happiness.
Bo Lin suddenly asked, "Are you also working part-time at Xie Zhiwei's company today?"
Hua Jian gave him a strange look, muttering to herself, "So he saw me today? Then why did he act like he didn't recognize me when I tried to say hello?"
Bo Lin's hand holding the coffee cup suddenly trembled, and the coffee almost spilled out.
Fortunately, Hua Jian's attention was not on him.
"It can be considered a part-time job, right? Does Mr. Bo also go there to discuss work?"
There's nothing wrong with helping Cheng Ruimu find partners for his script part-time.
"Besides teaching Fan Ling, I go to school from Monday to Friday, work part-time at UP in the evenings, and now I have to go to Xie Zhiwei's place..."
"Cough cough cough!" Hua Jian suddenly burst into coughing.
Bo Lin put down his coffee cup and frowned, "What's wrong with you? Did you choke? Be careful."
Hua Jianke's cheeks flushed, and her eyes were moist: "Did you know I was working part-time at UP?"
Bo Lin was puzzled: "Why don't you know?"
Hua Jian looked strange, which made Bo Lin react.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face: "You don't think I didn't recognize you just because you changed your glasses, do you?"
Bo Lin's smile grew wider.
Hua Jian, who was sitting across from him, was amazed. "Boss Bo looks so good when he smiles. No wonder he doesn't smile often. If he did, his subordinates wouldn't even be afraid of him anymore."
The boy's voice was full of sincerity. Bo Lin pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
"Mr. Bo, please don't misunderstand. My part-time job at UP won't interfere with my teaching Miss Fanling."
"Well, Fan Ling likes you very much. Just come to art class on time."
The tea room returned to calm again, but the atmosphere was a little different from before.
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