"Why aren't you talking?"
"Work is not going well?"
He wanted to smoke, but because the space in the car was small, Song Yuchen held the cigarette without lighting it.
"It went pretty smoothly."
I also just met a beautiful sister.
"That's why."
Song Yuchen was playing with the cigarette in his hand, and Shi Yan's eyes inadvertently fell over.
Song Yuchen has beautiful hands, with distinct joints and is very elegant.
"nothing."
Shi Yan was a little bothered by his drinking, but there was nothing she could do.
The two of them walked in silence.
In the elevator, Song Yuchen looked up at her back. Shi Yan was angry, but he didn't know what she was angry about.
"Shi Yan."
When Shi Yan pressed the fingerprint lock to go in, Song Yuchen grabbed her.
He didn't use much force, so Shi Yan was able to shake him off.
She turned around and looked at him. "Mr. Song, do you have anything else to say? The president is very busy and should go back to rest at this time."
"Angry?"
"No, why should I be angry?"
"I'm just angry."
Song Yuchen held her tightly with one hand, leaning against the wall, looking down at Shi Yan.
Shi Yan rolled her eyes at him and said, "President Song is the worm in my stomach, right? Do you know everything I think?"
"almost."
He pulled the hand that was on her arm down, sliding it over her wrist and holding her hand.
Shi Yan didn't refuse, and he clenched his fists a little tighter.
"Shi Yan."
This time, he suddenly moved closer and held Shi Yan in his arms. The smell of his alcohol filled Shi Yan's body.
She frowned, "What's wrong with President Song?"
"very good."
He pulled her hand down to his hot face, "This is good."
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