"Let's see, I won't lose a piece of meat for you." Chang Shang muttered in a low voice.
The next second she looked away, carrying her bag, holding her head high, mustering up some courage, and passed by him.
When she walked into the hall, she couldn't help but look back, and she happened to meet Chang Mian's looking back. She quickly turned her head again, not daring to look back again.
Chang Mian stared at her small red battery car in boredom, wondering what she was thinking.
The giant clock in the hall has its hands moving from two o'clock to five o'clock in the afternoon.
Chang Shang walked out of the hall again and found Chang Mian still standing there.
This time she didn't look at him again.
There were a lot of people getting off work at the moment, and employees in twos and threes came out of the building, but no one dared to entertain Vice President Chang. No matter how new it felt, everyone instinctively lowered their heads and passed him quickly.
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Changshang found her small battery car, put her bag in the trunk of the small battery car, inserted the key, and drove briskly to the non-motorized lane.
Fu Hong walked out of the building, carrying the car keys, and walked to Chang Mian's side.
He turned slightly to the side, his distant gaze fell on the beautiful figure who disappeared on the non-motorized road. He pursed his lips, with a gorgeous and sexy posture, and said slowly: "Are you at a standstill?"
Chang Mian raised his eyebrows. "I've had enough fun! Just throw it away!"
"Let's go." Fu Hong strode out.
After Chang Mian received the pardon, he immediately threw the "I'm Forbidden Standing" fingerboard on his neck that Qin Shou and Lan Yazheng had put on it, but he walked into the building.
Fu Hong turned around: "Go to my place, I'll treat you to dinner."
Chang Mian smiled when he heard this: "I won't disturb your love time with my sister-in-law, right?"
"Are you going or not?"
Chang Mian immediately started to catch up. "Of course, I have been standing all afternoon and my legs are sore. Please allow me to stretch my muscles."
The two men walked into the parking lot and found the car.
Chang Mian sat in the passenger seat, looking for a cigarette. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find it, so he simply pulled down the window to let in the air.
Holding his head with one hand, Chang Mian suddenly turned his head: "Brother, how did you and Yangyang meet? How did you break up in the past few years? And Junjun, you are such an old child. You have been separated for seven years
It’s been eight years, right? After so long, you still have feelings?”
Fu Hong turned the steering wheel and slid into another lane.
With a bit of reluctance. "Why do you ask?"
"Curious." Chang Mian touched his chin with his abdominal finger and said with a hint of irritation, "Still upset!"
"You may not believe us even if I tell you about it. You can't explain it clearly in just a few words. If you are upset, just think about why you are upset. There are a thousand contradictions in a thousand relationships. I am here for you.
No reference found."
Chang Mian seemed to have been pried into his thoughts, and immediately denied it: "Who said that I am upset because of my feelings? The weather is too dry, I am angry, I am just upset."
Fu Hong concentrated on driving and was silent for a long time, but did not continue the topic.
Chang Mian sat quietly and looked at the route of the car: "This is not the way to your home."
"Yangyang likes to eat yogurt smoothies from a store in the west of the city. I promised to bring her a cup back." Fu Hong showed a doting look quietly and naturally. Halfway through, he stopped the car and went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet.
Red rose, put it down on the back seat.
Chang Mian raised his eyebrows: "Don't tell me, I bought it for my sister-in-law."