A transparent little author is bound by an unreliable system and transmigrates into the story, landing right in a big shot's embrace.
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They all attended top schools, studied their favorite majors, found jobs they liked, and gained a certain reputation in their respective fields. What a fortunate life they had! A hint of envy appeared in Lan Qingyue's beautiful eyes, but it was hidden by the night.
She said, "That's great. It's so lucky to be able to do what you love."
"Is that so?" Wei Yu replied casually.
There are streetlights on both sides of the path. The warm light is not too bright, casting a soft shadow that reflects the swaying lavender.
Wei Yu maintained the posture of supporting her chin, the hazy night softening her facial features and melting away a bit of her coldness.
There's a story behind it!
Lan Qingyue's curiosity grew stronger and stronger, like a pair of kitten claws scratching at her heart, making her eager to grab and tear through that protective net.
Several times, Lan Qingyue almost couldn't help but ask Wei Yu what had happened in the past few years and why her obsession was so strong.
The two enjoyed the warm summer night breeze for over an hour before returning to their room.
Everyone joined a group chat, and the director tagged everyone to meet in the lobby on the first floor at 8 a.m. tomorrow to assign tasks.
Lan Qingyue clicked "+1" and said to Wei Yu, "Finally, the task is about to be assigned. I'm kind of looking forward to it."
Wei Yu replied with a smile, "Looking forward to it too."
Chen Xi also lived on the fourth floor. Lan Qingyue and Wei Yu walked to the fourth-floor corridor, and she was just about to go downstairs when the three of them bumped into each other.
Because of the little incident at dinner, Lan Qingyue now feels a little resistant to Chen Xi and is less willing to interact with her.
Chen Xi greeted them first, "Good evening, you two."
After speaking, she glanced at Wei Yu, and finally her gaze fell on Lan Qingyue's face, a half-smile on her face, carrying a hint of probing.
Lan Qingyue was a little nervous, but smiled back at her and said, "Good evening, Miss Chen."
As she was about to walk past her back to her room, Chen Xi moved her feet lightly and blocked Lan Qingyue's path.
Lan Qingyue: "..."
Is something wrong with you?
I don't know you.
Why are you blocking my way?
Haven't you heard of a good dog not blocking the way?!
Chen Xi gently hooked a strand of hair with one finger, rolled it a few times, and then released it. She stared at Lan Qingyue for several seconds before slowly speaking, "There were too many people at the banquet, and I didn't have time to say much to you both. I'm so sorry."
Lan Qingyue: "..."
You've practically dug up Wei Yu's private affairs, and you haven't said much yet?
Since this program is public, regardless of whether Chen Xi's words are true or false, the audience will always have doubts and make more guesses.
By linking Wei Yu and Ji Junyao together like this, regardless of whether their relationship is real or not, the chances of the woman being criticized are no less than 50%.
Wei Yu's family background was also ordinary, and she had only been working for a year when she met Ji Junyao, a person in a high position. This provoked some people, who, to put it bluntly, were just sour grapes.
If Wei Yu doesn't get scolded, who will?
No matter what circle you're in, as long as it's public, it's always this realistic and devoid of human touch.
Lan Qingyue is becoming increasingly adept at summarizing these things, thanks in large part to the original owner's identity and memories, which have added a few realistic touches to her naivety.
Lan Qingyue didn't understand why Wei Yu didn't leave immediately. Since Wei Yu didn't leave, she felt embarrassed to leave Wei Yu behind and go alone.
Chen Xi looked at Lan Qingyue, who was silent and somewhat confused, and chuckled, "Miss Lan, don't you remember me?"