The hand holding the folder suddenly stiffened. Yu Qingji sighed secretly and looked at Han Shuwen: "Shu Wen, to be honest, I really don't have much confidence."
Han Shuwen looked at the wry smile on the corner of her mouth and felt a pain in his heart. "Silly girl!" He walked up to her and rubbed her hair as before. "The Yu Qingji I know is not like this. Don't you say you are a
Is it a weed? The more difficult the environment, the faster it grows."
Hearing him talk about weeds, Yu Qingji laughed. That was when they first met. For some reason, Han Shuwen loved to tease her, and he had all kinds of weird tricks. At first, she tolerated it.
Who said he was a young master from a rich family, but she was just a poor little girl? She didn't want to offend him, and it would be uneconomical to prevent herself from going to class.
So she endured it for a while, and then she couldn't bear it anymore, so she ran up to him and scolded him severely. Although most of the curse words were forgotten, there was one sentence that still left a deep impression on her.
.That’s her Yu Qingji’s weed theory.
"Please don't bring this up every time I'm depressed. It makes me want to forget this episode and the past that I was punished by you." Yu Qingji smiled and patted him. "But, at that time,
You are really going too far. I didn't offend you either, so why do you have to tease me?"
Han Shuwen grinned. She had asked this question many times, but he was unwilling to tell her because the answer was the deepest secret in his heart. He would not tell it without complete guarantee.
"You're like that again!" Yu Qingji hit him again and said dissatisfied: "Every time I ask you this question, you have this weird expression on your face. It's so ugly!"
"Ugly?" Han Shuwen held his face in exaggeration and looked at her sadly: "Qing Ji, you are too hurtful. I have tried so hard to make you relax and regain your confidence. You still hit me like this. Why?
He said that I am also a handsome guy that everyone loves!"
Seeing him look so lively, Yu Qingji couldn't help but smile. The original feeling of unconfidence and depression had long since disappeared by the clouds.
Seeing her heartfelt laughter, Han Shuwen's handsome face was also full of smiles. He looked at her, with soft emotions in his eyes, thin and light, but not allowed to be ignored.
Yu Qingji stopped laughing and looked at him seriously: "Shu Wen, thank you very much for letting me get this director position. You also know that I need this job very much now. Without you, maybe I would
It’s impossible…”
"Qing Ji!" Han Shuwen interrupted her, and his tone was no longer frivolous: "You should understand my personality, public to public, private to private. You got this job based on your own talent, not mine.
Help, you know?”
"Anyway, thank you!"
"If you keep saying that, I'm going to get angry."
"Okay, is it okay if I don't say it?" She stuck out her tongue playfully, unaware of how tempting this action was.
Han Shuwen stared blankly at the little pink tongue, feeling inexplicably hot. He breathed a sigh of relief and tried hard to suppress the restlessness in his mind. He looked at Yu Qingji awkwardly, for fear that she would notice him.
Something unusual. Fortunately, she was looking down at the document in her hand and didn't seem to notice anything.
Her hair was a little messy, and a few strands playfully fell to her ears and scattered on the documents, covering half of her fair face. Her lips were slightly raised, and there were dots of light lip balm.
The brilliance seems to be inviting people to come and taste it...
The office door was knocked twice, and Yu Qingji and Han Shuwen looked up at the door at the same time. It was a woman in her thirties, wearing a black suit, who looked smart and capable.