When Lin Qingqing returned to the office, the people around her desk had miraculously dispersed, leaving only a so-called nutritionist. Her eyes darkened as she looked at the unmoved breakfast on the table.

Then, the breakfast ended up in the trash. She was not interested in Ou Yuanlan's kindness, whether he really wanted to be nice to her or just wanted to toss her, she was not interested.

"Miss Lin, this ......" Before the nutritionist's words were finished, Lin Qingqing was already furious.

"Leave." She spit out two words lightly, without any emotion between her words. She actually hated Ou Yuanlan a little, hated that he had married her, and hated that he was now binding her.

The nutritionist was a little embarrassed, after all, Ou Yuanlan asked her to come, and now she was fired for some reason, and she didn't know if she could get her salary. "Miss Lin, my job is still ......"

Lin Qingqing is very annoyed now, and he has no time to waste time with this nutritionist. "I repeat, leave." She repeated. "Otherwise, I don't know if your next work will go smoothly." She didn't expect that she would have such a ruthless side.

Finally, her ears cleared. An entire office of people watched her go berserk, and almost no one dared to mess with her. The most terrible thing is not that a person is angry with a grumpy person, but that a person who has always been gentle is angry.

She was lying on her desk, not wanting to do any work. This was the second time she felt hopeless, the first time when her mother died.

The office maintains an eerie quiet, the usual sounds of talking, gossiping, and even handing over work are all gone, replaced by the sound of the computer, the sound of files flipping.

On the surface, the world seems to be calm. But behind the scenes, the chatting group of the company's employees has long exploded. Some people say that Lin Qingqing came up with shamelessness, and some people say that Ou Yuanlan took the initiative first. But no matter which one it is, the result is that she is not worthy of Ou Yuanlan.

In the eyes of all female workers, unless it is a rich girl who is with Ou Yuanlan, everyone else is a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

finally got through to work, and Lin Qingqing was finally able to go home. This is what she looks forward to the most from the morning. The office has become a place of right and wrong, and she doesn't want to stay for a second.

But when she walked to the door of the company with her bag, Lin Qingqing was completely stunned. I don't know what many reporters are around at the door of the company, looking at that posture, it shouldn't look like a press conference held by the company for some important meeting.

Luckily, it was rush hour, and everyone was pouring out of the building, and no one was noticing. Lin Qingqing lowered her head, and just as she wanted to pass through the flow of people, she heard someone not far away asking her colleague. "May I ask if you and Miss Lin Qingqing are colleagues? Do you know where Miss Lin is now......"

Without waiting for the man to finish asking, Lin Qingqing hurriedly fled back to the company. Now that she rashly walks through the crowd, she will definitely be discovered by the paparazzi, and she really can't explain it when the time comes.

Hiding behind the pillars in the company hall, Lin Qingqing was puzzled. Obviously, she had a showdown with Ou Yuanlan in the morning, why did the paparazzi follow her in the afternoon?

Moreover, the president's office is on the 40th floor alone, and the chances of ordinary employees going up are not very large. Besides, this is just office gossip, and it is impossible to involve the paparazzi at all. Unless someone deliberately arranges such a play?

But who arranged it? Lin Qingqing also does not know. But she thought, it must not be Ou Yuanlan. The company is also in the development stage now, and he is not doing any good for the company's shares by engaging in lace news at this juncture.

After thinking about it again and again, Lin Qingqing couldn't come up with a clue. She glanced outside, only to find the paparazzi still squatting outside the door. With this kind of professionalism, she can only be convinced.

"Sister Qingqing, why aren't you leaving?" Song Feifei didn't know how to jump out of that corner and asked.

Lin Qingqing rubbed his hair with a tired face. "You go first, I can't go at the moment." She glanced outside the door and said to Song Feifei. In this company, the only one who has a better relationship with her should be Song Feifei.

Following Lin Qingqing's gaze, Song Feifei seemed to understand something. After all, she stays in the company every day, and she listens to a lot of those gossips. "Sister Qingqing, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Ou?" She couldn't help but gossip, but she cared more about Lin Qingqing.

When she was a newcomer and first joined the company, it was Lin Qingqing who brought her. Because she is not particularly smart, she is just more diligent than others, so she is not outstanding among the newcomers in the same class.

But Lin Qingqing not only did not dislike her, but also defended her everywhere. Especially when she made a mistake, she even helped her carry it. In this way, Song Feifei has a special affection for this sister who is two years older than her.

This is really a question that everyone is concerned about, Lin Qingqing smiled bitterly: "I said it doesn't matter, do you believe it?" ”

Song Feifei nodded. "Sister Qingqing, I believe everything you say."

"Okay, you go first, or you won't be able to catch the subway." Lin Qingqing patted her shoulder and said with relief.

It was getting late, and there were no more people coming and going from the hall. Lin Qingqing glanced at it, and the paparazzi were still outside the door.

Maybe she can only stay overnight in the company today, she grabbed her bag a little frustrated, and prepared to go back to the office. Although the paparazzi are also people, Lin Qingqing knows that once these people catch her, they will not let go.

As soon as he walked to the elevator, Lin Qingqing was suddenly pulled in by a person. Before she could call out, the man had spoken. "Don't talk when you want to go home."

Lin Qingqing recognized this voice, and she would never forget it. This is Ou Yuanlan's voice, the voice of the person she hates.

"Why are you helping me?" She asked rhetorically, now she doesn't believe that Ou Yuanlan will really help her, she only feels that this person can't get along with herself.

"Huh, help you?" Ou Yuanlan snorted coldly. "If the paparazzi really only care about your private life, I don't need to help you."

Indeed, Lin Qingqing seems to have done it again. If the paparazzi gathered outside the company today just came to her Lin Qingqing, and had nothing to do with Ou Yuanlan, would anyone show up to help her?

The elevator goes all the way down to the minus 1 floor, which is an underground car park. At that time, in order to facilitate Ou Yuanlan's parking and protect his privacy, the company built another parking lot for him personally, but not many people knew about it.

There were no paparazzi in the parking lot, so it seemed that you could leave with peace of mind. "Get in the car." Ou Yuanlan sat in the car by himself, and then ordered Lin Qingqing to do the same.