Song Bangyue found out that Mr. Xie had recently disliked her cooking!

"Another bowl?"

Today is Mr. Xie's favorite lobster to eat twice, he used to kill one by himself, but today he only ate half of it?

"One bowl is enough."

There is still half a cheese flavor left on the table, which is a lot of calories.

Xie Jiangcheng's eyes were full of meaning, what a pity.

He had already considered whether to remake the dress, but if he ate it like this, he might not be able to wear it if he did it a month in advance.

In hesitation, I didn't see that Song Bangyue's eyes were already dangerous.

The next morning, when Xie Jiangcheng opened the prepared lunch box, he took out two pieces of pig's trotters and poured out some rice.

When Song Bangyue cleaned up the refrigerator and saw the leftover food, her heart sighed.

I think of the plots of several novels and TV series.

Generally speaking, the signs of deterioration in the relationship between husband and wife start with small things.

For example, I used to like each other's perfume very much, but later I felt pungent;

I like each other's little habit of hugging and kissing, but then I feel annoyed;

often shush each other and ask for warmth, but later turn a blind eye to each other's needs......

The more she thought about it, the more frightened Song Bangyue became.

If this continues, maybe she will be suspected of stepping out with her left foot first.

Generally speaking, when encountering such a problem, what does the heroine do?

Running with the ball?

But her balls are in the trash can, tens of thousands, and they haven't even turned into balls.

Erupt in silence and then divorce?

Or just disappear and let him spend the rest of his life regretting!

While thinking about all kinds of bloody plots, she looked for a box, packed up his leftover pig's trotters and rice, and fried an extra plate of vegetables.

"Dare to leave food in front of the cook? If you don't give me an explanation, don't think about letting me cook again in this life! ”

After saying that, he rushed out like a cannon.

When he drove to the president's office, Xie Jiangcheng was eating lunch.

One bite at a time, he had to cherish these meals, after all, there were not many.

"Mr. Xie, if you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Song Bangyue crossed her waist with one hand, and was carrying a small lunch box, and the other hand was propped up on the desk, and her green tendons were stretched.

The smile is very good.

Xie Jiangcheng was puzzled, thinking that she had agreed with Yuan Zhi to let him lose weight, so he said:

"That's fine." So it can't be less.

That's it, it's not enough for him to plug his teeth.

"Just eat so little, I have wronged you." It's hard to eat so much.

If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself!

Song Bangyue snatched his chopsticks, snatched his lunch box, and was about to show off his mouth.

"Don't be aggrieved, in order not to gain weight before getting married, I try to eat less."

The pig's trotters that Song Bangyue was holding turned in the direction and fed them into his mouth.

"That's not how to lose weight, I can specify a low-fat package for you."

Xie Jiangcheng raised his eyebrows, how did he feel that there was no signal just now.

His gaze fell on the small lunch box she brought, "You want to eat with me?" ”

Of course, Song Bangyue couldn't say that she was here to deliver you leftovers, so she had to open the box, "Yes, isn't it going to be a business trip the day after tomorrow, so I want to get along with you more." ”

Sweating wildly, help, but fortunately, she was the only one who was embarrassed.

The only one who is embarrassed is yourself, and rounding up is equal to not being embarrassed.

Xie Jiangcheng loved her to the depths and remembered the shape of each piece of pig's trotters she prepared.

After glancing into her lunch box, there was a slight smile in her eyes.

When he took a lunch break after dinner, he hugged her in his arms and said with a light smile:

"I won't get tired of the rice cooked by Bangyue for the rest of my life, until you are seventy or eighty, your back hurts and your legs hurt, and you can't tell the difference between salt and sugar, let's go to the store every day."

Song Bangyue still felt sweet in her heart at first, and suddenly came back to her senses.

Burying her face in his arms, "Can't you pretend to be stupid?" ”

"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about. ”

I'm pretending to be stupid at this point.

Song Bangyue was so angry that she wanted to bite, but he picked up her face and gently held her lips.

"I ate a few pieces of pig's trotters less at noon, and I want to compensate for it."

Bastard, she's not a pig's trotter!

In the afternoon, Song Bangyue scolded and held her waist and sneaked away from the company.

……

The day before the recording of the third episode, there was still a small meeting in the company.

What ingredients or tools they need, they have to make it clear in advance.

After the meeting, Song Bangyue was about to go to the president's office, and she heard a burst of disputes.

"I'm also a big blogger with seven million followers, and the company treats me like this, which is too chilling!"

The voice of an acquaintance, Jin Mingming.

Since she was a demon during the recording of the first episode of the show and was kicked out of the program group, she began to step on Song Bangyue like crazy.

even tried to pull the Dandan platform into the water, but what waves can she set off as a little blogger?

Such behavior not only touched the interests of the company and the official station, but also moved the interests of Qiu Yi and Xia Mingqing.

The three parties joined forces, and she became a street rat, not to mention, the original plan to step on this wave of traffic to jump ship also failed.

Both the account and this person have been banned from the whole network, and there is basically no possibility of a comeback.

After realizing that she was just a grasshopper shaking a tree, she cheekily begged to come to the company again.

Jin Mingming still thinks that Song Bangyue is the fuse, as long as the backer behind her, the president's special assistant Qin Rui, can let herself go, she can return to the platform.

So he seized the opportunity to stop Qin Rui.

Miss Jin laughed at this, giving you a chance to be useless, and smearing the old club. Instead of complaining to me with the face of a victim, it is better to sort out my resume and go to the assembly line to screw it. ”

"You ......"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, you also need an IQ to screw a screw, and you can't do it."

The loss without dirty words made Jin Mingming's face red.

She was so low-voiced, this Qin Rui was too unkind.

"I knew that just because I had no background and no connections, I finally accumulated so many fans, and you made enough money to cross the river and tear down the bridge! If Song Bangyue was like this, you would definitely not do this! ”

She let it out, how loud and loud it was.

"After all, you have a leg, don't you?"

Qin Rui's face changed.

This made Jin Mingming very proud, look, she was right by her.

Then Qin Rui's eyes were inexplicably full of pity, as if he was looking at a disabled person who was not very smart.

First of all, without the company's promotion, Jin Mingming would not have so many fans.

Secondly, Miss Song would never think very highly of herself and do such a thing.

In the end, this woman really didn't want to live.

"All I can say is, I wish you the best of luck."

At this time, the company's security guard also came.

"Let go, I'm not convinced! I'm going to get justice today! Jin Mingming screamed, as if she had a problem with her brain, "You are a special assistant to the president, why are you so arbitrary?" ”

She suddenly looked at Song Bangyue in the crowd, "It's so dirty to be on top of your body!" ”

Song Bangyue looked very calm, if her relationship with Mr. Xie was exposed, there would be more such views and eyes.

Those people envy her luck on the surface, but secretly they may say it even more ugly.

But so what?

I can't take care of myself in a happy life, and I don't need to care about the eyes of others.

She smiled lightly, "You should reflect on how it was me and not you who got on top." ”