Lily saw that his eyes were lowered, and she didn't know where to look.

Just as he was about to look down, Lu Zhaohe had already closed his gaze.

"Oh," he replied indifferently, "have fun." ”

After perfunctory finishing a few words, he took the coffee and left directly.

Lily's eagerness to share came to an abrupt halt at this moment.

Lu Zhaohe shouldn't know how precious this ticket is, right?

Oh, it must be that he doesn't know the goods!

Lu Zhaohe's arrival briefly affected Lily's good mood.

It's just about ten seconds, and soon she posted a circle of friends to continue to show off.

Bai Lu gave her a thumbs up.

When it was almost time to get off work, she swiped this circle of friends, and after liking it, she tapped her fingers, and involuntarily slid to Xia Yan's avatar frame.

The fingertip hovered over the screen for two seconds, and finally didn't click on it.

It's just that she didn't expect that she couldn't help but look at Xia Yan's circle of friends, and she happened to send a message to find her.

[Assistant Xiaobai, I'm Xia Yan. 】

Since adding WeChat, the two have not chatted.

Bai Lu thought that this was tacit between the two parties, and he was not friends in the first place, so he just got by on the surface.

I didn't expect her to send a message.

Bai Lu replied calmly: [Is there something wrong? 】

Xia Yan did have something, and quickly replied: [Excuse me Assistant Xiaobai, Zhaohe has a coat that was lost to me last time, and I have already washed it. He's been too busy at work lately, can you please come over and pick it up when you have time? 】

Bai Lu swept her news at a glance and left the big spectrum.

She is an assistant, not a maid, three or four thousand yuan is not enough to buy her 9 to 5 every day, do you even want her to take a coat?

But if Bai Lu is strong enough, he will directly throw it over when he is not available.

The words were typed, and she smacked her fingertips.

When she met before, her attitude towards Xia Yan was okay, but now if it is so bad, Xia Yan will tell Lu Zhaohe again.

Lu Zhaohe shouldn't think she was jealous and deliberately targeted Xia Yan, right?

Bai Luguang shuddered when he thought about it.

has already lost face once, she must not let Lu Zhaohe have this kind of misunderstanding again!

I just suppressed my temper: [I'll help you call an errand, you give me an address.] 】

This time, Xia Yan's reply was a few minutes apart, but she said: [Isn't Assistant Bai available? Actually, I still have something to ask you, it's better to say it to your face, and I'm sorry to trouble you. 】

She was so polite, it was hard to refuse.

Bai Lu frowned irritably.

Damn, she really owes the surname Lu, and a coat is so laborious.

Think of it as giving him the rent for this period of time!

She replied depressedly: "Okay. 】

I asked for the address again.

When it was time to get off work, Lu Zhaohe was really working overtime and never came out of the office.

I don't know if it has anything to do with Qin Yuyang coming, he has been extremely busy these days.

Bai Lu thought about it and punched out of the company by himself.

The place where Xia Yanyue went was a shopping mall.

She waited in front of a Japanese restaurant on the third floor, wearing a long knitted skirt in the classic color scheme of a big brand, with long flowing hair, standing there in a landscape of its own.

Seeing Bai Lu, Xia Yan took the initiative to come over, "Assistant Xiaobai, I'm sorry to let you run, it's just time for dinner, I'll treat you to dinner." ”

Bai Yu's thin eyebrows twisted, and he was about to refuse.

Xia Yan nodded, "This Japanese restaurant tastes very good, ordinary customers come to make an appointment at least a week in advance, today I asked the boss to reserve a seat, you will accompany me to give it a try?" ”

The average customer makes an appointment at least a week in advance, and she can directly ask the boss to reserve a spot.

Bai Lu wondered, Xia Yan's identity is not simple?

As a result, when he looked up, Bai Lu was stunned.

This is not your own store?