When the light came in from outside, Jun Yun opened his eyes in confusion, and what came into view was a beautiful face.
He was startled, and his voice was slightly gravelly: "Why are you here?"
Man Xue had an embarrassed look on her face. She had been looking at him sleeping since she got up. At this moment, when she accidentally met his doubtful gaze, her face turned red.
Jun Yun frowned lightly, sat up, rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling a little tired: "I still have milk and bread in my drawer, you can have it for breakfast then."
"What about you?" Man Xue stood aside and looked at his profile.
The morning sun outside reflected his face, which was very clear, with deep and long eyelashes, as charming as a doll.
"How about I wait..."
"I'm fine." He put on his shoes, stood up, and took the quilt on the sofa to the inner room. When he came in, he had already changed into a white shirt and a sapphire blue shirt on his body. He was very gentlemanly and kept his trust.
His fair and soft skin exudes incomparable handsomeness.
For a moment, Manxue was a little surprised and laughed dryly: "Brother Junyun, you better eat some of the breakfast in the drawer. I'll just go down and buy some breakfast."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out.
At the elevator, colleagues were coming out one after another. Abigail came out of the elevator wearing a beige suit. When her eyes fell on Manxue, she couldn't help but sneered: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Jun's secretary?"
The voice was sarcastic, but Manxue's face showed no expression as she walked past him and entered the elevator.
Abigail's face couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, as if the words just now were just her words to herself.
The colleagues who walked out of the elevator couldn't help but look at her, their eyes were a bit...
Abigail snorted coldly and walked to her office in high heels. Now, she is the vice president of the human resources department.
She doesn't care about such a profession, what she cares about is how to bring Jun Yun and Wen You together. This is the purpose of her coming, and it is also a key point.
The afternoon sun, with its wisps of coolness, blew in through the cracks in the window, turning a few pages of tissue paper.
Manxue came in with a cup of coffee, "Mr. Jun, let's have a cup of coffee first."
Dark brown color, rich flavor, faint mist, with a bitter fragrance.
Junyun put down his pen, picked up his coffee and took a sip, "I plan to go to the construction site later, so you can come with me then."
"good."
A smile appeared on Manxue's face and she nodded.
The light was calm and the wind was swaying in the air. After entering the car, there was a sense of comfort inside. Manxue held the information in her hand and glanced at Junyun who was sitting in the passenger seat, turning the wheel, her thin lips pursed slightly.
After the driver started the car, he picked up the phone and missed her for twenty-four hours.
The music flowing on the phone is the song "Gou Gou Hands", and she occasionally acts coquettishly. Indeed, he really likes the way she acts coquettishly, she is as cute as a child.
"Hello." Man Ningning answered the phone, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.
"Tonight, I want to see you. Let's have dinner together." He spoke softly, and Manxue's eyes were fixed on his thin, moist lips.
Man Ningning was typing on the keyboard, holding her mobile phone in one hand, and said with a smile: "Well, I miss you too..." Her voice was coquettish, with a bit of a naughty tone like a little girl.
"Let's go eat hot pot tonight." The hot pot restaurant Jun Yun took her to last time was delicious. Especially in such a cold weather, it is more suitable to eat hot pot, or herbal hot pot is better.
"As long as you like it." Her mood relaxed with her smile, as if she had let go of what happened some time ago.
His heart slowly relaxed, as long as she could be happy, he would be willing to pay for her.
"We'll see you there then." Next to her, Xing Yuanmi had already come over. Man Ningning glared at her with an unkind smile and hung up the phone.
Xing Yuanmi blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Hey, my little lover is going on a date again?"
"I really envy you..." She sighed softly and shook her head helplessly, "It would be great if I also had such a gentle and considerate boyfriend."
"Then you go find one quickly. By the way, didn't someone give you flowers this morning?" Man Ningning looked at the trash can not far away, with a bouquet of red roses stuffed in it. At this moment, it was so backlogged,
Several petals have withered and fallen to the ground.
"Are you still not satisfied?" Xing Yuanmi shrugged. Man Ningning looked past her and looked behind her. Wen Jiedi walked in wearing a black suit and holding a magazine in her hand.
When he walked to Manningning's table, he threw the magazine in his hand over.
Man Ningning took it and saw that it was the cover she had taken with Ding Haoming.
"Wow, Ning Ning, you are so photogenic, so beautiful. The two of you standing together like this look like..."
Standing together, they seemed like a perfect match. Xing Yuanmi laughed dryly and swallowed this sentence, "But no matter what, the photo was really good."
Wen Jiedi stood aside, with a slightly calm expression on his face, as if his smile gradually disappeared after Abigail left.
