Lin Qingtong entered the rest room with light steps and lay down to sleep without any hesitation.
Anyway, Shen Tinghe is so rich, he definitely doesn't lack real estate, he can find a place to live anywhere.
She lay on the soft bed, gazing at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and soon drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, she felt a figure standing by the bed, speaking in a low, eerie voice.
"This is my office. Aren't you afraid I might do something?"
Lin Qingtong opened her eyes sleepily, her ink-black hair draped over the bed, and gave a charming smile.
"You are Shen Tinghe, I believe you."
After saying this, she fell into a deep sleep again, without worrying at all about what Shen Tinghe might do to her.
Anyway, Shen Tinghe won't kill her.
In the dimly lit rest room, Shen Tinghe stood by the bed and suddenly chuckled, shaking his head.
This woman is incredibly audacious.
He threw back the covers and lay down directly beside Lin Qingtong, pulling her tightly into his arms as if they had been embracing for countless days and nights.
Perhaps only in the dead of night would Shen Tinghe reveal his original tender and affectionate expression, staring intently at Lin Qingtong, his gaze tracing her features as if he wanted to etch them into her soul.
He gently pressed his fingers against Lin Qingtong's red lips, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.
Only at this time did he dare to fully express his love.
As dawn broke, Lin Qingtong slowly woke up. A bright red vest dress was placed beside her bed, along with high heels and accessories.
Lin Qingtong yawned. Not bad, Shen Tinghe was still as considerate as ever.
She sat up, removed the hair tie from her head, and combed her hair.
She then changed into a bright red dress, adorned with silver rings at the waist, which made her waist appear even more slender.
After Lin Qingtong finished dressing, she saw the breakfast on the table, took it, and walked out of the break room. The office was empty, with only the noise outside.
She strolled out leisurely, sipping her coffee.
A large number of employees were crowded at the entrance of the huge conference room, excitedly discussing something inside.
"As expected of the great designer who amazed everyone back then, this work is simply perfect."
"I want to decorate my house in this style from now on. Every photo I take will turn out amazing."
"Sister Jiaorui is amazing; she can even produce a design like this."
Lin Qingtong stood on tiptoe to get a clear look at the situation inside the meeting room.
Lin Jiaorui was surrounded by people and stood in the center. In front of her was a projected image showing an interior design draft.
The high-end and luxurious design reveals smooth lines throughout, combining movement and stillness, and most importantly, the colors of all the images are unified.
The house, which was originally only 200 square meters, was transformed by her drawing into the feeling of 400 or 500 square meters.
Shen Tinghe was sitting not far away, his long legs casually crossed.
His deep gaze fell on the projection screen, and a strange feeling arose in his heart. He felt that the style of this design draft was very similar to that of Lin Qingtong.
Seeing this design draft reminds Shen Tinghe of Lin Qingtong's flamboyant and radiant appearance.
Perhaps it's because Lin Jiaorui and Lin Qingtong are sisters that their styles are somewhat similar.
As he was thinking this to himself, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Lin Qingtong standing outside the crowd, craning her neck and looking in his direction as if she had nothing to do with him.
Shen Tinghe spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Assistant Lin, today is the deadline for submitting the draft. Where is your design?"
As soon as he said this, almost everyone's eyes were drawn to Lin Qingtong. She finished her coffee, and a faint smile curved her red lips.
"I don't have any design drafts to submit."
Her self-righteous demeanor instantly made Lin Jiaorui burst out laughing, and she covered her face as she looked at Lin Qingtong.
"Sister, how can you be so self-righteous? If you can't produce it, then forget it."
The crowd parted to make way for Lin Qingtong, who walked step by step to Lin Jiaorui and glanced at her indifferently.
"Because you've already submitted my design."
Lin Jiaorui was stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect Lin Qingtong to say it so directly and decisively.
Her expression darkened immediately, and she spoke coldly to Lin Qingtong.
“I understand that my sister can’t produce the design draft, but why accuse me of stealing your things? Everything needs evidence.”
Her gaze met Lin Qingtong's in mid-air, and sparks seemed to fly through the air.
Lin Jiaorui was filled with smugness, because she was certain that Lin Qingtong would not be able to produce any evidence.
Lin Qingtong shrugged and said frankly, "You're right. I really can't produce it because my computer broke down yesterday. If it were fixed, I'd probably have evidence to prove it."
Just then, Shen Tinghe's deep, hoarse voice rang out.
"Bring Assistant Lin's computer over here."
Qi Song took Lin Qingtong's laptop, handed it to her with a slight smile, and began to explain.
"This was repaired by the gentleman."
Shen Tinghe coughed twice, not wanting Qi Song to say too much, and the other party hurriedly left.
Lin Jiaorui saw Lin Qingtong get the intact computer and clenched her fingers tightly.
She then comforted herself, thinking that even if Lin Qingtong got the computer, it wouldn't prove anything.
Lin Qingtong looked at the laptop in front of her, her eyes shining slightly. She opened the laptop with her slender, delicate fingers, and everything was still the same as before.
A delighted smile appeared on her lips as she eagerly opened the computer software.
But when she saw the software history, her expression froze on the spot.
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