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Because the opportunity to cooperate with ma is rare, almost no one in the beauty department has left early in recent days. When it's time to get off work, the office is quiet, and everyone is tinkering with their designs.
Lin Yiran came home late for several days in a row. Bo Chenhe finally couldn't bear it anymore and drove to the TL gate himself to pick her up.
Everyone in other departments was off work, but Lin was still working on the first draft when he suddenly received a call from Bo Chenhe.
"Hello, who's there?" Lin Yiran was too busy to look at the caller ID. As soon as he said "who's who?", Bo Chenhe almost laughed angrily.
"You didn't save my phone number?" A low magnetic voice sounded in his ears, as if there was an electric current running through him. Half of Lin Yiran's body was almost numb. He moved his hands for a moment, pursed his lips and said, "Uncle, why did you give me this all of a sudden?" Call up?"
"Have you been busy at work lately?" It was raining lightly outside. Bo Chenhe opened the car window to let some air in. The sound of the patter of rain made people feel good. Lin Yiran nodded. After nodding, he realized that he couldn't see over there, so he could only speak. , "One thing is that the company wants to cooperate with ma, and I want to get this opportunity."
"Is it because of this?" Bo Chenhe frowned with dissatisfaction, his dark eyes full of disapproval, "I'll call Wei Xing later and ask him to give you the opportunity."
"No, no, no!" Lin Yiran became anxious upon hearing this, "Uncle! Thank you for your kindness, but I still want fair competition."
If the uncle wants to take action, Song Xinrou will taunt her again that there is someone behind her.
Lin Yiran didn't realize that he was also subconsciously hostile to Song Xinrou. Bo Chenhe didn't say anything after hearing this. He put his hand on the car window and said lightly, "So, you don't want to take care of the injury on my hand? "
The injury on your hand.
Lin was still a little confused. She looked down at her design draft. Tomorrow was the deadline. She was almost finished, but she still had no good inspiration and she was not satisfied.
"II want to stay in the company for a while. Uncle, please wait until I get off work to help you bandage."
"No need." As soon as she finished speaking, three words were spoken coldly. Lin Yiran was startled and said hurriedly, "Hey, no, don't be angry. It's because of"
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There was a busy signal on the other end of the phone. Lin Yiran was helpless and anxious. Isn't the uncle angry again?
She raised her hand and looked at her watch. It had been two hours since get off work. Uncle should be at home now, right? She might as well go home and finish the rest of her work.
In the quiet office, Lin Yiran, who was always the last to leave, became the first to pack up and leave today. Sunny next to her looked at her in surprise, "Yiran, are you leaving?"
"Yeah." Lin Yiran replied absentmindedly while packing his things, "I have something to do and I have to go back quickly."
What¡¯s the matter with her?
Opposite her, Mu Yao curled her lips in disdain, but looking at Lin Yiran's back after packing up her things and leaving in a hurry, she suddenly raised her lower lip, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.
When Lin Yiran came out of the beauty department, he unexpectedly met Song Xinrou.
Song Xinrou was just saying something to her assistant as she walked out. When she saw her, she just glanced at her indifferently and said nothing.
At this time, outside the TL headquarters, the rain was still falling continuously.
Although it is drizzle, if it rains for a long time, people will still get soaked.
Bo Chenhe waited in the car for a while, but Lin Yiran didn't come out. He was about to leave when someone suddenly knocked on his car window.
Sure enough, it¡¯s still here? Bo Chenhe curled his lips slightly, rolled down the car window and saw a familiar smiling face, but his expression gradually became cold.
"It's you?"
Song Xinrou put one hand on top of her head and raised the corners of her lips, "Brother Chen He? I didn't bring an umbrella. Could you please take me home?"
Since they learned that Song Xinrou had returned to China, this was the first time they had met.
After all, he is the daughter of a wealthy family, so Bo Chenhe couldn't refuse, "Come up."
"Thank you, Brother Chen He." Song Xinrou smiled and took a detour to the passenger seat. On the way, she caught a glimpse of Lin Yiran standing at the door of the company, looking blankly this way.
"Bo Chenhe's car must be familiar to her, right?" Naturally, he also knew who was getting into his car now.
Song Xinrou sneered, opened the car door, and smiled sweetly at Bo Chenhe, "Sorry, brother Chenhe, if I hadn't brought an umbrella today, I would have gone home by myself."
"It's okay." Bo Chenhe said this, but the air pressure around his body was extremely low. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was not in a good mood now.Song Xinrou¡¯s eyes flashed, her eyes touched the wound on the back of his hand, and she was surprised again, "Brother Chen He? Are you injured? How about I go to your house to bandage it for you? I can also see Su Yan and Auntie."
The back of Bo Chenhe's hand was a little lighter due to the wound, but he pulled down his sleeves with a cold face, "It doesn't matter."
The reaction was extremely cold. Song Xinrou's smile froze on her face. She always felt that their relationship had become worse because they went abroad.
The black sports car left the TL headquarters silently. Lin Yiran was still standing there, with the rainwater running down the eaves. After a moment, she laughed to herself.
What are you doing? There is definitely no shortage of women around the uncle, especially since his childhood sweetheart Song Xinrou is back. There is no need for her to go back for such a trivial matter as bandaging a wound.
"Oh, Lin Yiran, Lin Yiran, you really take yourself too seriously." Lin Yiran cursed at himself. He was about to go back to the office to continue designing, but suddenly he met Mu Yao, who was walking in a hurry. hit.
"Hey, hey, Director Song, I've already gone out."
"Boom!" The two people's shoulders collided hard, and Lin Yiran hissed in pain. Mu Yao also frowned, but she rarely found Lin Yiran in trouble. Instead, she rubbed her shoulders and continued walking out while making a phone call. "There is a pharmacy nearby. What should I buy? Gauze, alcoholare there any more?"
Gauze, alcohol?
Lin Yiran was stunned. Isn¡¯t this what the uncle wants to use for bandaging? Did Song Xinrou buy these to bandage her uncle with her own hands?
Lin Yiran watched Mu Yao leave, suddenly feeling upset in his heart, and suddenly ruffled his hair angrily.
"Who are you! There are obviously people bandaging it for you, why do you act like I'm a heartless person!" The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, especially when Bo Chenhe hung up on her just now, "Okay! Just ask them to bandage it." Go! I think I don¡¯t have to stay at Bo¡¯s house anymore!¡±
Lin Yiran was so angry that she strode towards the office without looking back. She didn't see Mu Yao, who was supposed to go to the drugstore to buy gauze, suddenly stopped after walking to the door.
"Yes, Director Song, she is back in the office again."
"So do you still want to buy the gauze? Okay, okay, then I'll get off work directly, lest she get suspicious then." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com