Song Wanwan was shocked while sitting in his seat.

When she looked up, she found Rong Luchi standing beside her without knowing when.

She immediately put her hands away and placed them on the table like a good student.

A pair of eyes looked into the void, blinking continuously.

"It's just that I've been painting for a long time, so it's a little sour."

"Really?" Rong Luchi asked in a deep voice.

The two of them knew the answer to this rhetorical question.

"Thank you for your hard work, Designer Song."

Rong Luchi said meaningfully.

Song Wanwan almost vomited blood.

This man did it on purpose.

Deliberately teasing her.

He knew best why her hands were sore.

But now she was in the office, so she didn't dare say anything more.

She answered whatever he asked.

"Musen, I've approved the plan. Mark the parts that need to be changed and we'll have them fixed this afternoon."

"Okay." Mu Sen stood up and took it with both hands.

Rong Luchi walked out of the assistant's office in a good mood.

When passing by Song Wanwan, he looked at her red ears and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

After he left, Mu Sen blinked hard.

According to his observation, the boss personally delivered the documents to him, with his hands in his pockets and brisk steps.

You can tell at first glance that he is in a very good mood.

"Designer Song, my boss seems to be in a good mood today."

Mu Sen winked at Song Wanwan.

The sarcastic meaning is obvious.

Song Wanwan's face turned even redder.

She didn't even dare to raise her head.

Assistant Mu Sen looks gentle and dedicated, so why are you making fun of her?

Song Wanwan didn't even dare to raise his head, but lowered his head and drew silently.

Rong Luchi seemed to have heard Mu Sen's teasing as well.

He was walking towards the office with his tall and straight back. After Mu Sen finished laughing, he turned his head and looked back.

The deep black eyes reflected a cold depth.

Mu Sen suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and his smile stopped abruptly.

Even from a distance, one could feel the murderous and decisive aura of their boss.

So dangerous!

Mu Sen didn't dare to laugh anymore and sat down.

All I can say is that there is always someone who can defeat you.

The boss's spring has come, and they will all be able to relax.

Mu Sen was thinking about this when he saw the message from Young Master Jiang Mo asking how his boss was feeling.

Mu Sen immediately replied with a "very good".

It looks like spring is coming.

Jiang Mo understood immediately.

It seems that he doesn’t need to hide in Africa to mine!

After finally drawing a line draft, Song Wanwan put down his paintbrush and breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone next to me kept buzzing and vibrating.

She picked it up and looked at it.

It was Sunny who asked her to go to the restaurant.

Rong Luchi also sent a message, asking her if she wanted to go out for lunch with him at noon.

Go out to lunch with him?

Yesterday, the two of them made quick and heartwarming progress.

But he didn't confess his feelings, he just made a wish.

It’s not considered a relationship!

[No, a colleague invited me to a restaurant for lunch.]

【Male and female! 】

The other side replied immediately.

Song Wanwan laughed out loud when he saw these four words plus an exclamation mark.

【Girl.】

【good.】

Rong Luchi didn't say anything else.

Where are you going to eat lunch?

【I won’t go, just eat something casually. 】

Song Wanwan: [……]

Wait, she is not his girlfriend, nor is she his mother.

Why worry about what he's going to eat for lunch!

Sunny kept urging him, and Song Wanwan didn't want to waste time.

It's just that this is the peak dining time.

Song Wanwan looked at the enthusiastic Sunny, packed up his things and went downstairs with her.

Rong Luchi saw Song Wanwan stand up and replied to Gu Xingzhi with a message.

【Come up to the restaurant.】

Gu Xingzhi: [Company restaurant?]

Rong Luchi put his cell phone in his trouser pocket, stood up and went outside to give Mu Senlin a few instructions.

Instead of taking the elevator downstairs immediately, he went to the bathroom.

Song Wanwan got out of the elevator on the 15th floor.

Sunny was waiting for her outside, and when she saw her come out, her eyes immediately lit up.

"Wanwan, how about we start ordering food from the 12th floor? What flavor do you like?"

"I like Chinese food, let's go to the 15th floor." Song Wanwan refused.

Her identity is already sensitive, and if she flaunts herself from the 12th floor to the 15th floor, she might become a target in the crowd.

She had seen this once in the morning while waiting for the elevator.

"That's fine." Sunny smiled sweetly and immediately walked forward to hold her arm affectionately.

"Then we'll have Chinese food. The 15-layer version is spicy. Do you like it?"

"like."

First, I like spicy food because I inherited the taste of my grandfather’s family.

Second, people in this city tend to have a light taste.

If it's spicy, there should be fewer people.

"But there's a super delicious beauty-tonifying soup on the 14th floor. Almost every female colleague in the company orders it with every meal."

Sunny said, took Song Wanwan's hand, and pressed the floor button.

"Let's go to the 14th floor and get a bowl of beauty soup, and then come up to eat."

Song Wanwan wanted to refuse, but Sunny smiled and pulled her into the elevator.

There is no choice at all.

"Wanwan, your skin is so good, how do you maintain it?"

"I don't take care of my skin much, but my skin looks like my mother's."

"Then your mother must be very beautiful too, a great beauty!" Sunny praised sweetly.

Song Wanwan just pursed her lips and smiled.

One layer quickly.

The elevator door opened.

It feels like there are more people than on the 15th floor.

At the elevator entrance, I could hear the bustling atmosphere of the restaurant.

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