When I got off the attic, my watch pointed to 7:45. There were still 15 minutes left. Thinking like this, I hurriedly walked forward.
It was finally time to go to work, and Ling'er dared to quietly open her bag after sitting at her desk.
"strangeness!"
I saw a snake-shaped thing like an ancient hairpin lying in the bag.
Very beautiful, sparkling. Is it a diamond? Yep! Thinking of this, I feel even more disapproving.
The pendant of the hairpin actually has a big pearl like a glass ball, which emits a very strange light. It is green, purple, white, and cyan.
When I was holding Xun and thinking about what material it was made of, someone next to me spoke.
"Hey, Ling'er, what's that in your hand? It's so strange. It's sparkling."
"Me," hearing her say, Ling'er immediately stuffed things into her bag. But it was still too late.
"What's so precious? Take it out and take a look. Your sister gave it to you?"
Someone had already stopped her hand from putting it in, grabbed the hairpin and asked strangely.
"No. Pay me back soon. I still have things to do today, and I don't want to work overtime tonight."
Thinking of that weird man, I felt indescribable nervousness. I grabbed my favorite and stuffed it into my bag. I lowered my head and went to work.
"Just looking at it. Really, your sister married a rich man, and you sisters are still working. If my sister married so well, I wouldn't do this kind of work. I'll ask my brother-in-law to find a better job for me.
Something a little more relaxed…”
Seeing that she didn't say anything, the man said helplessly.
"My brother-in-law's money belongs to him. We work hard on our own..."
The movement here made a man behind Linger, wearing glasses and looking very gentle, raise his head. He obviously disdained the talkative woman.
"Quiet. The boss is here. If you didn't do a good job tonight, whoever didn't do a good job will work overtime by yourself. Everyone has no reason to accompany you."
He reminded the woman next to Ling'er, after listening, she turned around and walked to her seat. The supervisor just came in, and these people all lowered their heads and went to work.
"Ling'er, don't be bothered by the words of the eighth mother-in-law."
What I saw when I turned around was a pair of thoughtful and affectionate eyes wearing glasses. This was Ma Junyong. He was the little boss in Ling'er's office.
She had just arrived, she was beautiful and worked very sincerely. Naturally, she was loved by many people in the office. Just because Ma Junyong was so considerate towards her, she couldn't help but arouse the jealousy of some people.
Ling'er chuckled and turned to look at him, Ling'er said calmly and lowered her head to drink tea.
"Depending on the situation, I don't think I need to work overtime today. By the way, are you free tonight?"
The man also took the water, but his eyes followed Ling'er.
"I hope so. If I don't have to work overtime, I want to go to my sister's house. She called me a long time ago and asked me to go. I have been working overtime these days and don't have time."
Seeing what he said, Ling'er smiled tiredly, said to him, and got up to drink water.
"Well, that's right. Ling'er, do you have a boyfriend? Me."
After a while, Junyong took a few deep breaths and asked the woman next to him.
"My sister and I have only been here a long time. Then, I..."
Being asked suddenly, Linger was stunned. When he realized what he had said, he put down his cup and walked out.
But she was secretly regretting in her heart, was she stupid? How could she tell others this.
Ma Junyong is a good person. He is handsome, gentle and considerate, talks little, and is capable and decisive in his work. People just ask casually, why are you so easily fluctuated?
When did she get ink on her hands? Red, as sexy as blood. Although it was only as big as a grain of rice, it made her very weird.
Without thinking much, I picked up a tissue and wiped the red spot. I thought it was an ink stain that I accidentally made in the morning, but nothing happened when I wiped it.
I picked up a wet wipe and wiped it. It still didn't come off. Is it hemorrhoids?
I suspected it was an ordinary illusion. When I took a look at the photo in the bag, my arms were as smooth as ice.
This photo was taken when she first entered this company. Looking at the red hemorrhoids with a coquettish light, she frowned consciously and couldn't think of a reason at all.
"What's wrong?"
Ma Junyong came over and saw how worried she was. He asked unconsciously.
She came back to her senses and calmed herself down. The next busy work made her completely forget about this incident.
Little did she know that it was this small mark that made her love life full of ups and downs, bitterness, and of course sweetness and twists.