Besides, although the company does not have a photo of He Cheng, there are a lot of rumors about him, and if you listen to two or three things, you will feel that he is not a good person.

"Okay, okay, let's take a good look at the bubble drama brainwashing." Yan Huaijing stuffed some snacks into Song Meilun's hand again.

Song Meilun had to turn her grief and anger into appetite.

In the villa, Mu Zhuoyao was on the phone.

"How's it going?"

"Well, Mr. Mu, I found out that He Cheng is Ruan Manjun's cousin, and the relationship is okay, this time it is estimated that He Cheng did it on purpose, and I want to balance you through my wife." Assistant Zhao told the truth.

"Yes, got it." Mu Zhuoyao was about to hang up the phone. "Wait, what's going on with that?"

"Because the age is really old, there are not many people who can find it, and even if they do, they are not willing to reveal anything, so there is no progress yet." Assistant Zhao said.

"Well, let me know if anything changes." Mu Zhuoyao hung up the phone.

When she heard Ruan Manjun's words and sent Yan Huaijing to prison, she should hate herself.

Yan Huaijing lived in Song Meilun's house for several days, but Mu Zhuoyao didn't look for her or ask her to go home.

Feeling a little strange, I still went home, after all, I have been outside for so long.

"Mother Wang, I'm back." Yan Huaijing hadn't seen Wang Ma for several days, and shouted as soon as she entered the door.

"Madame is back." As soon as Wang Ma heard the voice, she ran out, "You haven't been at home for the past few days, and you've lost some vitality." ”

Yan Huaijing smiled, "It's so exaggerated." ”

Then I think about it, Mu Zhuoyao rarely speaks at home. The whole house was cold.

"Has Mu Zhuoyao come back in the past two days?" Yan Huaijing asked.

Otherwise, why didn't he urge himself to go home.

"When I came back, I ran to the study as soon as I came back, and I always forgot to eat." Wang Ma sighed.

No one can control Mr. Mu.

Yan Huaijing was surprised, and suddenly realized that she couldn't see through Mu Zhuoyao.

After thinking about it, let's hurry up and find another job, and it's too boring to stay at home for a few more days.

After Yan Huaijing left, Song Meilun also went back to work.

As soon as I walked downstairs for lunch, a magnetic voice came from behind me, "Song Meilun?" ”

interrogative sentence, and directly shouted the name.

Song Meilun is still wondering, there is no man she is particularly familiar with in the company, how can anyone call her.

When I turned around, I found He Cheng with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with a casual appearance, smiling.

Song Meilun's heart suddenly missed two beats, and she was stunned, what did Mr. He come to her for.

It's not like you're going to fire her squid.

"What? Don't know me? He Cheng stepped in front of Song Meilun in two and three steps.

"Mr. He, what's the matter with you?" Song Meilun asked vigilantly.

"It's okay, can't you talk to employees and eat?" He Cheng is funny, he is not a tiger, and he can't eat people, so what are you doing to guard against yourself.

"Then are you going down to the grassroots level to understand the people's feelings?" When Song Meilun heard that she wasn't here to fire him squid, she was relieved.

"Well, sort of it, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner." He Cheng and his generosity.

As the saying goes, if you want to get the girl you like, you have to get her best friend first.

Song Meilun wondered why He Cheng suddenly invited him to dinner and wanted to refuse, but after all, he still worked in He Cheng's company, so he should bend his waist for three buckets of rice.

"Whatever you want, order whatever you want." He Cheng waved his hand and handed the menu to Song Meilun to order first.

Song Meilun didn't shirk either, and ordered two dishes slightly.

"Eat so little, lose weight? You're not fat, you need to eat more. After speaking, He Cheng ordered two more dishes.

Song Meilun asked tremblingly, "Is there something wrong with Mr. He?" I was a little panicked when I was suddenly invited to dinner. ”

Now He Cheng smiled, "What's the panic, just chat casually, besides, I never show my face in front of employees, you are the first to know my identity." ”

"Don't talk about it." He Cheng blinked and made a shushing gesture.

Song Meilun's heart almost jumped out, who is He Cheng, who is he so gentle and considerate to her.

It's not at all like the arrogant and arrogant playboy that is rumored.

No wonder there are many women who like him one after another.

He really has something to like for girls.

Song Meilun's heartbeat accelerated a little, and she felt like she had been treated specially.

"Oh, no, no, I'll keep it a secret." Song Meilun came back to her senses and hurriedly replied.

"That's good." He Cheng tilted his head slightly, "By the way, did Yan Huaijing say anything?" ”

"Huh? No, but she still likes this job very much, and she is forced to resign, so you have to forgive her. Song Meilun didn't know what He Cheng meant.

But he still defended Yan Huaijing.

"Oh, I don't mean anything else, I just think it's a pity, Yan Huaijing's work ability, I still recognize it." He Cheng slowed his voice, and his pupils became much darker.

"Well, there's no way, Yan Yan also likes the company and likes this job." Song Meilun also lamented.

Of course, she wouldn't say that she complained about He Cheng and Mu Zhuoyao's gossip with Yan Huaijing in bed a few days ago.

"It's a pity." He Cheng was very sorry.

"You and Yan Huaijing are classmates?"

"Yes." Song Meilun didn't care about the question He asked, and replied directly.

"Then you have a good relationship, I really envy you." He Cheng asked himself the questions he wanted to know step by step.

Song Meilun didn't hide it, and answered them one by one.

Completely immersed in the gentleness that He Cheng gave her at the beginning.

"I had a great meal today, thank you for accompanying me to dinner." He Cheng said.

also probably learned some things about Yan Huaijing, and He Cheng was in a very good mood.

"Well, I should thank Mr. He for inviting me to dinner." Song Meilun was a little embarrassed, ate other people's food, and thanked her.

"Then hurry up and go to work, it's already half an hour, I'll talk to your supervisor, so she won't punish you." He Cheng raised his eyebrows, for women, he always knew what was the most effective method.

"Thank you, Mr. He." Song Meilun's face turned red.

Originally, she still thought that it would be a big deal to go back and be scolded, but He Cheng thought so thoughtfully for her.

The little sapling in Song Meilun's heart was secretly sprouting, and she always felt that she was a little different from He Cheng.

But Song Meilun didn't dare to think about it, it was just her inner thoughts.

On the way back to the office, I almost couldn't suppress my excitement.