"Isn't Tieguanyin green tea?" she asked naively.
"Iron Guanyin is Oolong! Change it." Jiang Yancheng frowned slightly and held the cup.
Gao Zinyin took it hurriedly, not daring to breathe.
Tieguanyin is not green tea. After Gao Ziyin came out, she used her mobile phone to check which teas were green teas, and then she brewed a cup of Biluochun for Jiang Yancheng from among the many kinds of tea. When she handed it to Jiang Yancheng, Jiang Yancheng had no objection, and Gao Ziyin finally put down her uneasy heart.
Working with Jiang Yancheng means living ten years less.
In the evening, Jiang Yancheng has to go to work.
Since his boss was on duty, Gao Ziyin naturally couldn't leave.
Unexpectedly, at nine o'clock, an uninvited guest came.
She is a tall, very elegant woman with long flowing hair, and looks like a professional white-collar worker.
"Is Mr. Jiang here?" the woman asked.
"In class." Gao Ziyin stood up and said.
"I'll go find him." As she said that, the woman walked into Jiang Yancheng's office and closed the door.
This is the woman Jiang Yancheng likes recently. She is good in bed, high-end and has a good temperament.
The two of them had only been dating for a few weeks, and the person she was looking for was Ye Shu's next boyfriend - An Ning.
The woman entered Jiang Yancheng's office.
Soon, Gao Ziyin heard the sound of tables creaking, women moaning, and women laughing from the office.
Gao Ziyin was clever.
She was thinking, this isn't real, this isn't real—
Maybe two people are in——
But even after thinking of a thousand excuses, I still couldn't figure out why President Jiang and this woman were making such a big noise in the office. What could they be doing?
Even though she had never seen it, she could still think of it.
She thought that night was just a temporary solution. He had been so professional and decisive at work these days that Gao Ziyin had gotten rid of the idea that he was such a person. But today—
Gao Zinyin buried his head, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Jiang Yancheng, she knew that she would never be able to ask for him in this life, or maybe, she knew her own limitations and would not ask for him.
But not begging doesn't mean she won't feel wronged.
Especially at times like this, he was relaxing in his office, thinking of her, with red eyes outside.
Gao Ziyin bit her lips tightly.
I could see tears were about to fall.
Gao Ziyin raised her eyes, held back her tears, walked out of the office, and stood outside the door of the large office.
Like a punishment, I just stood outside the door, crying, with my arms behind my back, waiting for him to finish.
Because the boss couldn't leave during work, she couldn't leave either.
Even though it's far away, the sounds from inside can still be heard.
The less you see, the more you imagine.
Gao Zinyin lowered his head, tears and snot falling all over the floor.
The marble floor was not white. On the cold white marble, one could clearly see a puddle of water on the ground.
Gao Zinyin didn't understand why she was crying. She didn't want to cry, but she felt so wronged.
About an hour later, the woman came out of the office.
Seeing Gao Zinyin standing outside, she seemed quite satisfied. Gao Zinyin lowered her head and seemed particularly shy.
An Ning smiled. She was just a little girl, she was shy, and it wasn't her fault that she was so shy.
An Ning giggled and left.
An Ning's hair was much messier than when he first arrived, but Gao Ziyin didn't notice.
Because she kept her head down.
Gao Ziyin wanted to calm herself down outside before returning to the office.
Unexpectedly, not long after, Jiang Yancheng came out of the office.
I saw Gao Zinyin standing here.
However, when he lowered his head for a moment, Jiang Yancheng saw water stains on the ground.
Jiang Yancheng understands very well.
"Not leaving yet?" he asked.
"Well, I dare not leave until the boss leaves." Gao Zinyin kept his head down.
"You can go now."
"Okay." Gao Ziyin returned to the office and said, "Boss, please go first. I'll grab my bag and leave."
He turned sideways and slipped into the office.
Gao Zinyin took his bag, turned off the lights, locked the door, and walked into the corridor.
Jiang Yancheng was walking slowly in the corridor in front.
Gao Zinyin was a hundred meters away from him, walking slowly and looking at him from behind.
He put one hand in his pocket, looking like a talented young man, with an upright posture, and he would not be controlled by anyone.
But Gao Ziyin didn't know why Jiang Yancheng, who was always decisive and swift, walked so slowly that night?
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