Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

The two of them sat quietly, Xu Youdong looked around, and then looked around. Finally he moved his gaze to Liu Weiwei, "What's your name?"

Liu Weiwei's actions on the mobile phone, can you say his name?

At present, it seems that only Li Xiu, Fang Anchen’s assistant knows his own name. Yan Bo, Xiaoyun, and Fang Anchen don’t seem to know, because they never call her by name. Yan Bo Xiaoyun calls her Miss, Fang Anchen is right. She has no title, and Li Xiu seems to have avoided her name many times in front of Fang Anchen.

So, her name should also be kept secret?

He raised his head and looked at Xu You, with an embarrassing but polite smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm going, right?!" Xu You looked at Liu Weiwei incredulously, "I can't even say the name!"

"That mask can't be taken off either?!" Xu You pointed to the mask on Liu Weiwei's face.

"Right." Liu Weiwei nodded.

"Really a mysterious woman." Xu You commented, looking at Liu Weiwei with complicated eyes.

Liu Weiwei didn't care about smiling, and he didn't want to be a mystery.

In 35 minutes, Fang Anchen came back, and when Fang Anchen opened the door and glanced over Xu You, there was an impenetrable pause.

"Why are you here?" Fang Anchen closed the door, walked to the desk and sat in a chair.

"Entrusted by others, I will send you an invitation." Xu You got up from the sofa, took out a red invitation from his pocket and handed it over, "Don't forget Father Xu's birthday next month."

"I see." Fang Anchen accepted the invitation.

Xu Youchao Fang Anchen glanced at Liu Weiwei on the sofa, winking his eyebrows and said: "Don't introduce me, this one is very strict, and he doesn't even tell me his name."

"You should go now." Fang Anchen's face sank slightly, and his voice was chilly.

"Okay, okay, I'm going!" Xu You stood up, curled his lips, and muttered: "It's so tightly hidden."

When Xu You left, the door of the office closed, and Fang Anchen's voice immediately sounded: "What are you talking about?"

Liu Weiwei looked up. Although Fang Anchen was questioning, he kept his eyes on the document in his hand.

"Nothing to talk about." Liu Weiwei said, after all, there is really nothing to talk about.

"Be specific." Although the line of sight was still on the document, his voice was low and he was obviously dissatisfied with her answer.

"Ask my relationship with you, when did I meet, how did I meet, my name, and my mask, that's all." Liu Wei said in one item.

"How did you answer?" The atmosphere was somewhat depressed.

"None of the previous answers, the mask cannot be taken off, I have signed a confidentiality agreement and know what to do." Liu Weiwei said.

After listening to her words, Fang Anchen's momentum gradually slowed down, and finally gave Liu Wei the only stare stingy, and said, "Good job."

"Thank you for the compliment." Liu Weiwei smiled and nodded, rolling his eyes inside.

"One, two, three..." Liu Weiwei broke off and started to count the days, five months!

Liu Weiwei looked sideways at the dark sky outside the window. Today is 29, tomorrow is 30, the first day of the day after tomorrow, and the second day of the day after the next day. These few days are the days of family reunion. Shouldn't Fang Anchen come back?

Obviously, I spent many years alone before. Why is it so unhappy this time?

[Xiaoyun, I want to eat strawberry cake. ] Liu Weiwei sends a message to Xiaoyun.

Perhaps it was compensation for throwing himself in the villa, Fang Anchen deliberately explained what he wanted to eat during this period of time and accounted for the servant.

Xiaoyun: Miss, the chef who can make cakes has returned home for the New Year. What do you want to eat for lunch?

[Do you have all the ingredients for the cake? 】

Xiaoyun: Yes.