Chapter 178 I was a dog in my previous life

  The sky is getting late and night is falling.

   Song Qingyou's work was nearing completion, only to realize that Zhuang Wei next to her hadn't left yet.

  As soon as she raised her eyes, she met her gaze.

  Zhuang Wei opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak.

   Before she could speak, there was a knock on the door.

  The door of the office was open, Song Qingyou turned to look over.

  Yu Muhuai smiled slightly, "Can I come in?"

   "Of course." Zhuang Wei answered first.

   "Then excuse me."

  Yu Muhuai walked in carrying several insulated lunch boxes.

   "This is a meal sent to me by fans. I can't finish it all by myself. They put it down and ran away..."

   "I think you haven't gone downstairs yet, so you probably haven't had dinner, do you want to eat together?"

  There is no rule in the office that you cannot eat here.

   After all, when she was too busy with work, Shen Fei also worked while eating.

  Song Qingyou nodded, "Yes."

  Yu Muhuai moved Lin Hui's chair and arranged several lunch boxes.

  The side face is like a jade painting under the lamp, and the blue-gray hair seems to be glowing with stars.

  Since he came in, Zhuang Wei has been staring at him.

  At this moment, he finally couldn't help it, and walked up to Yu Muhuai with a notebook in his arms, and wanted to push Song Qingyou's chair away calmly:

   "Yu Muhuai, I'm your fan, can you sign me?"

  Yu Muhuai raised his eyebrows slightly, "Sorry, I got oil on my hands, it's not convenient."

   "If it's possible, can you not disturb my dinner with Qingyou?"

   "Yes, yes, of course."

  Even during off-duty hours, their every move is still under the camera.

  Zhuang Wei's eyes drooped slightly, suppressing the resentment in her eyes.

  Then put down the notebook and left very simply.

  In the office, the area where the two people were eating was lit, and the surrounding area was a little dark.

  Yu Muhuai laughed while eating.

   "Now, we really feel like having a candlelight dinner."

   "Really?" Song Qingyou blinked, "I think this is better than a candlelight dinner."

"How to say?"

"Don't you think candlelight dinners are too stupid? Before the electric light was invented, everyone just ate like that every day. It's still like this, it's very inconvenient, and I just saw the fire caused by candlelight dinners on the news a while ago. .”

  Yu Muhuai smiled heartily:

   "It's the first time I've heard someone say that, but you're too blunt and will offend many people."

  Song Qingyou generously "admitted": "This is my personal opinion, which is relatively narrow."

  Her thinking is rational, and it is not surprising that she thinks so.

  Yu Muhuai chuckled lightly and said, "From this point of view, even if there is no candlelight in tonight's meal, it can still be regarded as a candlelight dinner."

  Song Qingyou was about to nod her head in thanks when Chen Lan's voice came from outside.

   "Hey—Zhi Zhi, don't worry, it's almost here, why do you still unzip the zipper and run out?"

  Jiang Zhihan, who originally stayed in the cat bag, ran out impatiently when he heard the words candlelight dinner.

  According to what Chen Lan said, there were only Song Qingyou and Yu Muhuai in the secretary office.

  If it was really a candlelight dinner, it must have been created by Yu Muhuai!

  How dare he make such fancy things in the company?

  The little cat ran into the office, looked at the two people who were eating together, and was a little confused:

  Where is the candlelight dinner? Where is the candlelight? !

  Song Qingyou saw that he was in a daze again, and couldn't help but pick up the cat.

   "Is Zhizhi looking for me?"

   "Of course I was looking for you." Chen Lan quickly followed, "It came out of the cat bag at the door, and it must have smelled you!"

  Song Qingyou bent her lips, "Then do I have a cat or a dog?"

  Jiang Zhihan's indifferent face: Of course it's a cat!

  Chen Lan: "Maybe I was a dog in my previous life."

   After speaking, he glanced at the lunch box on the table, "Why did you two get together to eat? Where are the others?"

  Chen Lan was a little worried that Song Qingyou and Yu Muhuai were dating in private.

  Yu Muhuai's popularity is booming, and he will definitely be among the top 100 this year.

   Not to mention Song Qingyou.

  But once the two fall in love, the previous efforts will be in vain!

   "Everyone else went to dinner with people from the same department. We are considered to be the same people who have fallen in the end of the world, and we all have to work overtime."

   Hearing that they only got together after working overtime, Chen Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Then I'll wait for you here." Chen Lan said, "The show crew won't let you take my car, so I'll bring Zhizhi to meet you. It should be fine, right?"

  The rules of this issue are still the same as the previous one, food, accommodation and transportation must be settled by themselves.

   Fortunately, the employees of Jiangyuan Group have always been treated well. They all live in the staff dormitory, which is still a single room.

  Song Qingyou didn't think much about what Chen Lan said, and only asked Zhizhi what he did today from time to time.

  Yu Muhuai seldom spoke, his black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

  He stared at the cat in Song Qingyou's arms for a long time, his eyes were gloomy and cold.

  The little cat seemed to be unaware of the danger, and even met Yu Muhuai's eyes.

  Jiang Zhihan raised his paw tentatively, and hugged Song Qingyou's arm, and sure enough, he saw the man's face became gloomy again.

  Song Qingyou put down her chopsticks, "I'm full, you brought the rice, let me wash the lunch box, and send it to you tomorrow."

   "Okay." Yu Muhuai smiled.

  The speed of changing faces is comparable to Sichuan Opera.

  After dinner, Yu Muhuai invited Song Qingyou to go with him.

  The latter declined, "Sister Lan and I are going to go for a walk around, and walk the cat by the way."

  Dogs need to be walked! Jiang Zhihan raised his paw to support his forehead.

  He thought that Yu Muhuai might follow up with a stern face, but he didn't expect him to wink, and left after being rejected.

  The two of them went downstairs together, and Jiang Xuyan, who was guarding the gate, waved.

   "I have to work overtime on the first day, Qingyou, do you work a lot?"

   Jiang Xuyan's reminder made Jiang Zhihan realize that Song Qingyou had to work overtime on the first day she joined the company?

   Did someone deliberately bully her?

  The more Jiang Zhihan thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible, completely ignoring Song Qingyou's character of not being at a disadvantage, and her strong force value...

   "It's okay." Song Qingyou said.

   "Yingnan and the others left as soon as they got off work... Hey, it seems that Mu Huai is still in there. It seems that he works more than you!"

"Yeah?"

  Song Qingyou subconsciously looked back upstairs.

   It's just that the floor is too high, she can't see where Yu Muhuai is.

  After the two parties said their goodbyes, Chen Lan muttered when there was no camera to take pictures:

   "Just now Yu Muhuai asked you to go with him, I didn't expect that he hasn't finished his work yet!"

   "However, in the future, when you are in front of the camera, you should interact less with him, just eating alone once is enough."

  Song Qingyou nodded and agreed: "I'm not interested in scandal speculation."

   "I'm afraid that people will take the initiative to find me—"

  Chen Lan always felt that Yu Muhuai was different from Song Qingyou.

   But in retrospect, the other party didn't seem to do anything special.

  Chen Lan only thought that he was thinking too much, so he didn't say it.

  Song Qingyou sent her to the parking lot and put Zhizhi into the cat bag.

   "Sister Lan quickly took Zhizhi away. If I want to hug him again, I will be reluctant."

   "Isn't it just a cat?" Chen Lan, who doesn't keep pets, was very puzzled.

   "That's my beloved kitten too."

  Song Qingyou held her cat's face and pressed her forehead and nose to it.

  Jiang Zhihan looked around uncomfortably, but didn't look at Song Qingyou.

  Chen Lan opened the car door: "Don't worry, I will take care of Zhizhi as my ancestor!"

  That night, Fang Yan received two V letters:

  [It is forbidden to eat in the office in the future. ]

  [In our company, new interns also have to work overtime? ]

   Green pomelo talking about candlelight dinner

   High EQ: Song Qingyou thinks very rationally

   Low EQ: Song Qingyou doesn't understand style

  

  

  (end of this chapter)

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