Are all men like this? They don’t cherish things when they should be cherished. Once they are lost, they realize that what should be cherished has long been far away.
Perhaps, this is the pain caused by the lingering love!
Sister Ning came over, holding a magazine in her hand. The cover was shot by Man Ningning and Ding Haoming. She said, "This issue is well shot. I think we can call Man Ning for future cover shoots."
Ning, it’s really photogenic.”
*******A blush appeared on Man Ningning's face, "Sister Ning, please stop making fun of me. I have no experience in this at all, and I still like shooting."
"Young people are so humble." Sister Ning smiled faintly. Since coming to work here, I have rarely seen Sister Ning smile. She usually looks very serious.
"However, I think this cover will be unanimously recognized by readers. I think it is better to use a lottery to determine your popularity. If your popularity is high, maybe you can consider it." Sister Ning pushed the black box
His eyes and tone were serious, and he seemed to hope that Man Ningning could actually appear on the cover.
"This... we don't need it, right?" Man Ningning refused embarrassedly. She had never thought about being on the cover all the time.
Moreover, the magazine's promotional power is very strong. Some young models eagerly hope to be the darling of the cover, attract readers' attention, and attract more people's attention.
Once more people follow it, it will naturally become popular.
However, she never wanted to push herself to the top. It was not that she was afraid of the hardships of being on the screen in the future, but that she really just wanted a simple life.
"I think it's better to forget about this kind of thing." Wen Jiedi stood aside, his voice was calm, and there was a hint of helplessness and fatigue on his handsome face.
Xing Yuanmi quietly looked at his face and attitude, and her tone was a bit cold: "Since Mr. Wen doesn't agree with it, it seems like there is no chance."
She withdrew and sat back in her seat, typing on the keyboard, her voice a bit heavy, as if she was venting something.
Man Ningning shrugged helplessly: "Don't worry, she didn't mean that..."
"I understand..." Wen Jiedi planned to follow Ning Ning's words, looked at Sister Ning, and said in a low voice: "Sister Ning, come to my office, I have something to discuss with you."
"Okay." Sister Ning nodded, followed behind Wen Jiedi, and walked out.
The air in the office seemed a bit cold, and there was an inexplicable hint of silence.
Man Ningning sighed and was busy with what she was doing. However, a faint fragrance came from the surrounding area, with a strong aroma.
She raised her head and saw a beautiful face. Man Ningning was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Vice President, what's the matter?"
Wen You had a faint smile on her face, "Jun Yun and I are classmates, but I never know what he likes to eat, what color clothes he likes, or what movies he likes to watch."
A faint doubt flashed in Man Ningning's eyes, and she looked at Wenyou. Xu Wenyou felt that she had asked too much, so she laughed a few times, "Don't get me wrong. We will have a class reunion in a few days. I
I just want to know the preferences among my classmates."
"Preferences..." Man Ningning smiled lightly: "Jun Yun is usually very casual. Whether it is food or clothing, as long as it is simple and clean. There are no special requirements."
"No special requirements?" Wenyou whispered repeatedly, her eyes fell on Man Ningning's face, looking at her fair skin, and smiled: "How can a person not have special requirements? Could it be that...
You don’t want to tell me?”
"Of course not." Man Ningning closed the information in her hand, "You have known Junyun earlier than me. Relatively speaking, I think you are used to his casual look. Junyun is like this.
, I don’t like to specifically like something, or fall in love with a color.”
"I understand." Wenyou turned around and snorted silently.
Such an answer is the same as no answer.
She crossed her arms and walked out of the office arrogantly.
The light outside slowly dimmed over time, and the sky was filled with crimson morning glow, which became faintly lighter as the sun set.
When Man Ningning turned off her computer and was getting ready to get off work, Wen Jiedi walked in, wearing a black suit that looked elegant on him.
Walking straight to Xing Yuanmi, Wen Jiedi smiled playfully, "I wonder if Miss Xing Yuanmi is free in the evening?"
Xing Yuanmi glanced at him faintly, and then looked at the computer screen in front of her. At this moment, her colleagues were getting off work one after another, but their eyes seemed to be indifferent.
"I wonder if Miss Xing Yuanmi is free in the evening?" Wen Jiedi repeated again. Man Ningning packed her bag. Seeing Wen Jiedi looking at her, Man Ningning shrugged helplessly.
The relationship between them may be just friends, but they seem to be enemies. The relationship is obviously that of a superior and a subordinate, but it seems that there is no relationship at that level.
Man Ningning felt helpless towards them.
She took her bag and left the office. She wanted to ignore their relationship, but when she walked into the elevator, Man Ningning pressed the number.