24

She has many little habits when she lies, and she may not even be aware of it.

Duan Baiting raised his eyes leisurely, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips: "Really?"

Song Wanyue got some kind of message from these two words that were so disrespectful that they were weightless.

- She couldn't be coaxed this time.

When playing tricks on Duan Baiting, she was like a newborn baby, clean as a piece of white paper.

Song Wanyue sighed, and seeing that she really couldn't be deceived, she simply told the truth: "When I see you, I will think of that night. It is very comfortable, but..."

She frowned slightly and started to act pitiful, "It hurts too, my thighs are all rubbed raw. "

She happened to be wearing a skirt today. As if to prove that she was telling the truth this time,

she even took the initiative to go over and let him check.

Duan Baiting was unmoved.

Song Wanyue directly grabbed his hand and placed it on it, with the back of her hand touching the soft side of her leg, without time to retract it. The tip of her

finger did touch the scabbed wound.

She groaned and simply leaned on his shoulder with the force: "I didn't lie to you, it really hurts. "

She stopped talking and rubbed her nose against the side of his neck.

Occasionally, a sad whimper like a small animal came from her throat.

It was as if she was waiting for his comfort.

Duan Baiting's breathing became a little heavier.

When he spoke, his voice became obviously hoarse: "Have you applied the medicine? "

It's already scabbed, why apply medicine? "

Song Wanyue was about to speak, but then she changed her mind and her bright eyes rolled around.

"I don't dare to do it myself, can you apply it for me?" "

She sat on his lap, hugged his neck.

She whispered in his ear in a sweet voice, "The book says that saliva can be used for disinfection. "

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Brother Su and Xiao He waited anxiously in the department for more than half an hour before they saw Song Wanyue who was late.

Brother Su stepped forward first and asked: "How was it, did Mr. Duan say anything this time? "

Unlike the haggard and listless look before going to the office, Song Wanyue's face now looks radiant against the morning glow.

Sitting at her workstation, she even hummed a song: "I said it, but it has nothing to do with work. "

Brother Su frowned in confusion: "It has nothing to do with work? "

Song Wanyue smiled at him and comforted him: "Don't worry, he has calmed down and nothing will happen. "

Although I still have doubts about her words - "I did say it, but it has nothing to do with work."

But Brother Su is not the kind of person who likes to get to the bottom of things.

After confirming that he was out of danger, he returned to the office and continued to do his own thing.

On the contrary, Xiao He looked her up and down with suspicion on his face: "Mr. Duan didn't make things difficult for you, did he? "

Song Wanyue was about to speak.

Suddenly remembering something, she sat up and opened Duan Baiting's dialog box. She

asked Xiao He to repeat what he had just said.

Xiao He was confused: "What did you say? "

Song Wanyue said: "Just the previous sentence." "

Xiao He looked confused.

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, he still followed her instructions and repeated obediently: "Mr. Duan didn't... make things difficult for you, did he? "

Song Wanyue spoke sternly to defend Duan Baiting: "Mr. Duan is kind-hearted, selfless, upright, and magnanimous..."

Xiao He watched her almost finish reciting the entire book of idioms, and finally waited for the end.

"How could you make things difficult for me? "

After saying the last word, she let go and sent the voice message.

Seeing her looking at the phone screen with a mysterious and calculating smile, Xiao He curiously leaned over to see what she was doing.

Song Wanyue poked his forehead and pushed him away.

"It's a blessing from our past life to have me in our department. Just wait for your family to rise to prominence and become successful. "

Xiao He looked at the sly and lively smile on her face, and vaguely seemed to see fox tails growing out of her waist.

This person...

is too tempting.

After the voice message was sent, Song Wanyue didn't care anymore.

She did check her phone once in the middle, but the other party didn't respond.

She began to doubt whether he had clicked on her 60-second rainbow fart voice message.

Work still has to go on. She has to accompany Brother Su to the lawsuit next week.

Some preparations need to be made in advance.

The department returned to the working state of each doing its own job, and it was so quiet that only the operation of the air purifier could be heard.

A delivery man came and knocked on the door, carrying a huge insulated box.

Zhao Zhao from the Operations Department walked in: "Mr. Duan is inviting the whole company to afternoon tea today. Let's see what you like to drink. "

When he heard there was free afternoon tea, Xiao He ran the fastest.

After seeing the LOGO on the incubator, he was surprised and said, "Fuck, K's afternoon tea? This store is very expensive. Did Mr. Duan invite the entire company? "

The company has tens of thousands of employees, which could easily be several million.

The question is: "Can their store make so many copies?" "

Zhao Zhao felt that he was asking nonsense: "If you can't do it, just discount it as this month's bonus. "

For the first time, Xiao He faced the huge impact brought to him by the gap between the rich and the poor. He had to work for decades for these millions, but the other party spent it without blinking an eye.

He sighed and felt it was unfair: "Why can't our department choose to discount? "

Zhao Zhao glanced at him and said, "Don't be so ungrateful. I thought your department had done something great. This store is almost moved to you. "

The delivery man carefully took out the desserts from the thermal box one by one.

When they were all taken out, he filled up the conference table.

Those who didn't know would think that the conference table of their department was a display cabinet of a dessert shop.

This shop is regarded as the Hermes of the dessert industry in North City. The only times Xiao He had eaten here were when Song Wanyue invited him.

She is a native of Shanghai and likes sweets.

She has to order afternoon tea every afternoon.

And she has a special liking for this shop.

Song Wanyue looked at the table full of desserts and sighed embarrassedly: "I was planning to lose weight. "

I don't know what he was thinking, but Xiao He vaguely felt that this matter was related to Song Wanyue.

He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help it. He

asked her in a low voice: "What did you do to Mr. Duan when you went up there just now? "

She corrected him in a serious manner: "It was him who did something to me."

Xiao He was stunned: "Did...what?"

Song Wanyue smiled sweetly and her voice was even sweeter: "Of course it was what he always wanted to do to me~"

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Since the last time Xiao He hit Duan Baiting's car, Song Wanyue has not been to the library again.

Mainly because I don't dare.

She has been studying in Duan Baiting's study these days.

His study is so big that it's almost as big as a suite.

Song Wanyue asked someone to move the tables and chairs to the place closest to him.

There is only a few steps distance between them, which is euphemistically said that "birds of a feather flock together."

Duan Baiting saw it but said nothing and acquiesced to all her actions.

After dinner at seven o'clock in the evening, Song Wanyue began to read and study.

Duan Baiting is indeed a reserved person who speaks little. Even when he is working, he is quiet.

Many times, Song Wanyue even suspected that she was the only one in this huge study.

At half past seven, Song Wanyue, who had been reading for half an hour, returned to her normal routine.

My eyelids were fighting each other and I started to feel sleepy.

I drank cup after cup of coffee, trying to wake myself up. No matter what, I can't fall asleep in front of Duan Baiting.

She tried to stay awake, but after drinking cup after cup of coffee, she felt even more sleepy than before.

In my current state, continuing to read will only be counterproductive, so I might as well find something else to do.

She downloaded the Weibo back. It seems like it was two years ago since I last climbed there.

She was taking an exam at that time, and in order to concentrate on her studies, she uninstalled all the software that might distract her.

I logged back in two years later and there was an extra red one in the likes list.

She clicked it out of habit, and when she was about to log out, she looked carefully at the account ID.

The word "User" is followed by a long string of numbers.

The Weibo post that this account liked was a selfie she posted two years ago.

The text was copied randomly.

——Accumulating ten likes will allow me to accumulate luck and pass the exam successfully~

Because it is a private account, I seldom update on Weibo, and I only have double-digit fans.

At that time, the number of likes was exactly nine.

Now, he is the tenth one to like it.

It clearly looked like a zombie account, but it was an account that Song Wanyue had opened and checked countless times every day for the past five years.

She clicked on it over and over again, hoping that one day this account would have new content.

But there was nothing.

Empty.

Apart from a system default avatar, there is also an account consisting of a string of random numbers.

The only difference is probably that in recent years, Weibo has added the function of displaying IP.

She looked at the North City below the avatar.

It was so long ago that she could hardly remember it.

It seemed to be her birthday.

She finally plucked up the courage and sent him a message, saying she wanted to meet him.

A girl's secret love is like moss growing on the ground, growing in places where no one can see.

She didn't know what he looked like, didn't know if the age he gave was true, and wasn't even 100% sure of his gender.

But the throbbing heart that comes from him every time cannot be faked.

She wanted to make this secret known to the public.

On a sunny day, stand in front of him and tell him in person.

Even though he was much older than her, she accepted him. Even though he was a girl...

after she sent the message wanting to meet him, she still hadn't received a reply.

The courage that I finally mustered up was like the tentacles of a snail, retracting back into its shell.

She hurriedly explained: "I was just joking, don't be embarrassed."

A minute later.

"It's not a problem." He said, "I was just looking at air tickets."

Song Wanyue was stunned: "Huh?"

- It just so happens that I haven't been back to China for a long time, and it's time to go back and take a look.

He sent her the last sentence in a voice message specifically for her.

The clear and mellow voice, transmitted from the other side of the ocean to her ears through electromagnetic waves, was somewhat distorted.

She thought that his voice would be more pleasant and gentle in person.

At that moment, it seemed as if countless fireworks bloomed in her chest.

A voice message was listened to many times.

She waited for him for a long time with her secret love in her heart.

Until her family informed her to marry someone she didn't know.

She still didn't wait for him.

She has been optimistic since she was young, so she accepted everything optimistically.

I accepted the arrangement made by my family and accepted that person's disappearance.

-Duan

Baiting was not in the mood to work and hastily ended the multinational meeting.

The moment he took off the Bluetooth headset, his eyes looked in the direction of Song Wanyue.

He was distracted numerous times during the meeting.

There's no way not to care.

He watched her go from being excited at first to sleepy, and then back again.

Become what it is today.

He curled up in the chair with a gloomy look.

Like a wounded deer that wants to shut itself off.

She rarely looked so bewildered.

It's like being trapped in a maze with no exit.

"What's wrong?" He walked over and sat down next to her.

Even he didn't notice that his voice was filled with tenderness and worry.

Song Wanyue forced herself to cheer up, smiled at him, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, what can happen to me?"

But there was no way she could fool him with such a clumsy lie.

So when she saw that he was still worried, Song Wanyue suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

She wasn't actually feeling sorry for Kian.

After marrying Duan Baiting, she decided to let go of her past feelings.

Her upbringing made it impossible for her to allow herself to do anything unfaithful to her marriage.

So, she will fall in love with Duan Baiting and will love Duan Baiting well.

I just suddenly felt a little sad today.

She was not sad about the relationship, but sad for herself.

She could obviously hold it in, and she has held it in well over the years.

But when Duan Baiting asked, "What's wrong?"

Her emotions burst out instantly.

Because of her optimism, she brings happiness to many people.

But she also has sad times, a lot of times.

"Duan Baiting." He tried to hold back, but the tears still couldn't come out.

It seemed like this was the first time she showed such a vulnerable look in front of him.

It's not a disguise, nor is it a pampering.

It's really sad.

She choked up and begged him: "Can you...can you hug me?"