"Wait! You, you, you! Why won't you give it to her?!" Ye Shaoheng roared in fury, "Sister Yin belongs to everyone! How can you keep it to yourself!"
"I want to film it myself." Ye Shaoheng rejected the request without hesitation: "Sister Yin is in the office, you can talk to her."
Ye Shaoheng: "..."
What's the difference between this and killing him?
“If you don’t give it to me, I’ll tell Sister Yin that you’re using her photo as your screensaver.” Ye Shaoheng muttered to Nan Zhu, “Don’t think I don’t know that you’re burning incense to Sister Yin’s cyber image on your phone every day.”
"Go ahead," Nan Zhu said indifferently.
This is such a trivial matter; only a madwoman would care. At most, she might verbally tell him to delete the photos, but so what? Even if he doesn't delete them, what can Shi Yin do?
Kill him?
At most, people would just think his secretary is crazy.
Ye Shaoheng was furious. Why did Nan Zhu get the advantage of being so close to him? He should have applied for the secretary position!
"Then can I ask you a few questions? How did you put his parents at ease?" Faced with Nan Zhu's sharp tongue, Ye Shaoheng could only swallow his anger: "Besides, isn't Sister Yin right across the street?"
“As a soldier, just focus on fighting your battles. Don’t rack your meager brains over this little thing.” Nan Zhu said speechlessly, “From their expressions and conversation, we can tell that Shi Yin was talking to them about a sinecure that is in a safe position. Just go along with that.”
In fact, he almost described Tokine as someone who did logistical support or something similar to assist in the battle.
However, when he said that Shi Yin was highly talented, Shi Huaiyuan was clearly a little surprised and nervous, obviously Shi Yin was at a lower level than they were talking about.
Fortunately, Shi Huaiyuan didn't investigate further and didn't know any of the insiders. Ye Shaoheng's team didn't have any clerical or idle positions. Ye Shaoheng's team was all about fighting for their lives.
How will I cover this up if I find out later...?
Even after thinking about it, Nan Zhu still broke out in a cold sweat.
He used to be a diplomat. Although he sometimes exaggerated or tried to justify himself, he always based his arguments on facts and used his own interests to negotiate with foreign countries in order to gain more benefits.
I've never told a lie so casually before, especially one that already had a terrible lie to begin with...
Shi Yin, Shi Yin, you can't even come up with a lie that's believable...
Nan Zhu and Ye Shaoheng went upstairs again. The three large bags in the reception room knocked on the door of the office opposite. Turning the doorknob, Shi Yin was sitting at her desk, seemingly lost in thought.
Nan Zhu glanced at the water stains at her feet, then walked in without stopping, as if she hadn't noticed anything.
“Miss, this is fruit your parents sent. I’ll put it in the refrigerator for you first… Or is there anything you’d like to eat? I’ll take it out and leave it there.” Nan Zhu said while tidying up the bag, “It’s not good for your health to eat fruit straight from the refrigerator.”
"No, just put it in." Shi Yin looked at the floor-to-ceiling window behind her, her expression blank.
"Sister Yin, you... mmm!" Ye Shaoheng was about to ask something when Nan Zhu quickly covered his mouth and spun him around 180 degrees. Then Nan Zhu kicked him out the door.
The process was so smooth and seamless that anyone who saw it would have to call it elegant.
Except for Ye Shaoheng, who now has a shoe print on his butt...
Before he could even react to what was happening, Ye Shaoheng was kicked out. He felt dizzy and disoriented. Before he could even process what was going on, he was suddenly in front of a corridor.
Ye Shaoheng: "..."
No, what did he do?
Shi Yin, who witnessed everything but couldn't react for a long time, was speechless.
"Miss, this is your lunchbox." Nan Zhu, as if she had no one to talk to, kicked the person out and started tidying up the lunchbox, taking apart the three or four layers of the lunchbox one by one and placing it in front of Shi Yin.
Shi Yin: "..."
So, how did he manage to put on a show in front of her and then calmly start doing his work again?
Why add some fun before a meal?
“You don’t need to be like this. I know what he’ll say.” Shi Yin looked at Nan Zhu, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, with a hint of helplessness: “He’ll just ask me why I don’t go to see my parents.”
“No.” Nan Zhu said firmly, “I think Ye Shaoheng would prefer your parents’ contact information.”
Shi Yin: "?"
ah?
Ye Shaoheng outside the door gritted his teeth.
Damn Nanzhu! You just wait, I won't give up! Don't think that just because you didn't get a picture of Sister Yin today, you can't do it again. I'll have plenty of time to report back later, and I can take as many pictures as I want then!
Ugh, I'm so angry! Why didn't he just say that he was Shiyin's captain and temporary guardian, and that he could contact him directly? He actually let that smooth-talking Nanzhu steal the show!
Shi Yin: "..."
Why do I always feel like these two guys are arguing about something really strange?
"I thought you would be more surprised that I didn't go out to meet my parents." Shi Yin looked at the lunchbox on the table, with various dishes still steaming.
"Although my guess may be a bit offensive, you don't seem to be feeling well," Nan Zhu said cautiously. "I just think there's no rush. Maybe next time when you have time..."
Shi Yin: "No, if they come to me in the future, I'll just make excuses to turn them down."
"Huh?" Nan Zhu was taken aback: "But..."
"Go out." Shi Yin waved her hand.
Nan Zhu frowned, as if recalling something unpleasant. He remained silent for a long time before finally obeying orders and leaving without saying anything.
Outside the door, the car escorting Chu Ning and Shi Huaiyuan had gone further and further away, and a car was quietly following behind, acting rather furtively.
Shi Yin raised his hand, and a crow landed on his fingertip. With a slight movement of his finger, the crow flapped its wings and flew through the floor-to-ceiling window, heading straight for the escorting convoy.
The silence lasted for a long time before Shi Yin turned her chair around. On the desk, the exquisite food was still warm. All kinds of dishes looked and smelled delicious. Preparing such a sumptuous meal in the apocalypse must have involved a lot of exchange and effort.
Shi Yin picked up a small spoon and poked the crab roe tofu. The tofu was so tender it was almost translucent, and the crab roe was fresh and fragrant. It slid down her esophagus without needing to chew, leaving a savory taste.
Each shrimp in the stir-fried shrimp dish is delicate and plump, and the green peas on top add a touch of fragrance to the dish. The bok choy in the lunchbox next to it is stir-fried to a delicious and flavorful taste. One bite, and there is not a trace of bitterness.
The main dish in the very center looks especially beautiful, as if a lot of thought went into its arrangement. The rice is cooked with sweet and sour dried fruit, and adorned with red dates. It has a full and sweet taste.
So sweet.
So bitter...
Water droplets fell onto the sweet rice, but Shi Yin could only take one bite before she could no longer eat. The rice tasted bitter and salty.
I can't see them.
Everything has a price. Every choice and every result indicates what price needs to be paid in the process. How many times do we need to repeat it to understand that different prices and different processes will lead to different results?
I broke my own legs because I longed to be by your side at all times.
I have given up my own hands because I want to embrace you all every moment.
I have dug out my heart because it is in constant pain, reminding me of the tragedy of being human, unable to keep up with the pace of time and the unbearable burden it places on the world.
But it's okay, it will be over soon.
Soon, very soon, it will all be over...
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