Shang Miao lowered her eyebrows, "I don't want her to think too much, there's no need." ”

Sheng Yu picked up the pen and swiped his name on the document, and then threw the document to her, without a superfluous expression on his face, "Yes, you can explain to her yourself." ”

Shang Miao hummed, and was about to leave with the documents, Sheng Yu paused with the pen in his hand, and he called Shang Miao: "If there is something in the future, let Song Yinyin come to me." ”

Shang Miao's footsteps stopped, and Sheng Yu's eyes looked at her coldly, "Don't come." ”

I don't know what Sheng Yu and Song Yinyin said, anyway, when they met again the next day, Song Yinyin's face was full of smiles again.

When he greeted Sheng Yu with him, he didn't have yesterday's exploration in his eyes.

The little girl is young and can't hide things, and it just so happens that colleagues are chatting about emotional issues and making fun of each other.

The matter of Song Yinyin and Sheng Yu has almost spread throughout the company, even if Shang Miao is sitting there, they can still make a few jokes openly and secretly.

Song Yinyin didn't know if she got a promise from Sheng Yu yesterday, and she didn't hide it like she did in the past, but instead talked to Shang Miao along the topic.

"Sister Shang Miao, are you talking about a boyfriend?"

Shang Miao stopped clicking the mouse and looked up at her: "Sheng Yu told you?" ”

"He didn't say it." Song Yinyin wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, and then laughed again: "He said it was your privacy, but I guess it should be." ”

Song Yinyin's gaze was very straightforward, after all, the traces on Shang Miao's body had not disappeared until now.

Shang Miao lowered his eyes, and then raised his eyes and looked at Song Yinyin lightly.

The temptation and nervousness in her eyes were too obvious, for fear that she would not hear the answer she wanted.

Shang Miao looked at her, and just when the smile on her face was about to be held back, she said indifferently, "Well, I talked about someone." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the president's office opened, and Sheng Yu came out of it, his indifferent gaze fell on Shang Miao.

However, it was only a moment, and it was withdrawn.

Song Yinyin had a smile on her face, walked over and pulled his arm a little affectionately.

"Ah Yu, I guessed right, Sister Shang Miao has a target."

Sheng Yu lowered his head and hummed, and then looked at Shang Miao casually, "When did it happen?" ”

Shang Miao's body was a little stiff, but he could only reply stubbornly: "A few days ago." ”

Song Yinyin took Sheng Yu's hand and asked in a low voice, "Then in a few days' banquet, can you let Sister Shang Miao bring her boyfriend, I want to see what kind of boyfriend someone like Sister Shang Miao will find." ”

Shang Miao wrinkled his eyebrows, and was about to refuse, but he heard Sheng Yu say, "Okay, I also want to see the object of the business secretary." ”

Don't give her a chance to refuse at all.

He didn't even tell her what the banquet was, so he made his own decisions.

Shang Miao was not in a good mood, and when he drove back, he didn't notice that the fuel tank was leaking because he was distracted, and he was stopped by the traffic police at the intersection before he noticed it.

The car can no longer be driven if it leaks oil, so it can only be towed away by the maintenance company.

But it was difficult to get a taxi here, and Shang Miao waited on the side of the road for more than ten minutes, but he couldn't wait for a car.

Seeing that the mobile phone was about to be turned off, she pursed her lips and called Sheng Yu.

Only a cold mechanical female voice on her phone reminded her: The number you dialed is empty.

Shang Miao paused, rechecked the phone and dialed again.

The mechanical female voice rang out again.

Shang Miao seemed to be on a par with her, this time he entered the string of familiar numbers one by one, and then dialed.

It's just that......

"The number you made is empty."

GT716 Bar Box.

Sheng Yu sat on the sofa, slowly picking a grape in his hand, the purple peel sticking to his fingertips, setting off the extra slender finger.

He put the pulp on a plate, then put a fork and pushed it in front of Song Yinyin, "Eat this." ”

Song Yinyin glanced at him with disgust, "There are so many people." ”

Sheng Yu wiped his hands and leaned lazily on the sofa: "I'll peel it for you, they don't dare to grab it." ”