Song Yiyi never wastes time on internal affairs.
She thought for a moment and then turned and walked towards the gate of the compound.
Song Yiyi didn't bring any lunch today, and she was still thinking about what excuse to make to get past the checkpoint at the gate.
From a distance, I saw three or four people standing at the gate of the military region.
Her target was Hebo, who was the tallest and most beautiful among them.
She trotted a few steps and soon reached a distance from the group.
Cen Yue was talking to the others, and his face with three-dimensional bones looked particularly pleasing to the eye at this moment.
Song Yiyi did not disturb him, but just stood aside and waited quietly.
There was a living person standing next to him, staring at him with an eager look like a dog looking at a bone. Cen Yue quickly turned his head.
The people around him looked at Song Yiyi.
Song Yiyi was not shy either, and smiled at Cen Yue very attentively.
Cen Yue didn't react much, his model face still looked cold and distant.
Song Yiyi watched him open his thin lips and say something to the people next to him, and those people left quickly.
As soon as they left, Cen Yue looked at Song Yiyi with his dark eyes, and had no intention of coming over.
Song Yiyi didn't care either. She trotted over and spoke in a soft and gentle voice, "Cen Xiwei."
She did try to soften her voice, but her voice wasn't originally rough, so it didn't sound awkward.
Cen Yue's expression was cold and emotionless, "Your brother is not here."
Gu Chengze has been in a bad mood since returning to the army last night.
Tian also arranged field training directly and went out to lead the team in training.
Song Yiyi shook her head, her eyes curved with a smile: "I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for you, can we talk?"
Cen Yue glanced at her fair and slightly red cheeks, frowning slightly: "Go to my office."
The sun was so strong that Song Yiyi couldn't open her eyes. She walked where Cen Yue's shadow was.
However, the shadows were so short in the afternoon, and Song Yiyi almost stepped on Cen Yue several times.
When she gave up resistance, the office was also empty.
During lunch break, the military area was so quiet that only the chirping of cicadas could be heard.
Song Yiyi sat at Cen Yue's office desk, staring at the glass of water for ten minutes.
Cen Yue didn't urge her and continued writing.
At ten o'clock, Song Yiyi raised her eyes and looked at Cen Yue's hand with slender finger bones.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Cen Qiwei, will you marry me?"
“Crash!”
The pen in Cen Yue's hand tilted, leaving a long mark on the paper.
Song Yiyi blinked, her face full of earnestness: "Everyone says that you're not in a relationship, and you're not married. So, do you want to get married? Do you think I can do it?"
The air seemed to have stopped flowing.
After Song Yiyi finished speaking, she waited anxiously for Cen Yue to announce the verdict.
She thought of many possibilities and estimated that Cen Yue probably wouldn't hit a woman before she said it.
But she was still prepared to run away at any time.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, let alone she is not a gentleman, she is a woman.
Cen Yue raised his eyelids lazily and looked over.
After a moment, he curled his lips slowly, "Reason."
The air began to circulate again.
Song Yiyi exhaled, looked up and said, "I want to stay in the compound."
Cen Yue looked straight at her.
Song Yiyi continued, "I also want to quell the rumors outside, about...my brother and me. Didn't you promise to give me a job? I can give it up and replace it with...you."
She spoke softer and softer, the last word almost a whisper.
A low laugh escaped from overhead.
Song Yiyi raised her eyes and found Cen Yue standing in front of her at some point.
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "A job in exchange for me?"
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