"I didn't expect that my mother would actually run into the bank. Why would she pester you again and again, Agent Zheng?"
"Maybe it's because my appearance is very attractive to older women, right?"
Chengmei's voice lowered an octave for no reason, but she deliberately said "mother and entanglement" very strongly. Yucheng's heartbeat speeded up unknowingly. He slowly turned his head and showed a yuppie smile to Chengmei for the first time. Chengmei felt it was very fresh.
"I never thought that you, such a serious person, could be narcissistic at times? I really want to get to know you again."
Chengmei chuckled and punched Yucheng on the shoulder. Suddenly, for some reason, Yucheng felt that her smile looked so evil.
"Excuse me."
"Don't take it to heart. A little humor is the charm of Agent Zheng. In my impression, you have always been a decent and kind man."
Chengmei's devilish laughter made Yucheng shudder, and he could only look ahead quietly.
"I'm not a kind man, so boasting like that is going too far."
"Agent Zheng, your ups and downs are very frustrating, but I just feel that you are very comfortable and kind, especially when I just saw you and your mother getting along naturally and harmoniously in the ice cream shop. Could it be that you were really in your previous life?" He’s my mother’s good son-in-law, right?!”
Suddenly, there was a thrilling sudden stop from the front, and Yucheng screamed with all his strength. Chengmei's face turned pale with fear, and she clenched her hands tightly on her chest.
"I'm sorry, I was too absorbed in my thoughts just now. By the way, what did Director Shen say when he called you?"
Chengmei's hand had already unconsciously grasped the corner of Yucheng's clothes. Yucheng turned around suddenly. The sun was setting in the west, and the orange-red rays of the sun shone on Chengmei's fair face. The refreshing evening breeze also gently blew through Yucheng's soft hair...
18:00pm Shin Jung-hwan, who was tired, put down the flyer, took off his glasses, took off his tie, and turned around slowly. Minhe is very different from the past. He has become so cautious, as if he was the one who made the unforgivable mistake. One of the coffee partners removed her legs from her body and stood up, but when she saw that her companion was using her long hair to hide her face under the huge amount of flyers, she silently returned to her seat. And Sun Meiyu has been secretly staring at every colleague with terrifying eyes.
Zhiyuan suddenly felt very thirsty. She lowered her head and looked at her watch. It read a quarter past six. When she turned on the light in the lounge, she tiptoed toward the kitchen. Suddenly, her eyes collided with Shen Zhenghuan's. The guy stirred the food together and ate it deliciously by the spoonfuls with his mouth wide open.
Zhiyuan pretended not to notice, drank the water, quickly put the water bottle back, and turned around carefully. Suddenly she felt that the back of her head was being stared at. Just when she turned around to see what was going on, her eyes met Sun Meiyu's again. Meiyu had a spoon in her mouth and was staring at her with disgust. Zhiyuan could only smile awkwardly.
"I'm back!"
Shen Zhenghuan finished his meal in three mouthfuls, stood up and rejoined the battle. Almost at the same time, Yucheng walked into the office area in a hurry.
"Agent Zheng, are you back? Is Aunt settled in?"
Shen Zhenghuan looked like he was sharpening his sword for revenge. Not to mention that he liked it, Yucheng couldn't even laugh and just nodded quietly.
18.30PM Shin Zhenghuan looked at Meiyu again with a magnifying glass, and Meiyu quietly glanced back at him. Shen Zhenghuan understood that if he ran away again this time, he would probably be scolded. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and it was Chengmei who opened the door. She was looking at her colleagues who were carefully scraping flyers with a clean knife with a smile on her face.
"My dear, you came just in time, someone has destroyed the latest flyer again."
Meiyu spoke in a very arrogant manner, while other colleagues stared at the flyers dejectedly.
"I've heard for a long time that our group favorite Zhiyuan got into trouble again, right?"
Chengmei's dimples are very charming, and her whole body exudes a sweet smell when she smiles, like cinnamon or cloves. Jin Zhiyuan raised her head and found that everyone was looking down at her helplessly, so she had to sigh deeply.
