"What is there to say." Shang Miao whispered, preparing hot milk, her menstrual period was coming, and she didn't want to drink coffee.

She asked Sheng Yu, "Do you want to drink?" ”

What answered her was Sheng Yu's back and the closed door.

It rained last night, the road was very wet, and Shang Miao's car was towed for repairs, so he had to take a taxi to the company.

When he went downstairs, it was not that he didn't meet Sheng Yu, but he had a cold face as if he hadn't seen Shang Miao, and Shang Miao didn't mention it about taking his car to the company.

Shang Miao arrived at the office a few minutes later than usual, and as soon as he entered the office, he heard a muffled laugh.

She raised her eyes and saw several other colleagues gathered around Song Yinyin.

And on Song Yinyin's table is the outer bag of the breakfast shop downstairs, which also contains a few cups of coffee.

Song Yinyin raised a smile as soon as she saw her, and greeted innocently and innocently: "Sister Shang Miao, come and have breakfast." ”

Shang Miao shook his head, "No need for me to eat it." ”

"But I bought a cup of coffee for everyone, and Ah Yu paid for it." Song Yinyin's name is now Ah Yu, she took out a cup of coffee and handed it over, and said sincerely, "Sister Shang Miao likes to drink American, without sugar." ”

Shang Miao looked at her face with baby fat, and there was still no expression on her face: "Thank you, but I don't want to drink coffee lately." ”

The smile on Song Yinyin's face froze, she withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and her voice was weak: "I'm sorry, Sister Shang Miao." ”

Shang Miao didn't speak.

It's just that during the lunch break, she passed by the lounge and overheard a colleague's voice: "What kind of shelf is Shang Miao still putting up, Song Yinyin has become the main girlfriend of President Sheng, is she still holding it?" ”

Shang Miao's attention was all on the sentence that Song Yinyin was Sheng Yu's real girlfriend.

Sheng Yu used to love to play, and there were all kinds of women around him, but none of them could claim to be a real girlfriend.

Even Shang Miao himself can't.

Shang Miao was absent-minded all afternoon, until when she got off work, Sheng Yu suddenly came to her.

"On a business trip next week, you and Minister Wang will come over." The office door was open, and Sheng Yu's voice was cold.

Shang Miao knew that from Song Yinyin's position, he could just see the situation in the office.

She hummed, "I'll leave first if there's nothing else." ”

She had never had a good time during her menstrual period, her back hurt and she felt like a weighing stone was stuffed in her stomach.

Shang Miao calculated the time in his heart, and this time it was probably ahead of schedule.

"You didn't drink the coffee that Song Yinyin bought?" Sheng Yu's quiet voice sounded, and his dark eyes looked at Shang Miao.

Shang Miao sensed the discomfort in her body and wrinkled her eyebrows, "I'm not feeling well, I don't want to drink." ”

Sheng Yu paused, and then said casually: "She thought she was doing something wrong, and she was very wronged." ”

Shang Miao immediately understood that Song Yinyin had found Sheng Yu to complain.

She looked at Sheng Yu and said calmly: "So what? ”

"Next time you're given it, you'll take it."

When Shang Miao pushed open the door and went out, he happened to meet Song Yinyin's gaze that had not yet withdrawn.

The inquisition and vigilance in her eyes had not yet been hidden, and a smile appeared on her face.

Shang Miao was tired of coping, and returned to his workstation to pack his things and was about to leave.

When I looked up, I saw Song Yinyin holding Sheng Yu's arm, unabashedly intimate.

Shang Miao was packing up her things, and then she heard Song Yinyin call her: "Sister Shang Miao, you have to remember to come to the weekend dinner." ”

Shang Miao then remembered that she had a dinner party that she was forced to agree to on the weekend.

You have to bring a boyfriend like that.

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard Song Yinyin say playfully, "You can bring Mr. Yan too." ”