Miss Wu didn't ask any more questions, and everyone was happy to hear that the CEO said there was no need to bring snacks to them, so that when someone brought them, they could eat them quietly using the CEO's reputation. It would be a pity to throw them away anyway, so they would just treat them as labor.
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She was confused.
But, you don't have to wait long.
She saw it at noon.
There was a slender and beautiful woman whose elegant dress attracted the attention of many company employees. She kept guarding the door of the company in a gentle manner.[
Such a Xiaojiabiyu and Linmei-type woman is exactly the type of woman sought after by the upper class in choosing a wife.
As soon as Tang Yiling left the company, the woman showed joy, came up to him, and called out in a gentle voice: "Brother Ling, I'm waiting for you to get off work..." The beauty had an attitude of not wanting to speak.
Under normal circumstances, if Tang Yiling is a gentleman enough, shouldn't he ask the lady what's the matter?
Helpless, Tang Yiling simply said "hmm" and said nothing.
He walked towards the parking lot, and the beautiful woman followed behind him.
Open the car door——
Mo Qier lowered her head, showing her grievance, pitifully, "Brother Ling, do you hate me?"
He hesitated and asked, "No. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Then did you eat the snacks I made?"
"No. Don't send them here in the future. I don't like sweet things, especially those pastries." Tang Yiling said calmly and directly. He had said these words dozens of times.
However, he seemed to be talking to the air, and Mo Qier still sent it to the company as usual every time.
He got into the car but didn't call her to get in.
Mo Qier was half-holding the unclosed car window, with a flash of hurt in her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Ling, are you still angry with me? Why are you still angry with me after two years?
I know I was wrong, I'm sorry."
Suddenly, as if something had been touched, Tang Yiling's eyes became cold and resentful, and he said gloomily: "You are not wrong, and I am not wrong either - the fault lies with that damn woman!"