Chapter 547
Han Qing:
"Bring it!" Xiaoyan righteously reaches out to Han Qing to beg for help. Han Qing is really speechless. However, seeing her eyes are firm, she can only reach for the button of the suit and take off the coat.
After taking the coat, Xiaoyan put it on, rubbed her eyes, and then turned around and walked outside the door.
"Let uncle Nan see you off."
"No need!"
Xiao Yan walked away quickly. Han Qing stood in the spot and thought about it. Which sentence was wrong?
He\'s just I said what I wanted to say in my heart.
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the company
the company
Han Muzi made a cup of coffee for herself, and after a few drinks, he looked at the empty seat next to him.
Think of last night, she had entrusted Xiaoyan to her brother, but she didn\'t come to the company.
Think of here, Han Muzi\'s lip corners will not consciously hook up.
Bang!
The door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Han Muzi looked up. After seeing Xiaoyan, the smile on her face disappeared.
After Xiao Yan came in, she rushed back to her seat, then lay down and buried in her hands.
Looking at this scene, Han Muzi\'s lips moved, put down the coffee in his hand, and then got up and walked to Xiaoyan: "what\'s the matter?"
In fact, she also wanted to make fun of Xiao Yan, such as how she had a good time last night. But when she saw her coming in, she saw that Xiaoyan\'s eyes were red, like rabbits.
Naturally, Xiaoyan didn\'t answer her question.
Han Muzi is not in a hurry. She pulls a chair and sits down beside her, waiting patiently.
About three to five minutes, Xiaoyan looked up and looked at her with tears.
Han Muzi felt her heart pumping pain, took a tissue to wipe the tears on her face, "don\'t cry, something to say, if you can\'t say it, then I\'ll give you a day off, you go back to rest."
Xiao Yan suddenly turned her head and asked pitifully.
"Muzi, am I ugly?"
Han Muzi a Leng, in the heart has an idea is forming, but shook his head: "how can?"
"Not ugly? Am I not attractive enough? Or is it because I\'m too poor? "
As she asked, she shed tears. She looked so miserable.
"Originally, I didn\'t like Han Qing before, but he often came to see you when he was abroad. I watched him every day. How could I be indifferent? If he is not single, even if he is, but he is single, so I have other ideas. But now I know how ridiculous and ridiculous it is for me to have this idea... "
Han Muzi: "it\'s just
She moved her lips to comfort Xiaoyan, but she didn\'t know how to comfort her.
"Muzi, don\'t I have any self-knowledge? I know it\'s impossible, but I still like him
Seeing her tearful eyes whirling, Han Muzi couldn\'t help sighing, then reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a soft voice: "how can it be? Love is a very overbearing thing. If people can control their feelings at any time, they can\'t be people. It\'s just because they are ordinary people that they have seven passions and six desires. It\'s human nature that you like him, and he doesn\'t like you in the normal range. There\'s no self-knowledge at all. Therefore, you can\'t feel inferior because of this. "
"How do you know that I feel inferior?"
Han Muzi, beautiful eyes some dodge.
How did she know?
Han Muzi did not want to know how she knew it, but in order to comfort Xiaoyan, she still laughed at herself.
"When I liked him, I was in the same mood as you."
Xiaoyan was stunned. The next second she just reacted, sniffed her nose and moved her way: "Muzi, I\'m so moved that I didn\'t expect you would stab myself to comfort me."
Han Muzi said So are you still sad? "
Xiaoyan nodded: "a little, but I can understand what your mood was then. Now I\'m just single Acacia, and it\'s hard to be rejected. Then you were..."
She began to talk a little, Han Muzi\'s face changed slightly, and quickly interrupted her, "OK, don\'t talk about the past, talk about what happened to you last night? Didn\'t you accompany my brother to the client? How did it all of a sudden you were rejected? "
"Hum!" Small Yan gas Du Du Du way: "your brother actually pinches my chin to ask if I like him?"
Listen to words, Han Muzi a little surprised, think about that picture all feel very surprised.
Han Qing Is it the kind of girl who pinches her chin? In Han Muzi\'s impression, Han Qing has always been a very stable elder brother. Even when he didn\'t know each other before, Han Qing\'s personal behavior was strictly controlled. How could he squeeze a girl\'s chin at will?With this in mind, Han Muzi looks at Xiaoyan\'s eyes and becomes a little different.
She pursed her lips. "And then? What did you say? "
"What did I say? Before I could say it, your brother told me not to like him! Hum, who\'s rare? I didn\'t confess. He refused me. Do you think this person is funny? Muzi, you won\'t be angry when I say that to your brother
Seeing her face angry, Han Muzi couldn\'t help laughing and shaking his head: "No
After so many years, Xiaoyan\'s love for Han Qing has been very deep. At this time, it is just a girl\'s self-esteem after being rejected. After tomorrow, she may recover.
And Xiaoyan is still that kind of character that doesn\'t bump into the south wall and doesn\'t turn back.
"Well, don\'t talk about it any more. If you don\'t go home and have a rest, get your work done."
With that, Han Muzi took a deep look at her suit coat, and then turned back to her desk.
Percussion -
"come in."
The door of the office was pushed open, and lengyueyue poked her head in.
She seemed a little hesitant, but she soon figured it out and pushed the door in.
Han Muzi raised her eyes and looked at her: "what\'s the matter?"
Lengyueyue put a folder in front of her: "this is the design work I have painted these days. What do you think?"
Han Muzi reached out to take the document. After opening it, she found that the design was men\'s fashion. At the same time, she also remembered that she had given the night\'s list to the cold moon.
While watching, Han Muzi heard lengyueyue ask himself, "how do you like these designs?"
"Yes, they are all very good. Your technique is more and more skillful." Han Muzi praised.
"But All these have been denied by the general manager of the night