They sent Lin Qiyu away together, and Song Ziming sent Manyun home.

On the way, Song Ziming jokingly asked, "If I cheat, will you be so cruel to me?"

She looked out the window, "No. ”

"Why?" She can't bear the male ticket of her good friend, but she can bear it?

She turned her head, "Do you think we're normal boyfriend and girlfriend?" You and I know that you are here to just come back and need heat; I'm used to seeing Bai Luting and Zhou Zeyu dangling in front of me, and you are better than him, so I ...... I'm not going to do anything just because you're cheating. ”

To put it mildly, there is no emotion. Hearing the meaning of her words, it can't help but make people feel lost.

The car was terrifyingly quiet, Song Ziming's hand holding the steering wheel kept tightening, and he almost suspected that this woman's heart was a stone and couldn't be hot.

But he just didn't believe it, and she didn't move.

When she went downstairs to her community, Song Ziming locked the car, lit a cigarette, and began to swallow clouds and smoke. It was drizzling outside, and the rain fell on his hands in a fine and dense manner, and it was slightly cool.

"Bai Manyun, I have said more than once that I want to be with you well."

She kept her head down and said nothing.

Song Ziming finished smoking, "As usual, now you are still my girlfriend, and you have to kiss each time." ”

He leaned over and pecked her on the lips. Bai Manyun found out that Song Ziming was simply her natural enemy.

In all these years in the business world, she has never seen anyone, and no one has ever manipulated her as casually as he has. As soon as she saw Song Ziming, all her defenses were like paper, and they would be broken as soon as she stabbed them.

She was still thinking that Song Ziming had already unlocked the door, "You go, if you think about it carefully, I will never think of yourself as your boyfriend again, from now on, it will only be a subordinate relationship." But if you want to turn back, from here to the entrance of the stairs, I will wait for you. ”

He spoke calmly and almost indifferently, with a slight discomfort and a faint sense of loss. But just like everyone told her, Song Ziming couldn't be provoked, and sure enough, her face changed quickly enough.

Bai Manyun took off his blazer, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your clothes." ”

I got out of the car with my bag, and the headlights shone on her skirt, blue and light silver matched, plus the dim headlights, it was beautiful.

Her graceful posture reminded Song Ziming of the red dress she wore when she was in the United States.

Song Ziming squinted to see if she turned back, and sure enough, she walked faster than usual. After two minutes of smiling as if laughing at himself, he started the car and left.

In fact, Manyun has been standing at the entrance of the building, she is very embarrassed, and she can feel her heart shaking. But once she was bitten by a snake, she was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and she was afraid that she would make a mistake again.

She heard the sound of his car leaving, and she went upstairs. That's it, it's fine, don't hurt others, and you won't be hurt by others.

It seems like everything is back on track.

Because Bai Manyun was the person in charge of Erte in Rongcheng District, he began to settle in the head office, and he and Song Ziming did not look up and bowed their heads, and there was no other communication except daily greetings.

On this day, she got a document in her hand and wanted to go to Song Ziming to sign it.

She walked to the president's office and hesitated for a few seconds before knocking on the door.

A deep male voice came from inside: "Please come in." ”

Seeing that it was her, Song Ziming's eyes flashed with a little surprise, and he immediately returned to normal, "Manager Bai, is there something wrong?" ”

Although she is still a manager, she is a regional manager, and her rank is much higher than before.

"Mr. Song, I have a document here, I need you to sign it." She handed over the papers and pen.

He glanced at it, "This kind of project may not work if I sign it, and it is the old man who is really making the decision of the Song family." Let's leave it here, and we will have a meeting in the afternoon to discuss it. ”

It can be seen that he doesn't want to be constrained at all. Also, people like him will not suffer from this kind of anger.

"Okay, Mr. Song, then I'll go out first."

"Wait." Manyun stopped to look at him, and he continued: "The news of our breakup may take a while before it is announced to the public. ”

The time is so short, it is not appropriate to say it to the outside world, she knows the power of public opinion, "Understand, you can just watch it." ”

Just as he was about to go out, he said, "Ahem~ Your button is open." ”

She hurriedly looked down, and the buttons on her chest were broken, and some places loomed. Embarrassed! "Thanks... Thanks..."

He didn't speak, and after watching Manyun leave, he ripped off his tie, "It looks so thin, and there is really a lot of meat in the place." ”

In the middle of winter, President Song turned on the air conditioner.

After walking out, Manyun poured two glasses of water vigorously, God knows why, she Bai Manyun was locked in the room by two lewd men, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she was able to settle them smoothly.

But when facing Song Ziming, I only felt that the pressure was doubled. Especially when something so embarrassing happens!

She was in front of the water dispenser when she heard someone whispering, "On such a cold day, Mr. Song actually turned on the air conditioner, and I was a little shivering when I just went in." ”

Another man smirked, "Maybe that kind of heat?" I just saw Manager Bai go in. Couples in love, understand, understand. ”

……

In order not to be spotted, she walked lightly in the other direction.

Thinking of the conversation between the two in the office just now, and what she heard, she couldn't help but scold: "Hooligans! Pervert! ”

Sure enough, those who look at the gentleman are patient rascals!

Song Ziming, a well-dressed, handsome, golden, patient, and somewhat inky man, can be summed up in two words: toxic!