"It's fine." With a faint smile, he put the drink back on his head and put it on his head.

It took about ten minutes to reduce the swelling, but it was still a little red, and it looked like it had been bumped.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time, it was past nine o'clock.

"Hey, no matter."

Talking to herself, she turned on the faucet, washed her hands, and then reached out and pulled out a paper towel to wipe her hands.

When I looked up, I found a person standing behind me in the mirror.

With a tall figure and a gloomy face, she was startled.

When did this person come in, and why didn't there be any sound at all?

I was almost scared to death by him!

After a few moments, her frightened heart regained its composure, lowered her head, crumpled the paper in her hand, and threw it in the trash.

Then she turned and walked past the man with her foot raised.

"Warm and lifelike." Yan Rusheng suddenly reached out and clasped her wrist.

He was stunned, paused, and then turned his head to face the black eyes of Shang Yan Rusheng, and his palm-sized face was already frustrated with his chagrin.

Looking at his gloomy handsome face, she raised her eyebrows suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with Yan?" ”

Yan Rusheng stared at the red part of her forehead, and asked coldly, "What's the matter with your forehead?" ”

Did he care about her? Hooked lips vividly, I couldn't tell whether I was laughing at him or laughing at myself.

"I accidentally touched it, and it was no big deal."

Her voice was cold and distant.

Yan Rusheng's other hand that was pounding on his leg suddenly lifted, pinched her jaw, lifted her chin, and forced her to look at him.

A cold breath hit her face, and she frowned, glared at him, and didn't say a word.

However, Yan Rusheng finally let go of her without saying a word.

Then he turned around coldly and strode away.

He hated himself for not being like her, treating her like air.

Obviously inseparable since childhood, why has he been chasing her footsteps all the time, and why is he the only one who has lost his heart?

He hated her coldness as if she didn't care about anything, and he was going crazy.

Watching his figure disappear, he turned around violently, turned on the faucet, and kept holding the water in his hands and splashing it on his face.

until there is no strength left...... She didn't even have the strength to cry, so she slowly stopped, pressed her hands on the washbasin, lowered her head, and let the water on her face drip down her chin.

With his mouth open, he gasped for air.

……

in the conference room.

After the work of other departments was discussed, the manager of the public relations department handed the meeting materials prepared by the public relations department to Wen Xuxu.

It was handed over to Yan Rusheng, "Mr. Yan, this is the final process of the Christmas event, Mr. Yan, you can take a glance." ”

Yan Rusheng took it, turned two pages, and his face suddenly sank, "Chen Yuxi? ”

He saw the word Chen Yuxi on the guest column of the Christmas event.

I immediately thought of the big star who played a big card at the entrance of the Kyoto Grand Theater that day and caused a traffic jam.

He had a bad impression of her.

Seeing his reaction to 'Chen Yuxi', the hand holding the pen couldn't help but clench.

She nodded slightly, "Yes." ”

"Swap it out." Yan Rusheng closed the document and returned to life.

Life's heart twitched slightly, she controlled her emotions and looked at him calmly, "Why?" ”

Did Chen Yuxi offend Fang Jiayin just because of him?

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