Xiao Jinxuan followed closely behind, catching up with her in a few big steps.

He also wanted to hold Zhuang Yiman's hand again, but Zhuang Yiman had already taken precautions and did not let him succeed.

When she went downstairs to the company, Xiao Jinxuan wanted to send her upstairs and say hello to the people in the studio by the way, but she was rejected by Zhuang Yiman.

No way, Xiao Jinxuan had no choice but to leave first under her repeated urging.

For the next few days, he appeared in the studio at lunchtime every day, and picked up Zhuang Yiman from the studio at the end of the day.

In order to avoid him, Zhuang Yiman escaped from the office before lunchtime every day, and would leave work half an hour to an hour earlier every day, just to stagger the opportunity to meet Xiao Jinxuan.

At the end of the week, the employees in the studio smelled something was wrong.

There are more courageous employees, such as Zhou Wenbo, who came to gossip about the matter between the two.

"Boss, did you quarrel with Xiao Dong again?"

Zhuang Yiman sat on the sofa reading a magazine, and when he heard the words, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids to look at Zhou Wenbo, so he replied casually: "If you have time to gossip about this, why don't you draw a few more design drafts?" ”

Zhou Wenbo rolled his eyes, and when he guessed correctly, he continued: "You and Xiao Dong just reconciled a while ago, and this is another contradiction. Will it be a little more noisy? ”

Zhuang Yiman flipped a page of the magazine and replied in a light tone: "Don't speculate." ”

After the words fell, she slowly raised her eyelids to look at Zhou Wenbo, who was sitting comfortably across from her, and asked, "Do you want to work overtime tonight or do you want to go on a date with your boyfriend?" ”

Zhou Wenbo didn't dare to gossip anymore, so he got up from the sofa and said with a smile: "Suddenly inspiration came, I went back to draw the design draft." ”

Zhuang Yiman waved his hand, "Go ahead." ”

Zhou Wenbo left, and Zhuang Yiman finished reading the fashion magazine in his hand before getting up and walking back to his desk.

The mobile phone on the table buzzed and vibrate, she picked up the phone and saw that it was WeChat sent by her mother-in-law Sun Yaqin.

She opened WeChat and listened to the voice sent by Sun Yaqin just now: "Yiman, is it convenient to go home for dinner with Ah Jin tonight?" ”

Zhuang Yiman remembered that he hadn't visited Sun Yaqin for a few weeks, so he replied, "Okay, Mom." ”

At the end, he sent a WeChat message to Xiao Jinxuan...... [Mom said that we would go back for dinner together tonight. 】

Soon, Xiao Jinxuan replied to her message...... [Okay, I'll pick you up in a while. 】

[Yes.] 】

Xu was because he didn't see Zhuang Yiman at the end of work a few days ago, so Xiao Jinxuan arrived at the studio half an hour early today.

At that time, Zhuang Yiman also happened to be busy with work, and when he saw him coming to pick him up, he simply cleaned up and left the office together.

After getting into the car, Xiao Jinxuan sat in the back seat of the car, staring sideways at Zhuang Yiman, who he hadn't seen for a few days, and complained in a somewhat aggrieved tone: "You little conscienceless, why are you always avoiding me these days." ”

In the past few days, he didn't see Zhuang Yiman at lunchtime or after work, so he simply went to her home.

However, Zhuang Yiman closed the door to him, sometimes he was not at home, sometimes he deliberately did not open the door at home, and he was sent away with just a text message.

Therefore, Xiao Jinxuan's heart was really aggrieved.

Regarding his complaints, Zhuang Yiman seemed very calm, and she replied in a quiet tone: "Didn't you say that it is better to minimize the time for meeting and contact?" ”