Shen Liangchuan furrowed his brows and stared at her.
Reached out to smooth her frowning brow, tuck the quilt for her, and finally, take her phone and put it aside.
He lay quietly beside her, smelling her scent, and fell into a deep sleep.
The sky was slightly bright, and Shen Liangchuan woke up.
The phone he put on the bedside table vibrate.
He turned his head, picked up Qiao Lian's mobile phone, walked to the balcony, and after seeing the caller ID that said "Old Witch" on it, he hesitated for a moment and chose to answer.
After answering, a female voice full of anger came from the opposite side, "Qiao Lian, where did you die, let you come to work today, why don't you come yet" The tone of disgust Shen Liangchuan frowned and didn't speak.
The other party continued to speak: "You are dumb to tell you, you don't use the company anymore, go directly and ask Xiangyuan Shou if you heard" Shen Liangchuan frowned again, and was just about to speak, when there was a muttering behind him, and Qiao Lian woke up.
Shen Liangchuan turned around, saw her sleepy eyes and dull expression, thought for a while, walked back, and put the phone to her ear.
She was still stunned, raised her head, confused little look, very cute.
But then, I heard the voice of the old witch on the phone, "Hey Qiao Lian, did you hear it?"
Qiao Lian's spirit came over, and he raised his head suddenly, "I heard it" This voice made the other party snort coldly, "Tell you, tonight is Mo Xicheng's birthday, and many people in the circle will go to ask Xiangyuan, you squat for me to see what inside information I can get."
"Okay, promise to get the job done" When Qiao Lian's words fell, the other party snorted coldly. hung up the phone, and Qiao Lian breathed a sigh of relief.
After looking at the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning For the banquet in the evening, let her go over and squat now, this is definitely fixing her.
Nima, when the editor-in-chief was here, she achieved the number one position among reporters, and now she has to start from scratch like a newcomer She hammered the pillow hard, and then looked up, only to find that Shen Liangchuan had gone to the bathroom.
I guess I didn't hear the voice on the phone just now Qiao Lian got up and put on a little light makeup to cover up the scars on his face. went downstairs and had breakfast with Shen Liangchuan, and they went out separately.
In the courtyard, Shen Liangchuan drove and asked, "Do I need to send you?"
Qiao Lian shook her head, "No, I'll just take a taxi." ” Shen Liangchuan's eyes sank.
Taxi Thinking that she made a bus last time, I'm afraid she will still make a bus this time But looking at her, Shen Liangchuan nodded, and then spoke: "Give me the invoice and reimburse you." ” reimbursement Qiao Lian's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Okay" She never treats herself badly, and since someone reimburses her, of course she has to take a taxi Two hours later, Shen Liangchuan sat in his office, looking through the window at the gloomy sky outside.
Today the sky changed, the temperature suddenly dropped by five or six degrees, the cold wind was blowing, and there was a light rain.
In this kind of weather, is she, like the rest of the reporters, staying outside, drenched in the rain, waiting for the news of the arrival of the scene Thinking of this, he frowned and looked down at the document in his hand, but he couldn't read anything.
After a while, he simply looked up at Song Cheng, "Tonight's trip is canceled." ” Song Cheng was stunned, "Why?"
"Go to Moxichen's birthday party." oshow7 t1706231537: