Le Tong was frightened by his logical reasoning and broke out in a cold sweat, came out of the hotel, hesitated, or decided to go home first to take a shower, change clothes, and by the way, calm himself down, and consider how to face the cold-faced president who was unfortunately "crushed" by himself.

The hotel is not far from where she stays, and not far from the company. Wait for her to go home and freshen up before returning to the office, five minutes before she arrives at work.

Le Tong didn't care about her physical discomfort, hurriedly put away her bag, and immediately went to the pantry to make coffee, while waiting, she listened to the gurgling sound in the coffee pot.

In the pantry, the strong aroma of coffee slowly filled, and a drizzle began to fall outside the window, Le Tong twisted his eyebrows and looked out the window, wanting to think of something, but his head still hurt a little, and it seemed that he really couldn't remember anything.

The fine raindrops converge from the glass into a stream of water and slowly slide down the cycle, just as life is short, a person, what can be loaded, after all, is limited, should be put down, it is meaningless to carry it strongly, and it cannot be carried.

The timer sounded, reminding that the coffee had been brewed, Le Tong shook his head, some things, I don't remember, but it's a good thing, why bother to remember?

Anyway, it's not a good thing!

Although Le Tong tried his best to suppress his sad emotions caused by the rainy weather, he couldn't help but feel numb when he thought of facing the president who was "pressed" by him last night.

Le Tong poured the brewed coffee into the cup, and was about to send it to the president, when he suddenly remembered something, took out the pills he had just bought at the pharmacy from his pocket, and hurriedly took them. There was some pain that she didn't want to go through again.

"President, your coffee."

Except for a somewhat hoarse voice, Le Tong thinks that everything is as usual.

Ji Rong looked up from the pile of papers, "It's late!" Behind the cold eyes, there was a faint hint of inquiry.

The sexy man who sat on the windowsill in the morning, gilded with a golden halo by the morning light like a male god, sure enough, was just an image in her dream.

Le Tong lowered his head slightly, he let her forget, did he let her act as if it didn't happen?

"President, I'm sorry, there was something going on today, so I was ten minutes late." Since he forgot, Le Tong didn't want to block himself.

Usually, she would come back fifteen minutes early in order to let the cold and demanding president drink fresh and hot coffee as soon as he got to work.

Ji Rong didn't say anything, reached out and took the coffee, took a sip slightly, his eyes drooped, and he no longer paid attention to Le Tong.

Le Tong didn't say anything more, turned around and went out with interest, gently, and closed the door.

In fact, he didn't have to test her so deliberately, even if he didn't believe it, but she, except for the relationship between superiors and subordinates, would never want to have anything to do with him!

Although, she likes to complain about him or those celebrity daughters who chase him in private, and she also likes his face, but that kind of liking is just simple appreciation, just like seeing a statue on the street, I like it very much, but I would never think of getting it home.

Even if she probably really pressed him last night, it was just alcohol, and it was definitely not thinking about him.

Moreover, although she is optimistic by nature, she is not naïve and does not like to dream unrealistically.

She came to Ji's as the president's secretary for more than half a year, and every day, the first thing she did when she went to work was to make a pot of coffee for the president on time, the second thing was to help the president push off the dating and phone calls to inquire about the whereabouts of the daughters of various celebrities, and the third thing was to help him deal with trivial matters at work.

At the beginning, after receiving so many calls from women, Le Tong thought that President Ji Da was a young man with a lot of heart and showed mercy everywhere.

It didn't take much time for her to realize that President Ji Da was not merciful everywhere, on the contrary, he was very ruthless!

Don't ask her why she knows, anyway, every time she meets his eyes that are as cold as ice, she thinks that this person may not only be ruthless, but also heartless.

Of course, whether President Ji is ruthless or unintentional, it has nothing to do with her, as long as he doesn't deduct artificiality.

Le Tong dragged away the chair and sat down, ready to start her new day's work, the moment she lowered her head to turn on the computer, the picture of Ji Rong sitting on the windowsill flashed again, and suddenly, she found that the man's good-looking facial features and eyebrows had an indescribable style.

Thinking about his paralyzed poker face just now and the three or two concise but sharp words in the morning, Le Tong laughed dumbly, it turned out that there was only a line between the male god and the demon.

After putting aside the matter of President Jida, Le Tong's mood gradually became depressed. Although she is optimistic by nature, but today, it is her mother's death taboo, even if she usually forgets it deliberately, but on this day, she still can't forget it, and a year ago she officially became an orphan who was unattended and unattended.

Originally, two days ago, she had planned to take an afternoon off with Ji Rong to worship her mother, but after what happened last night, she couldn't ask President Ji Da for leave.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, she knew very well that after that kind of thing, she in his eyes was afraid that she had been equated with those celebrity daughters who she refused on the phone every day and secretly complained. In other words, she is not even as good as those celebrity daughters, after all, those women have the identity of being the right person with him, and she has nothing.

Le Tong, who got off work on time, bought worship supplies at the supermarket and took a taxi to the cemetery, it was already dusk.

The rain is still falling, the air of late autumn has become cold and damp because of this rain, although Le Tong can't remember anything, but his body is honest, and his body has been hurting for a day, and he is a little numb to this bone-chilling cold.

Holding an umbrella, she squatted in front of her mother's small tombstone to arrange the offerings.

Six years ago, her mother, who was dependent on her, suddenly fainted and was diagnosed with liver cancer, and the doctor said that unless she had a liver transplant, she would not live for three months.

The cost of liver transplantation is very high, and the operation fee of nearly 300,000 yuan made Le's mother choose to give up treatment, but a month after her diagnosis, Le's mother was pushed into the operating room for a liver transplant.

When she woke up after the operation, the first thing Le's mother did was to ask her daughter.

"Tongtong, where did you get the 300,000?"

Le Tong was peeling an apple, and when he saw that his mother was awake, he threw the apple and the knife, rushed over and held Le's mother's hand, and said with red eyes.

"Mom, I sold the jade pendant that my father left me, you won't blame me, right?"

Mother Le didn't say a word, and slowly closed her eyes. I don't know, it's because I'm tired, or because I'm sad.

But in fact, that jade pendant is still worn on Le Tong's body. She didn't know if this jade pendant was worth 300,000 yuan, because she hadn't appraised it at all, and the value of this jade pendant had always been priceless in her heart.

After Le's mother's surgery, the mother and daughter lived a few years of poor but happy life, but a year ago, Le's mother suddenly had a high fever and was sent to the emergency room, and never woke up.

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