Shang Miao said, "It's here."

Sheng Yu didn't move, his voice was a little hoarse because he had drunk: "Are you so anxious to meet Yan Shujin?"

His tone was light, almost emotionless.

Shang Miao paused, "Qi Song told you?"

Except for Qi Song, there should be no one else staring at her like this.

"It seems that you have a lot of interest in Yan Shujin." The lights were dim in the underground garage, and even more so in the carriages.

Shang Miao's night blindness was also obvious at this time, she could vaguely see Sheng Yu's general direction, but she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

She heard Sheng Yu snort softly, and then said casually, "Shang Miao, the Yan family is a scholarly family, and they don't look down on unclean women."

Shang Miao was stunned for a while before he realized what he meant.

She closed her eyes, her chest suffocating in pain, and she slowly regained her voice and asked him, "Am I clean?"

Sheng Yu's tone was still indifferent, and he said, "Who knows, I'm just reminding you."

He got out of the car after he finished speaking.

Shang Miao watched his back slowly disappear around the corner, and the hand holding the steering wheel slowly tightened.

Sheng Yu's words just now were imprinted on her heart little by little.

So he thinks she's not clean?

Was that what you thought in the first place?

So he and her are just playing?

Shang Miao slowed down in the car for a while before his cold hands and feet warmed up.

Sheng Yu knew how to make her sad.

Too much to know.

When Shang Miao returned home, his body was still soft.

She didn't bother to change her clothes, she kicked off her high heels and went straight to the bathroom.

Warm water poured down from the top of his head, and Shang Miao tilted his face and let the water slide down his face, as if he wanted to wash something off.

Her skin was already fair, and under the washing of the hot water, she quickly turned a layer of pink.

However, Shang Miao looked at the pink on his forearm, and Sheng Yu's unclean sentence sounded in his head again.

She took the shower gel from the side with a wooden face and poured it on it, and wiped it with her hands silently and reluctantly for a long time.

She didn't stop until that piece of skin had a conspicuous red mark.

The bean-sized and hot water dripped on the red mark, and Shang Miao couldn't tell whether it was tears or hot water from the shower.

She rubbed the skin of her forearm, slowly losing her strength.

Finally curled up and crouched down by the wall, she hugged her calves, rested her head on her knees, and let her long hair fall apart.

I don't know how much strength I used last night, and when Shang Miao got up the next day, the red marks on his forearm had not disappeared.

She glanced at it, then pulled a long-sleeved shirt from her closet and put it on.

When she arrived at the company, Xiao Ye greeted her in a depressed spirit.

Xiao Ye worked overtime to change the report last night, and his spirit was very poor.

She saw the shirt on Shang Miao's body and asked strangely, "Sister Shang Miao, aren't you hot, and you still wear long sleeves?"

Shang Miao lowered his eyes and said, "I'm allergic to ultraviolet rays."

"Huh? Why haven't I heard you say that before?" Xiao Ye was a little curious, Shang Miao didn't answer, but asked her, "Are the materials for the meeting ready, I'll use them later."

Xiao Ye was really immediately diverted and began to prepare materials.

At the end of the meeting at ten o'clock, Shang Miao had just come out of the conference room when he saw Song Yinyin standing outside.

She thought that Song Yinyin was coming to use the conference room, so she raised her legs and left.

Unexpectedly, Song Yinyin called her softly.

Shang Miao paused, "What's the matter?"

"I ......" Song Yinyin bit her lower lip, and then looked at her with blank eyes, "Sister Shang Miao, didn't you promise me yesterday to tell me the chairman's preferences?"

Shang Miao didn't expect it to be because of this, she was silent and said, "It's inconvenient now."

It's still work time, and Shang Miao has just finished the meeting, and he has not sorted out a lot of things in his hand.

However, Song Yinyin thought that Shang Miao was deliberately making excuses, and her eyes immediately became a little dissatisfied, but she still reminded Shang Miao softly: "Sister Shang Miao, you may not be suitable for the chairman, you can rest assured that I will remember it."

Shang Miao didn't understand her thoughts, but she was really busy now, so she didn't bother to take care of it.

She said: "Regarding the preferences of the chairman and the chairman's wife, if you really want to know, it would be better to ask Sheng Yu directly."

Song Yinyin's face was not very good, and Shang Miao's words were like deliberately stepping on her pain points.

Because no matter how she knocked on the side, Sheng Yu did not show any intention of taking her home.

But she quickly put on her expression again, looked at Shang Miao aggrieved and complaining, and said softly: "Ah Yu is too busy, he asked me to ask you, he said that Sister Shang Miao understands everything, let me find you if I don't understand."

Shang Miao paused, "Come to me again during your lunch break."

Song Yinyin was really positive about Sheng Yu's affairs, and came to Shang Miao as soon as he got off work.

She walked up to Shang Miao with a smile on her face: "Sister Shang Miao, let's have lunch together?"

Shang Miao knew that she was anxious, so she hummed without any expression.

Xiao Ye had been waiting for Shang Miao, but now when he saw Song Yinyin coming over, he also guessed that they should have something to say, so he said goodbye to Shang Miao and left with the others.

Song Yinyin said, "Sister Shang Miao, your popularity is so good."

She said this as if she was deliberately saying it to Shang Miao.

After all, who doesn't know that Shang Miao is selfless in Linghua's iron face, and there are few people who have a good relationship with her.

Shang Miao has been eating in the company cafeteria recently, Song Yinyin looked at the ordinary employee menu, and twisted her eyebrows: "Sister Shang Miao, why don't I invite you to eat outside, there is a Japanese food that is very popular recently."

Shang Miao refused: "No."

"I know you've been in a special situation lately, but you can't treat yourself badly." Song Yinyin frowned and said in a low voice.

She looked cautious, as if she was afraid that outsiders would hear their words, so she looked very caring.

However, Shang Miao retreated slightly, and she said lightly, "Don't waste time, it doesn't matter if you want to please the chairman and me, it's also your business if you want to marry into the Sheng family, you don't have to come to me to show off."

When Shang Miao spoke, he didn't deliberately lower his voice, although there were not many people around, a few heard it.

Song Yinyin didn't expect Shang Miao to be so direct, her face was red and white, she looked at Shang Miao embarrassedly and said, "Sister Shang Miao, why do you say this about me?"

"Am I not right?" Shang Miao's mood still did not fluctuate, she was already a little taller than Song Yinyin, and she wore high heels, which made her two points stronger.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Song Yinyin, her tone cold, "Song Yinyin, do you think you have what qualifications you have to be proud in front of me, relying on the card that Sheng Yu gave you?"

Song Yinyin's little face was just white when Shang Miao said it, and she bit the corner of her lip and looked at Shang Miao, as if Shang Miao said something humiliating to her.

Shang Miao retracted his gaze and turned to leave.

And Song Yinyin didn't follow again.

Shang Miao didn't care, after all, what she said was already very clear.