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On the third day, Yan Nuo came to work at JL Entertainment.

Finally, I don't feel like I'm being watched invisibly.

But along the way, everyone was looking at her with a kind of envy.

Yan Nuo didn't care at all, but when she came to the door of her office and pushed the door open.

No matter how calm and calm he is on weekdays, he can't help but be a little surprised.

Her office, which used to be empty, is now ......

The place was full of roses, and only a small path about a meter wide was set aside for her to enter the office.

It's like acting in a TV series.

The office with the curtains undrawn was full of sunlight, reflecting the red of the place.

In the center of each bouquet of roses is a pink card, and the roses are delicately lined up on both sides, some with a little morning dew.

It's good-looking, it's just not for her.

Yan Nuo frowned, and while he was about to ask someone to dispose of the flowers, he also realized that something was wrong.

Zou Linkai is not that rich at all.

Regardless of whether yesterday's bouquet of roses was given by Zou Linkai, today, it must not be.

Yan Nuo walked into the office, closed the door, and in the middle of the rose-paved road, she squatted down and took out a pink card.

When the boxy pink card was opened, there were only three words that were elegant and chic.

I'm sorry

The three words are very open, and the black pen is vigorous and powerful.

With just one glance, Yan Nuo's pupils shrank violently, flashing in disbelief.

As if he wanted to confirm something, Yan Nuo reached out and pulled out several nearby pink cards.

She opened them one by one very quickly.

The words inside are all exactly the same - I'm sorry.

Style, handwriting......

It's all the same.

Yan Nuo was stunned, and his body, which was originally squatting, suddenly became weak and sat directly on the ground.

Around, in addition to roses, there was a messy pink card around her.

She shook her hand holding the card violently, and then, tears instantly rolled down from the corners of her eyes and landed on the card, pasting the black letters on it.

She clenched the card tightly and placed it on her chest.

Crying silently, he suddenly burst into a smile, flamboyant and brilliant.

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Ten minutes ago, JL Entertainment, Penthouse Office.

A man in a suit sits at his desk, his sleeves rolled up in two tiers, a pen in his slender hand, and elegantly and intently reviewing documents.

In his huge office, on the leather sofa next to him, sat a man in a sweatshirt.

On the man's lap, with a computer, in his ears, with headphones.

What was playing on the computer screen was Yan Nuo who pushed open the office door.

The man in the sweatshirt stayed on the person on the screen for a long time, his gaze was obsessive and gentle.

The ink-dyed black eyes, in addition to warmth, also have a faint distress.

The man in the suit looked away from the document, looked sideways at the man on the side, and saw that he was still locked on the computer screen, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain: "You've been watching it for a few days, what's the point of hiding behind her through the screen, why don't you go to her directly?" ”

In response to him, there was a silent air.

The man sitting in the office chair turned the pen in his hand and shook his head helplessly, not intending to give him any face.

He debunked him locally: "Just because I'm afraid of facing her, so I returned to China for so many days, and you engaged in tailgating?" Voyeurism?! ”

Although the man on the couch had headphones in both ears, he was absolutely convinced. With this thing's hearing, he absolutely heard what he said.