Le Yushan held the box in her hand and trudged back to the small apartment she shared with others.
She held the box in her hand and it was inconvenient to take the key from her backpack, so she rang the doorbell.
However, after pressing the doorbell, the clear doorbell rang.
Le Yushan waited for a long time, but no one opened the door for her.
She frowned and pursed her lips.
Obviously, all three of them must be at home at this time, but no one is willing to open the door for her. She has no sense of existence!
Thinking in her mind, Le Yushan had no choice but to put the box in her hand on the ground, take out the key from her backpack, and open the door.
When she opened the door, she saw her three roommates sitting on the sofa, their three heads together, as if they were discussing something interesting, and their three pairs of watery or enchanting eyes shining with excitement.
Le Yushan moved the box into the room and closed the door.
She walked up to the three people, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily: "Hey! I'm holding something in my hand and ringing the doorbell, why don't you open the door for me!"
"Hey, didn't you come in?"
"We are busy! Who cares about you!"
"I know you have the key, so you can definitely come in!"
The three of them didn't even raise their heads, and each of them threw it to Le Yushan.
When Le Yushan heard this, she felt tangled in her heart. Suddenly, she had a feeling that these three roommates were a bunch of bad friends. But soon, she accidentally glanced at the newspaper in Xixi's hand.
"Look, this woman's curves are really bad. This kind of underground lover can still be considered a president?" Xixi said angrily: "My naked back photo is definitely much prettier than hers. If only his lover could make it public
I will definitely win the beauty pageant!"
When Le Yushan heard this, she realized that the woman with bad curves that Xixi mentioned was herself.
Xixi definitely didn’t know that the woman in the photo was her! Fortunately, she didn’t write her name!
Finally, when things happened to me, the paparazzi was not necessarily a good thing! The soft and handsome face came to mind, as well as his light tone. When he spoke, he was neither angry nor angry, and listened to his words.
The voice felt like a breeze blowing by. But she remembered every word she said to him.
Ye Zi agreed from the side: "Yes! I think so too! As for Xixi, you must be better than this woman."
Manon couldn't help it anymore and said: "What kind of CEO is this man, but he is definitely the perfect interpretation of General Attack. Look, this cold look, this cruel aspect. Wow, it's written in the book
If so, he must be very capable of torture, and he will torture the little one to death, even to death!"
"Also, look! The heroine is a best-selling author of danbi novels, Liu. Wow, isn't this talking about me? However, I don't like straight men, I want to bend him! Hehe, this is a rotten girl
It’s an arduous task with a long way to go!” Liu Manong said with a sly smile.
Le Yushan looked at these three women and was completely speechless.
She began to regret using Liu Manong's identity.
While I was stunned, I heard Xixi scream.
"Ah! What did I see? What did I see? Look, this report was actually written by Le Yushan? Isn't she going to be fired from the company?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three people's eyes fell on Le Yushan, glowing with curiosity.
Le Yushan straightened her back and nodded: "Yes! I wrote it."
"You wrote it, then you should have met the president!" Ye Zi asked.
"Um."
"Isn't that handsome?"
Le Yushan thought about it carefully and came to the conclusion: "He should be more handsome than the one in the newspaper!"
This made Xixi blush and scream.
"So handsome! Do you have his phone number? Or business card or something? I want to have a PK with his underground lover. I don't believe it. With my charm, I, Ai Xixi, can't handle this gentle CEO!"
Le Yushan has it. Her mobile phone contains not only Meng Yanxi’s office phone number, but also his personal mobile phone number.
But she said against her will: "I took this photo, he shouldn't know me. Why do I have a number and a business card?" She didn't want to tell Xixi and the others. On the one hand, she knew that Meng Yanxi would be disgusted with her.
Doing this. Secondly, she felt sad. She felt that by giving them her phone number, she was giving them her little secret.
Although, she told herself that everything with Meng Yanxi was just a dream.
However, she still selfishly wanted to say that this dream should also be between her and him.
Xixi said frustratedly: "No! Le Yushan, you are an entertainment paparazzi for nothing!"
Manon from the side also helped: "I also want to get to know him and try my best to bend him. If you don't know him, I won't have a chance!"
"It's just that we met. I won't be an entertainment reporter in the future. I have resigned. There should be no chance to meet again in the future!" Le Yushan's eyes were gloomy, and she no longer paid attention to the group of her sisters, and just hugged her on the ground.
The two boxes were brought into the room.
It was rare for the three of them to see Le Yushan's melancholy look, so they couldn't help but feel strange and looked at each other in confusion.
Le Yushan entered her small room, closed the door, and leaned on the door panel.
Meng Yanxi...
In the dream wedding, he clamped her wrists, leaving her with nowhere to escape.
In the drunken night, he ignited a flickering flame on her body.
In the office, he made her rethink her dreams.
…
No chance.
How could such an outstanding person like him not have a girlfriend?
And how could someone as ordinary as himself be worthy of him?
That kind of commoner Cinderella and rich man can only appear in newspapers. Without newspapers, what she writes becomes nonsense.
Forget it, lost is lost, but life still has to go on, right?
From now on, Meng Yanxi will still be his superior CEO, and she will still be a little reporter, nothing more, nothing more.
*Because of the news in the newspaper.
Meng Yanxi sensitively felt that her colleagues and passers-by began to look at him with unclear meaning.
Although I didn't dare to say anything to him, I couldn't help but cast a curious look at him.
Returning to his apartment, he took out the newspaper from his briefcase.
In the newspaper, that white bare back photo.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He had never asked Le Yushan if this photo was hers?
Because Meng Yanxi knew that the name in the text was not hers, but the beautiful back in the photo was hers.
On the left side of her right back, there was a small cinnabar mole. If it hadn't been for that extravagant night, he wouldn't have known it so clearly.
However, there is no chance for us to meet again, right?
Thinking about it, he crumpled the newspaper in his hand into a ball, threw it gently, and the newspaper became a ball and was thrown into the trash can.