The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

After a nap, Zhuang Xiao, whose sweet dream was disturbed, got up half an hour earlier than usual and started working with sleepy eyes.

When I opened my eyes fully, I looked down and found myself in the kitchen, standing in front of the stove. In the frying pan sizzling with hot oil was an orange fried egg in the shape of a heart.

Alas, it seems that No. 23 cannot be blamed entirely. It has almost become a conditioned reflex to improve Tu Yan’s impression, Zhuang Xiao said silently.

Looking at the perfectly shaped heart, Zhuang Xiao secretly felt it was a pity. It was rare for such a perfect display to occur and she was so moved herself, but it was a pity that the person who was going to present the treasure was not here.

and many more!

Who says you can't express yourself?

It’s also a gift to give away an electronic omelette!

Zhuang Xiao figured this out, adjusted the angle of the desk lamp, selected the most heartwarming and natural photo filter, and took a picture of the fried egg that was still sizzling with hot oil.

In the end, still a little unsatisfied, I simply held the phone in my hand, and in a very tricky way, holding the handle of the frying pan in one hand and the wooden spatula in the other, took a photo full of atmosphere.

Finally, enjoy the picture and make sure that the warmth and love in the picture are overflowing from the screen before pressing the send button.

After finishing all this, Zhuang Xiao quickly stuffed the fried egg into his mouth, grabbed the toast and milk on the table, and hurried to the company.

I rushed out of the subway station that looked like a Colosseum and entered the company gate just in time.

Zhuang Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and when he looked up to greet the lady at the front desk, he found that the company lobby was particularly lively today and it seemed that they were discussing something.

Moreover, she didn't know if it was her illusion, but from the moment she entered the hall, these people's eyes seemed to be directed towards her, overtly or covertly.

Zhuang Xiao's eyes wandered around, and when the other person met her gaze, he turned his head away in tacit understanding.

Qian Xiaozhen, who had eaten together before, smiled and poured a cup of jasmine tea for Zhuang Xiao. She asked curiously, "Xiaoxiao, Mr. Tu has been out for a month. When will he be back?"

Zhuang Xiao was reminded of his sad past. Thinking of the knife hanging over his head that was about to fall, he could not help but sigh, "God knows, I even want to die..."

As soon as she complained, the faces of the receptionists all changed drastically. Qian Xiaozhen, who was gossiping just now, almost overturned the teapot.

Zhuang Xiao watched the hot tea leak onto the table and quickly reminded, "Be careful, it's hot..."

But Qian Xiaozhen didn't care at all, she grabbed Zhuang Xiao's hand, her eyes full of guilt, "Xiaoxiao, it's all my fault, you mustn't do anything stupid!!"

The people beside him also echoed, "Yes! Yes..."

Zhuang Xiao looked at everyone's excited reactions and was stunned for a while before saying, "What stupid thing did I do?"

Qian Xiaozhen wanted to slap herself in the face for what she had just done. She held Zhuang Xiao's hand tightly and comforted him quickly, "Many people with Mr. Tu's status want to use their status to stir up popularity and gain traffic. There have been such rumors before, but they are all nonsense. Don't take them seriously..."

"What scandal? Whose scandal?" Zhuang Xiao grasped the key point, "Mr. Tu's?"

Qian Xiaozhen was stunned, "You don't know?"

Zhuang Xiao shook his head, bewildered, "I don't know."

"So you just said you wanted to die?"

Zhuang Xiao was happy and waved his hand, saying, "That's what I said."

Hearing this, Qian Xiaozhen slowly loosened her grip on Zhuang Xiao's hand. But before she could calm down, Zhuang Xiao added, "But if I can't see Mr. Tu, it doesn't matter whether I'm alive or dead..."

"Don't!" Qian Xiaozhen almost knelt down to her. "There are many beautiful women in the world, why do you have to love only one?"

Zhuang Xiao drank a sip of jasmine tea and said faintly: "You don't understand..."

Qian Xiaozhen's face turned green with bitterness, and she almost swore that Tu Yan had no ulterior motives, but she didn't know whether Zhuang Xiao listened to her or not.

Her saliva had dried up from talking so much. She only saw Zhuang Xiao nodding while slowly drinking his tea and getting another cup. She had no idea if he had listened to her or not.

He only watched Zhuang Xiao check the time, and before going upstairs he reminded Qian Xiaozhen, "By the way, Xiaozhen, send me the gossip about Mr. Tu."

After saying that, Zhuang Xiao went upstairs quietly, leaving Qian Xiaozhen looking at her back, feeling extremely conflicted.

After a long period of ideological work, with the help of the young ladies around me, I selected the one with the most positive stance and the mildest wording from the numerous gossip articles and sent it out.

Of course, he also added a long piece of inspirational words, trying to comfort Zhuang Xiao’s “injured” heart.

On the 101st floor, the big boss was not there. After Zhuang Xiao finished the work at hand, he leisurely leaned in the lounge and read Tu Yan's gossip.

Not to mention that he is the male lead, even if it is gossip from a marketing account, the style is very different, and every photo is a definite fashion blockbuster.

At the pure white fashion week, Tu Yan was dressed in a low-key black suit, with black hair and dark eyes. The crowd around him was surging, but when he looked over, his eyes seemed to have a breathtaking power. With his back to the flashing lights, he looked like a statue accurate to the millimeter, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Sliding the page, the next picture shows Tu Yan, who is usually unattainable, showing a warm smile to the camera. Zhuang Xiao can't help but be dazed. It should be said that Tu Yan's appearance is really intimidating.

Like Tu Yan, there is another person who has become the visual focus. She is wearing a gorgeous golden dress, with black hair and red lips, and is bright and attractive. In nine out of ten photos, she is standing next to Tu Yan, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Zhuang Xiao recognized her, the new film queen who combined beauty and acting skills—Jiang Ning.

Following the photos are the author's speculations: the mysterious Tu appeared at the fashion week, interacted cordially with the celebrities and media at the venue, and interacted closely with the film queen Jiang Ning, suggesting that the relationship between the two is unusual, and Jiang Ning may marry into a wealthy family...

Zhuang Xiao was watching carefully, feeling a little nervous. He was afraid that she would die halfway through her mission.

As if God didn't think she was worried enough, an electromagnetic sound flashed through her mind, and No. 23, who had been offline for thousands of years, spoke quietly, "The situation is not good."

"Why don't you go back and sleep? In two days, you won't be able to sleep anymore~"

"Come on, this is the task you assigned to me. If I fail, isn't it also your failure? What is there to be happy about?" Zhuang Xiao couldn't help but hold his forehead when listening to the cheerful ending tone of No. 23. How could a system be so fussy?

No. 23 was even more proud when he heard this, "I just need the hero to have a fiancée. It doesn't matter whether it's you or someone else."

Zhuang Xiao refused to be outdone, "The time has not come yet, and it is still uncertain who will win or lose."

"Then I wish you good luck, Passerby A." No. 23 said quietly and then fell silent.

Zhuang Xiao stared at Tu Yan's smile on the phone, lost in thought. Is this really her fate? No matter which world she is in, she is just a passerby after all?