Chapter 849 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand (47)
Song Jinhuan returned to her residence earlier than usual, her heart overflowing with joy.
After taking a short nap, he put Ye Huai's coat into his bag and went out.
Ye Hai sent many messages.
A question.
A jumbled mess of words.
Song Jinhuan answered selectively, but answered almost all the questions.
Ye Hai: [Sister, it's my birthday in a couple of days, can you come?]
Song Jinhuan thought for a moment, then replied somewhat absentmindedly: 【Happy birthday in advance.】
Ye Hai was extremely disappointed. [Thank you.]
This means they won't come.
Sister, I improved a lot in this exam!
Song Jinhuan: [Great job, keep it up!]
Ye Hai was greatly encouraged when he saw this message!
[Don't worry, sister, I'll study hard! When I turn eighteen, I'll pursue you!]
As Ye Hai was clutching his phone and grinning foolishly, Ye Huai walked in from outside.
"Brother!" Ye Hai immediately stood up, extremely nervous.
Ye Huai was a little thirsty, so he walked to the dining table, poured himself some water, and asked, "Are you in a relationship?"
Ye Hai has changed so much lately, and he always seems to be waiting for news.
Ye Hai was flattered. "We didn't talk about it, but I won't give up!"
Ye Huai put down his water glass and said calmly, "Be mindful of your words."
I don't know if I was reminding Ye Hai or warning myself.
The next day, during lunch break, Song Jinhuan returned the clothes to Ye Huai and was kept in the office, where she was stared at for a long time, just like the day before.
Song Jinhuan returned to her office, her legs feeling weak.
Guo Yue touched her face. "Xiao Chu, are you feeling unwell? Your face is so red."
At that moment, both Zheng Bing and Liu Fenfen looked up.
Song Jinhuan shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just too stuffy."
It was indeed stifling.
I feel so stifled and anxious.
As she left, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ye Huai's suit trousers.
It really wasn't intentional.
I wonder what's going on in this person's mind.
Such a strong reaction!
The meetings on the 26th floor have been happening very frequently lately.
One show in the morning and one show in the afternoon.
It's open every day.
After several attempts, Song Jinhuan was able to attend meetings on her own.
Since returning the clothes, Song Jinhuan hasn't gone upstairs during her lunch break.
But I get driven home every day after get off work.
Even if there's not much to talk about.
But Song Jinhuan would naturally not refuse if it meant getting home sooner.
[Someone in my family has a birthday in a couple of days, could you help me pick out a gift?]
On that day, a message from the other party suddenly popped up.
It should be Ye Hai's birthday.
Song Jinhuan asked: "When?"
Ye Huai: [Sunday afternoon.]
Seemingly worried that she might disagree, he quickly added, "I'll give your department an extra day off this week."
Is this for real?
Song Jinhuan's eyes lit up immediately. "Yes, Mr. Ye."
The man poked at the words "President Ye" with his finger, his displeasure growing.
Late Thursday night, Manager Zhang received a notice from the conference department that the department would be given a holiday.
Although I don't know why, I still shared this good news in the department group chat.
A cheer erupted in the group chat.
Song Jinhuan glanced at it, and the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up.
Ye Huai was quite quick.
She stretched out a big yawn, lay on the bed playing Candy Crush, and only put her phone aside when she started yawning repeatedly.
Yay! I don't have to get up early tomorrow!
When the sun is high in the sky, I sleep until I naturally wake up.
The time is 10:30.
Song Jinhuan scratched his head, looking satisfied.
My phone, which had only 30% battery left, suddenly vibrated.
【at home? 】
It's Ye Huai.
Song Jinhuan didn't want to go back, after all, it was a day off.
What do you want for lunch? I'll bring you some.
Ye Huai waited a while, but the other party still didn't reply, so he added: "Don't worry, I'm just checking in; I won't stay long."
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