Unexpectedly, they refused.
As soon as I entered the office, someone came knocking on the door with a bag of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).
The man looked up and glanced at the doorway. "Come in."
A gentle voice came from inside, and Rong Shang stepped in.
Would you like some steamed buns?
With a cold tone, Rong Shang handed over the steamed buns in her hand after saying this, placing the transparent bag on the man's desk.
The window opposite was wide open, and the wind outside was strong. At this moment, gusts of cold wind blew into the office, and Rong Chang subconsciously put her hands into her pockets.
But when she looked up at the man not far away, he was still wearing that thin white shirt.
Raise an eyebrow.
Aren't you cold?
"Thanks."
As she was observing him, the man's gentle voice came through, instantly pulling her back to reality.
Rong Shang smiled slightly, "Then will you eat it?"
"..." He didn't speak, and it was unclear what he was busy with, as he kept typing away at the keyboard.
Seeing that he did not answer, Rong Shang stood aside and waited.
Time passed slowly, and after about five minutes, the man raised his head again, his gaze gentle but without a trace of a smile.
"Don't you have anything to do?"
Just stand there... watching him?
Rong Chang, “…”
This guy hasn't forgotten, has he?
She pointed to the breakfast in front of him, "You haven't said whether you want to eat it or not."
"Did I say I didn't want to eat?" She smiled gently, her lips slightly parted.
But when he smiled like that, there really was a sinister feeling about it.
Rong Shang's lips twitched, "..."
You didn't say you wanted to eat it.
The smile faded from Rong Shang's lips, and she nodded before preparing to leave.
But as she turned around, she seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped, turning back to look at him. "Boss, what's your name?"
"..." The man's gaze paused; he knew the girl opposite him was still looking at him.
After a few seconds of contemplation, the man simply propped his head up with one hand.
Rong Shang didn't know why he had to think about his own name for so long.
But she wasn't in a hurry, and just waited until the man spoke, "Qiao Sheng."
Rong Chang raised an eyebrow.
Then I heard him add his surname at the end.
"Nan Qiaosheng".
Nan Qiaosheng...
Rong Chang silently recited the name in her heart.
Before she knew it, the man's gentle gaze fell upon her.
"Is there anything else?" he asked.
Rong Shang glanced at him and shook her head.
*
At noon, Rong Chang was having lunch at the Taekwondo gym.
A police car drove past the door at that moment.
Among the employees sitting with her at lunch, some whispered among themselves, "I heard that the man who was stabbed to death at the alley entrance a few days ago was named Cheng San."
“This man used to be very rich, but he was a tyrannical and domineering person who did all sorts of bad things.”
"I heard from a relative that this guy stole his brother's wife and seized his property. In short, he was a really bad person."
"Is that so?" Xiao Yao, sitting opposite, couldn't help but join the conversation. "If he's really that bad, then he deserves to die."
"That's true, don't you think this place is scary?" the cleaning lady said. "In the past few years, someone has died or someone has had an accident here."
"Sigh, no wonder people outside say this is a dangerous area."
With accidents happening so frequently, it's no wonder it's dangerous.
But some people are curious, "Why do you think the owner opened a taekwondo gym here?"
According to them, Nan Qiaosheng has already opened many Taekwondo gyms across the country.
He made the decision to open the store here recently.
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