This night, Sun Yirou did not sleep peacefully.

The next day, she went to work with a pair of panda eyes, but the lascivious director Qiao Bingliang did not come.

It is said that he fell at home last night, broke the bridge of his nose and was going to the hospital, and the work of the property was temporarily handed over to the accountant Chen Xiang to take over.

After lunch, Sun Yirou just picked up the lunch box and walked to the water room, when Ye Changhe, the owner of the community, broke in.

"What about the person in charge of your property, get out of here!"

Sun Yirou put down the lunch box and greeted him: "The director is not here, Mr. Ye ......"

"Who are you? Can you call the shots? If you can't be the master, get out of the way! ”

He slammed into the director's office, knocking down the piles of papers on the desk.

Sun Yirou blocked him, was pushed away by him, staggered and crashed into the filing cabinet next to him, the filing cabinet shook, the contents fell out, and Sun Yirou was held by a strong big hand.

She turned her head sideways and saw Li Wei, her face swollen red.

Ye Changhe went into the director's office and walked around, and when he saw that there was really no one, he ran out in a hurry.

"Find someone who can call the shots and tell me that when you collect property fees, you are very active, and when something happens, you will pass the buck and perfunctory, let me ask you, why has no one taken care of the water leakage in my house? I just spent 200,000 yuan to renovate the house, and it was flooded like this, and you haven't solved it for me for so long, and if you can't solve it, my loss will be borne by your property. ”

This person's name is Ye Changhe, and he is the owner of this dilapidated community, and he is notoriously difficult.

He came to look for him several times before because of this incident, but he was sent away by the director Qiao Bingliang.

Today, looking at his posture, he won't leave if he can't get a result.

Sun Yirou stood firm, took a deep breath and took two steps forward: "Mr. Ye, we have reported your problem, but because we have not been able to contact the owner of your upstairs, we ......"

"Can't get in touch?" Ye Changhe sneered and shouted: "Is it the reason that I can't be contacted?" If you can't get in touch, you want to send me away, how can it be so cheap, I tell you, if you can't solve it, you will directly pay me money. ”

"Mr. Ye, your house is private property, not under the responsibility of our property, your house was flooded due to the unauthorized renovation of the water pipeline upstairs, all we can do is to try our best to contact the other party for you to negotiate a solution......"

"You solve the, you solve it?" Ye Changhe's face changed, and he stepped forward with a hideous face, grabbed Sun Yirou's collar and pulled it in front of him.

"Private property, not under the control of your property, heh! Then let me ask you, what is the purpose of paying so much property fee every year? Is it just to feed you bunch of waste...... Yes! Who? ”

Ye Changhe didn't finish speaking, and suddenly screamed like killing a pig.

"If you want to beat or scold, remember to find the right person, why shout at an innocent woman!" A deep voice rang out unhappily overhead.

Ye Changhe's finger on Sun Yirou's collar was bent by Li Wei, Ye Changhe twitched in pain, and his face turned pale and took a step back.

He glared at Li Wei in disbelief: "You...... Do you dare to hit me? ”

He glared at his security uniform, looking at the sturdy figure of the other man who was tall and tall with his own head, even if he was angry, he didn't dare to come hard.

Indignantly took a step back: "Okay, you wait for me, I won't give up like this today, you wait for me!" With that, he turned around and ran.

The others entered the door after lunch, and they were stunned when they saw the mess in the place.

Accountant Chen Xiang was furious: "What's the matter? Sun Yirou, you can't do a good report, can you even look at a house? ”

Sun Yirou bit her lip and wanted to refute a few words, but her face was swollen and red and she didn't speak.

Li Wei took the cigarette hanging from his ear, knocked it in his palm, folded his legs, and kicked down a chair with a bang.

His ass rested on the desk and glanced at Chen Xiang with a warning in his eyes.

Chen Xiang shut up and swept his colleagues behind him with cold eyes: "Quickly clean up here, there will be leaders to check in the afternoon, what does it look like?" ”

He walked into the office with his sleeves flicked his sleeves, the door closed, and the shaking desk and chair swayed, showing his displeasure.

The others were lying on the ground picking up, picking up, picking up, only Li Wei sat on the desk with half of his buttocks, his head held high, and his face did not change.

He lit a cigarette with his head sideways, and a white mist curled up, blurring his resolute and cold outline.

His legs are slender and straight, his shoulders are broad and his waist is narrow, and his chest muscles are strong.

Even if such an ordinary dark green security uniform is worn on him, he can wear the posture of a supermodel.

Some of the young female colleagues looked at him shyly with blushing faces.

Sun Yirou bent down to pick up the surrounding documents, but was pulled by Li Wei's long hand and pulled between his legs.

"Have you eaten?"

So many colleagues watched, and they were so close.

Sun Yirou's face was flushed, and she felt the heat in his mouth rushing straight to her face, and the ambiguous kiss from last night came back to her mind.

Sun Yirou nodded quickly, turned sideways, and dodged his legs.

Li Wei stroked the top of his head with one hand, brushed a handful of hair, and looked at her red face like a tomato: "Do you know how to make dumplings?" ”

Sun Yirou was stunned, and nodded lightly after reacting.

"I like fennel stuffing."

After speaking, he got up from the desk as if no one was around, put one hand in his pocket, took a cigarette in the other, took a few puffs, and strode out.

Sun Yirou knew that everyone was looking at her suspiciously.

She bit her lip, bent down to pick up the surrounding papers and put them on the table, buried her face in the papers, and fanned them hard, unstoppably hot.

……

After getting off work at 5 o'clock, Sun Yirou went to a nearby supermarket to buy 10 yuan of pork, a handful of fennel, and went back to the attic to wrap dumplings.

1 hour later, a pot of fragrant dumplings came out of the pot, she held it nervously, hesitantly moved on the slow platform, and finally walked down.

The door opened, and there was a man standing inside.

Standing with Li Wei, his height was only as high as his chest, and he looked thin and thin.

The hair is shorter than Li Wei's, close to baldness.

The eyes are elongated, the skin is dark, and there is a distinct scar on the neck that looks a little hideous.

Sun Yirou put down the dumplings and said in a timid voice: "The dumplings you want." ”

She turned around and was about to run, but Li Wei grabbed her hand quickly: "Eat together, and then leave after eating." ”

"No...... No, I made an appointment with a friend. ”

Friend?

Li Wei raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Man? ”

Sun Yirou bit her lip and lowered her head and refused to speak.

Li Wei let go of her, his face a little cold.

I walked to the table, grabbed the hot dumplings with my hands and stuffed them into my mouth, and I didn't know the taste of food.

"Salty!"