Ouyang Weiwei threw her cell phone back into her bag angrily, took the elevator down, and left Tang's Hospital.
But he sat in the car but didn't drive for a long time. He leaned on the steering wheel and was depressed. Why did he pour out the food he cooked and started to go out to eat with a girl? It wasn't that he was afraid of his flirting, because she knew Qianye's temperament very well.
, he is not someone who will be swayed by women.
But……
"Ah, my head hurts..." Ouyang Weiwei pressed her forehead, feeling a sudden discomfort on her face.
She felt that these past few days were very strange, and she had a headache when she thought about things too much.
Unfortunately, her brain has not fully recovered from the aftereffects of being hypnotized last time...
In the end, in order not to cause previous misunderstandings, she decided to ask in person!
Fifty-eighth floor of Tang Building——
The CEO's office floor is decorated with extraordinary luxury. Every brick and wall is filled with money, the corridors are gorgeous, there is a row of silver light pools on the top, and even the corridors are fully air-conditioned...
As soon as Ouyang Weiwei went up, she saw Zhuang Mengting coming out of the bathroom to wash the cup. When she saw this, she was stunned for a moment, immediately put the cup on the work station and greeted her warmly as usual, "Weiwei, why are you back?
Already?"
Obviously this meant that Ouyang Weiwei was not welcome to come back, but her innocent and harmless look and voice immediately made people feel as if there was no malice, and she also felt pleasantly surprised.
But despite this, Ouyang Weiwei still felt uncomfortable, "Have you finished eating?"
"Eat." She said, as if she thought of something again, "Oh, by the way, Mr. Tang went out after eating just now. Did you see the lunch box he put on the table?"
Uncomfortable, uncomfortable, Ouyang Weiwei felt very uncomfortable.
She glanced at Zhuang Mengting angrily and said dullly, "He didn't eat at all. He poured the rice and went to the restaurant with you to eat, right?"
"Uh..." Zhuang Mengting suddenly had a look of embarrassment on her face, as if she had been exposed.
She slowly let go of Ouyang Weiwei's hand and said guiltily, "Weiwei, I'm sorry, actually Mr. Tang didn't pour the rice, I poured it. He said he didn't want to eat it, so he put it on the table. I'm afraid
You'll be sad if you see him not eating..."
Ouyang Weiwei glared at her angrily and folded her hands. If I'm sad, you don't need to help me with your own kindness.
As a result, when Zhuang Mengting saw that she was angry, she immediately pretended to be passionate and explained, "Weiwei, are you angry that I had dinner with Mr. Tang? Don't worry, I just went to the company restaurant with him to eat, and in general companies
All the directors, presidents and managers will have meals with their assistant secretaries, just to avoid their temporary needs, and there is no other intention..."
She explained eloquently, reminding her consciously or unconsciously that it was normal for her and Mr. Tang to be together.
But Ouyang Weiwei is not worried about this, "Really? That's really troublesome for you."
She quickly waved her hands seriously, "No trouble, no trouble, I will definitely do my job when I get paid..."
Ouyang Weiwei didn't want to talk to her anymore. Although she was a little confused, she began to feel very uncomfortable with Zhuang Mengting. She threw her away and walked straight to the door of Tang Qianye's office...
If you have any doubts, it's better to talk to Qianye.
Unexpectedly, seeing that she was unmoved, Zhuang Mengting clasped her hands tightly behind her.
Then, her bright apricot eyes turned, and she took two steps forward and immediately grabbed Ouyang Weiwei's wrist: "Oh, Weiwei, he is resting..."
Ouyang Weiwei turned around in shock, "What?" You haven't seen her yet?
"No, that, he has something else to do in the afternoon..."
Zhuang Mengting held her hand, with a look of extreme sadness on her pale face. She lowered her head and said unbearably, "Actually, Mr. Tang said that you should not come here these days. You know... delivering food here every day is pretty cool."
It’s embarrassing. Besides, young masters of their stature are quite picky..."
The meaning couldn't be more obvious, don't come here, your cooking will be unpalatable!
Ouyang Weiwei turned back and stared at her with angry eyes. She didn't believe Qianye would say that, "What? Is this what you said or what he said?"
Zhuang Mengting hurriedly waved her hands and said with a complicated expression, "It's not me..."
Ouyang Weiwei exclaimed, "Okay, that guy finally feels that her food is unpalatable and is embarrassed. He dare not say it himself and let his subordinates say it..."
No, no, she still didn't believe it, she wanted to ask him personally.
Regardless of Zhuang Mengting's obstruction, Ouyang Weiwei pushed the door open——
A spacious and beautiful office comes into view. Under the luxurious crystal chandelier, the ground is reflected like a mirror, spotless, and an expensive white carpet has been re-paved in the middle...
Tang Qianye was resting in a large black office chair with his head hanging down. He was wearing a white shirt and a suit jacket hanging behind the chair.
Under the bright lights, the long eyelashes left a row of fan-shaped shadows on that pale, delicate face.
Hearing the voice, he gently opened his eyes, "Weiwei? You're here."
Looking at his slightly tired eyes, Ouyang Weiwei's anger was instantly extinguished. She wondered if she was really preventing him from resting...
Zhuang Mengting followed in. She looked at Ouyang Weiwei and said to Tang Qianye as if she was embarrassed, "Mr. Tang, Weiwei..."
Tang Qianye paid attention to her existence and kept his eyes on Ouyang Weiwei.
Ouyang Weiwei was anxious, but she still said in a gentle tone, "Qianye, can I not come?"
She looked at him, a little aggrieved.
The original intention was, if you think the food I cook is unpalatable, don’t use it in the future. But Tang Qianye thought that she was really uncomfortable and wanted to rest for a few days. Thinking of the harm she had suffered because of his impulse, he
I felt guilty again...
He looked at her, his eyes under the long eyelashes feeling distressed, "Then let's rest for a few days."
Ouyang Weiwei bit her lip, her eyes wet.
Seeing this, Qianye got up from the chair, walked towards her, and gently held her shoulders, "What's wrong?"
The light and beautiful voice, like feathers, floats gently in the ears.
Ouyang Weiwei looked up at her, very angry, and said angrily, "It's nothing. If that's the case, then I'll go back..."
"Weiwei," he held her hand and looked at her with sleepy eyes, "How about we go inside and sleep for a while?"
As he said this, he put his arm around Ouyang Weiwei's shoulders and headed to the lounge inside.
Weiwei opened his hand without leaving a trace and turned away angrily, "No, it won't affect your work. I'll go back first."
Zhuang Mengting had been standing by silently, looking at Tang Qianye's tenderness towards her, she was so jealous that she wanted to die!
Seeing Ouyang Weiwei getting ready to go out, she finally became enlightened and immediately caught up with her, "Weiwei, I'll see you off..."
The office returned to silence, and the tile floor clearly reflected Tang Qianye's figure, slender and graceful. He stood there quietly, with a touch of tiredness in his eyes that gave him a charming aura even in his laziness.
But that pale, delicate face looked a little melancholy.
He was wondering if he was too busy and had too little time to spend with Weiwei?