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Chapter 291: Two women compete for one man

There is no promise in this world that can last a lifetime, and a passionate love will not last for thirty or fifty years without cooling down. Only the ordinary mutual support is the true meaning of two people getting along. Isn’t it true that people can only grow after they have been hurt?

Do you realize this?

Qin Xiaoman was sitting at his desk, with English materials open under his hands, staying on one page for a long time.

She doesn't want to bring her personal emotions to work, but this is obviously not easy to do.

It is almost a detention-like life trajectory, because of the strong longing for not being able to see or seeing her from a distance but not being able to say a word, the mother's firm opposition, and all kinds of resistance that will come one after another in the future... occupying

her whole thinking.

She also wanted to declare almost arbitrarily and unreasonably that 'love is only a matter between two people and no one else should get involved', but she knew it wouldn't work because it was the love she chose.

It turns out that it is forbidden love in the usual sense. How much courage does it take to close your ears and eyes and wander leisurely in your own world?

"Hey, the travel channel has changed its host. Did you watch TV last night?" A desk away from each other, two female colleagues in their thirties were chatting while working while holding tea.

"Yes, I have a cousin who works as an assistant at a TV station. I heard that Lan Ling was suspended and placed on probation. Maybe it has something to do with what happened that day."

The other party did not answer this person's question. Instead, he turned towards Qin Xiaoman with some uncertain and abrupt probing.

"Xiao Qin, what happened when the host named Lan came to see you after work that day? Is it really like what was written in the newspaper? Although he knew it was private, he still came to do these boring digs, Qin Xiaoman

I really wonder where the quality of these high-quality talents has gone?

If it were normal times, she might not mind the occasional mutual understanding between colleagues about personal life. It is very common for women to ask each other what their boyfriends are, and even their height and weight. But in the current difficult situation,

Speaking of which, in her already aggrieved and irritable mood, she just wanted to ask the other party loudly, "What does this have to do with you? What does it have to do with you?"

The good character and cultivation she had developed over the years did not allow her to indulge her willfulness like this. The depressed woman had nowhere to hide, so she had to stand up in a hurry and use a perfunctory tone that she did not believe.

"That's not the case. The newspaper just made it up." After saying that, he picked up the tea cup and walked out the door.

The two ladies who started the conversation obviously would not be easily persuaded when the slender figure walked out of the door.

The person who was full of questions and missed a good show because he was out on business that day even moved closer to the audience member who knew the inside story and asked in a low voice, "What happened that day?"

"It's just a drama between two women fighting for one man. The other man is the general manager of Hengsheng Hotel Group..."

Qin Xiaoman turned to a secluded stairwell, holding an empty teacup in her hand. The boring conversation was still going on, and she could guess it with her toes.

Now, there is another rumor from a colleague in this already chaotic and bad situation. Qin Xiaoman chuckles a little self-deprecatingly. So, what else will happen in the future?

Now, because of this trivial matter, it is enough for them to put down their work and pay attention. If they know that the man is actually their half-brother who is related by blood, will the translation company change its career to a newspaper agency?

?

In a daze, staring at the floor, the phone rang.

"Honey, I just finished a meeting, don't you think I have any?"


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