I rushed back to my apartment with a tearful face. The room in the darkness was quiet, without a trace of popularity, just like my cold heart at the moment.

I didn't dare to turn on my phone. The phone kept vibrating happily in the afternoon. Calls and messages poured in like a tidal wave. Xiaoru asked me in surprise on Tencent Tong what was going on, and the company seemed to explode.

During working hours, everyone is used to hanging buttons, how can they not receive that real-time news. Even if there is no specific community name or specific building in the news. Combined with the recent events, how could the people with a keen sense of smell question that "Nian Shuhua" is me.

Most of the classmates around me are office workers in the same city, so how can they not know.

I buried myself like an ostrich.

Perhaps, after today, tomorrow, everything will bloom again.

I deleted his phone, his WeChat, and his buckles. He is not my direct supervisor, and I have decided that I will not accept his direct assignment in the future. If he forced it, I would send me a letter of resignation.

In the past, it was thought that cutting ties with a person was a huge undertaking.

When I broke up with Zeng Weihua, I deleted phone calls, deleted messages, deleted photos, burned love letters, lost tokens, and lost miscellaneous items, and it took a day to clean up all the contacts.

Now, I'm done with just a few movements. He didn't give me anything, and we never had any token of commitment. If there is one, it is the bank card that once had a million deposits, and the unused condom that he bought at the convenience store that night!

Oh, boyfriend and friend, the difference is so clear!

When I woke up the next day, I was dizzy, so I struggled to get up, wash, and get dressed.

I didn't think that most of the colleagues in the same elevator were colleagues from the company, and the ears kept echoing "Mr. Luo" and "Mr. Luo......

As soon as I raised my head, I met Luo Jincheng's soft gaze. I grunted in my throat a few times, but I didn't make that "Mr. Luo", only my eyes flashed, and I turned around to give him the back of my head, and there was already a trace of sadness in my heart.

I have a ghost in my heart, I can't be calm, I can't do it.

The greetings and glances of colleagues are quite meaningful.

People say that the washing machine is a place to hide dirt and dirt, but I think that the company's pantry is a place where foul language gathers. It's only been two months since I last overheard gossip in the pantry, and now my legend is flowing out of the pantry again.

"You see that the boss and the woman in the morning had no communication at all, and they obviously never put her at ease, and they thought she really flew on the branches."

"It's not, I looked at the surname Nian's eyes and wanted to seduce her, but Luo didn't shake her off. That's right, she must have seduceed her boss by reporting work, but her fiancée came to the door, and the ugliness that came out yesterday was on the news. It's me, pack up my bags and go home early to hide......"

It is Chen Xiaodong of the General Manager's Office and Zhang Qingxiang of the Finance Department, who do not have much intersection on weekdays, but they nod their heads.

I clenched my glass of water again in grief, my chest heaving, and I was thinking about stepping forward to theorize. Are the Taoists behind their backs all long-tongued women?

Before I knew it, it was dark, and a tall figure suddenly flashed in front of me, and walked into the pantry with his back to me. "Tuk, tuk......" The steady and powerful footsteps startled the two women.

"Luo ......... Mr. Luo ......"

"Chatting here during work hours, is the company here to talk about gossip?" His voice was still as deep as a cello, but it was cold at the moment.

"Luo ...... Mr. Luo, not next time! Not next time! The two of them were silent, timidly cowering in the corner at a loss.

I didn't want to watch Luo Jincheng play in front of me, and returned to my seat with an empty water glass.

Half an hour later, the company's mailbox received a mass punishment email from the Human Resources Department.