and her eyes wandered in He Xihuai's huge office, but she didn't see his figure for a while.

So, Theresa wasn't lying? Is He Xihuai really not in the office?

There was another thunderbolt, and Wen Qiao was about to return the way he came, when he suddenly saw a person curled up in the corner of the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and in the dim light, the person seemed to be trembling slightly.

Wen Qiao suddenly remembered the celebration banquet that night, this scene and this scene, just like the picture at that time, Wen Qiao completely opened the ceiling, jumped over, and jumped down.

The man cowering behind the curtain was startled and looked at her in horror.

Wen Qiao approached, sure enough, it was He Xihuai, this time he didn't shed tears, but the panic on his face didn't look like he was acting.

Wen Qiao half-squatted down, and He Xihuai grabbed her hand: "It's you, sister." ”

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, he clutched her hand tightly.

Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "He Xihuai, do you want to pursue your dream in the entertainment industry?" What are you working on? ”

The lightning and thunder outside were almost tearing the sky out, and He Xihuai's body was also trembling violently.

Sweat rolled down his forehead.

It didn't seem like a pretend, after all, his secretary was strictly guarded and didn't want her to see this scene.

Wen Qiao looked at his watch, it had been five minutes since he came, and if he didn't go out, Theresa was about to break in, and she was about to pull her hand away: "I have to go." ”

He Xihuai grabbed her hand hard: "Sister, don't go." ”

Wincho: "Are you addicted to cosplay?" I have to go. ”

"I'm obedient, sister, don't go."

Wen Qiao pushed him away, jumped on his table with an arrow step, jumped hard, returned to the vent from the original opening, and just returned to the bathroom, a knock on the door sounded, and Theresa's somewhat anxious voice sounded: "Miss Wen, are you okay?" ”

Wen Qiao said impatiently: "You have to rush to the toilet, Miss Theresa is not so thoughtful about everything." ”

Theresa touched her nose, "I'm sorry. ”

Wincho came out of the bathroom and followed Theresa back to her office.

At the door, she glanced back at He Xihuai's office door: "He probably won't come back today." ”

Theresa: "I guess so. ”

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Forget it, I'll come back when I'm free." ”

Wen Qiao went downstairs, held an umbrella, and walked into the courtyard, looking back, He Xihuai's office was dark, and another thunder sounded, Wen Qiao remembered that his face was obviously different from usual, really like a helpless child.

Wen Qiao shook his head and left Huaihe.

She asked No. 3 to drive her to Jing'an Road.