"Yiyi, answer it quickly."

Cen Bowen stood aside, looking at Song Yiyi in a daze, and hurriedly reminded her.

Song Yiyi then took the cup of water and looked up at Cen Yue: "Thank you."

She picked it up and took a sip. It tasted sweet, it was sugar water.

Cen Yue quickly sat behind the desk, slowly rolling up his sleeves as he asked Cen Bowen, "What are you going to do?"

Whatever the truth, the impact has been made.

The group will not allow such rumors that undermine public morale to continue to spread.

Cen Bowen also knew it in his heart.

He clenched his fists, as if to encourage himself, and reported loudly: "Report to the political commissar! This relationship is because of me. I have made up my mind. I want to establish a deeper revolutionary friendship with Comrade Song Yiyi! I want to marry her!"

Song Yiyi's eardrums were hurt by Cen Bowen's shock, and she couldn't help but glance at him.

Cen Yue didn't react much, his face calm. "Is this your solution to the problem? Have you discussed this with Comrade Song? Have you discussed it with her family?"

Cen Bowen instantly regained his playful smile: "It's not too late yet. Isn't my brother on a mission and hasn't come back yet?"

Cen Bowen found the name "Big Brother" very easy to use and was extremely shameless.

He glanced at Song Yiyi with a smile and continued, "I've told Yiyi that I'll propose marriage when Big Brother comes! As for my family, I'll take Yiyi home to send a telegram later."

Song Yiyi sat beside him and drank water attentively.

It's not that she doesn't have ideas.

But now the story is still developing according to the plot of the original book. She has not said a word from beginning to end. It is all Cen Bowen's wishful thinking.

Wait for the original owner to come and make your own choice.

She wanted to stay out of it, but some people were unhappy.

After Cen Bowen finished speaking, Cen Yue said nothing. He placed his hands on the desk, rubbing the scar on his knuckles intentionally or unintentionally.

When his sleeves were rolled up, the thin scar on his wrist was revealed.

After a long while, he said indifferently, "Comrade Song, what do you think?"

The atmosphere in the office seemed to become tense.

Song Yiyi raised her head cautiously, looked at Cen Bowen with the most innocent eyes, and reached out to tug at the corner of his clothes.

Cen Bowen lowered his head and comforted softly: "No, just say what you think."

Her well-behaved look made Cen Bowen feel itchy in his heart.

He couldn't help but say to Cen Yue, "Uncle, Yiyi is timid. If you're too serious, she'll be scared. How about I take her with me first? Don't worry, I'll definitely give the team an explanation about this!"

The office was quiet for a few seconds.

Song Yiyi didn't look up. She only heard a soft tapping on the table, followed by a clear, magnetic voice: "Bowen, you should go out first. Comrade Song's wishes should be expressed by her own voice."

Cen Bowen wanted to say a few more words to help Song Yiyi, but when he saw his uncle's cold face, he felt a little scared.

He pursed his lips, smiled awkwardly and comforted: "Yiyi, I'll wait for you outside. Just answer whatever your uncle asks. Don't be afraid."

After saying that, Cen Bowen quickly went out.

That posture looked like fleeing in panic.

Cen Bowen closed the office door from the outside, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Song Yiyi lowered her eyes and waited for a while.

The man opposite her didn't make a sound, so she looked up reluctantly, "Chief, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

She was more or less impatient.

She wanted to pretend to be as obedient as the original owner, but she was used to being domineering in the past, so she would eventually reveal some flaws.

Cen Yue stared at her intently, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed: "Your elder brother has been missing for a month, don't you want to know how he's doing?"

He opened the drawer and placed a letter on the table.

Big brother? Gu Chengze?

Song Yiyi blinked, stood up and walked over, without even looking at it, folded the envelope and put it in her pocket.

"Thank you, Chief."