Early in the morning, Zheng Hante and Lin Jingxuan, who met in the parking lot, were adjusting their clothes. Amidst the polite and smiling greetings from their colleagues around them, the two walked towards the inside of the building, talking and laughing.
"Senior, I think this new director is actually a pretty good person." Zheng Hante, who was naturally one step behind Lin Jingxuan, finally smoothed out the slightly wrinkled clothes on his body, then raised his head and smiled at Lin Jingxuan.
"Well! You weren't the one who suffered emotionally yesterday, right?" She turned around and gave Zheng Hante an annoyed look. Lin Jingxuan couldn't help but think of the way Assistant Huang slapped the table and scolded her last night, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps on her body.
"Ahem! Senior, why did the director bring the baby alone? Why didn't he see the director's wife? Do you think he was divorced..." After being complained by Lin Jingxuan, Zheng Hante coughed twice in embarrassment and changed the subject again, his face flashing.
Showing a gossipy expression.
"Young and promising, somewhat normal habits of a rich second generation, even divorce is acceptable." To be honest, Lin Jingxuan was also very curious about the situation of the new director raising a child alone.
In other words, there is no one in the company who is not curious! It’s just that everyone tacitly chooses to pretend not to know. After all, you can’t ask someone directly! And the other person is still your boss.
"But I don't look like it! If I really have to choose, I would choose to believe that Director Cheng's wife may have passed away. Yesterday, I saw Director Cheng seemed to love his children very much." Lin Jingxuan agreed to her conjecture.
, Zheng Hante became confused and muttered.
As Zheng Hante's mutterings subsided, the two people who had already walked outside the door of IU's studio heard several sneezes suddenly coming from inside the studio.
When the two of them walked into the studio, they saw Zhien wearing a long white coat, covering his nose with a tissue.
"Good morning, little ancestor Zhien, do you have a cold?"
"Ah, why did someone come so early today?"
"Good morning, Hunter Oppa, stinky squirrel, I don't think you have a cold. He was fine just now. Someone must have said bad things about me behind my back and I caught him. He must give me a good lesson." He turned to look at the man who walked in with a smile.
The two of them, Zhien rubbed his little nose before replying.
"Um, really?" Although he knew it had nothing to do with him, Zheng Hante looked at Zhien who was clenching his fists and making gestures. For some reason, his body suddenly shivered involuntarily.
"By the way, Zhien, what are you doing?" He picked up the quilt, took a cup of hot water from the water dispenser and held it in his hand. Lin Jingxuan looked at Zhien who was holding the perfume, and sprayed Zhien into the air in front of him.
He asked with a weird face.
"It's nothing. Squirrel, please help me spray my back." I was worried about how to spray a little on my back. At this time, I saw Lin Jingxuan spoke. Zhien brought up a gust of fragrance and ran towards Lin Jingxuan with the perfume.
"Uh~, Ah Xi, you damn girl, stay away from me." Lin Jingxuan, who was still looking at Zhien running towards him with a smile on his face, reaching out to take the perfume, his expression suddenly changed, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and faced
Zhien, who was still two or three meters away from me, raised her palms and made a gesture to stay away from me.
"Mo! What are you doing, stinky squirrel?" Seeing Lin Jingxuan raising his palms and looking at him with fear, Zhien couldn't help but stop and looked at Lin Jingxuan with confusion.
"You're still squirting. I'm afraid you've squirted a bucket full of it! What do you want to do, have a convulsion?" Seeing Zhien stop, Lin Jingxuan looked like she was having trouble breathing, turned around and stuck her head out of the studio, breathing greedily.
After taking two breaths of fresh air, he took his head back and looked at Zhi En, who was still unaware of what he was doing in front of him, with a dark look on his face.
"Is it that serious? Why do I feel so bad?" Zhien pulled up his collar and took a sniff. Feeling fine, Zhien looked at the smelly squirrel in front of him suspiciously.
"If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look at Han Te." From the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of Zheng Han Te sitting at the computer desk holding his nose and snickering. Lin Jingxuan also laughed, and suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Zheng Han Te.
"No, no! I've recently had a relapse of rhinitis and I'm very sensitive." Seeing that Zhien was walking towards him obediently, Zheng Hante raised his hand in a hurry and made up an excuse.
Although Zhien hasn't walked in yet, the rich fragrance that has spread throughout the studio has already made him a little breathless.
If Zhien walked in, he would still be suffocated. In his eyes, Zhien now had become a human-shaped perfume bottle.
""Two big pig hooves, you deserve to be single. It smells so good, hum~, I won't play with you anymore, I'm leaving."" He glared at the two of them angrily, and Zhien finished angrily,
Just walked outside the studio.
"Hey~, what are you going to do again?" Seeing Zhien angrily about to walk out, Lin Jingxuan immediately stepped forward and opened his arms to stop in front of the door, staring at the restless little guy in front of him with a vigilant expression.
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You must know that the little guy in front of you may not look petite, but he is actually a very fierce little guy. Yesterday he was the murderer of a man.
"I'm going to find Director Cheng." He bent down and slipped out from under Lin Jingxuan's arm. Zhien said a word, turned to Lin Jingxuan and made a face, and ran away without looking back.
Lin Jingxuan was left standing stupidly in front of the door with a look of horror on his face.