in love with abusive writer

After returning from a business trip, the department held a regular meeting. Han Yifei praised Cheng Xiaoxiao a lot, saying that she was a newcomer, made her first military exploits, and won a cooperation contract with Boss Qin in C City.

After the meeting, some congratulated Cheng Xiaoxiao hypocritically, and some still ignored her. Of course, it is not ruled out that some sincerely congratulated her.

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was just a coincidence that she was lucky and didn't show her ability. Of course, it would be great if she could have the opportunity to perform, show, and challenge herself in the future.

At noon, colleagues who gathered for lunch began to gossip again.

"Hey, what do you think about Cheng Xiaoxiao winning the contract in one day this time?"

A senior elder sister said unhappily, "How else can I look at it? A blind cat has met a dead mouse. Who doesn't know that Boss Qin loves beauty and drinks."

"Could it be that Cheng Xiaoxiao was submerged?"

"Shh... don't talk nonsense like that."

"..."

Back from a business trip the next day.

Cheng Xiaoxiao took a shower after returning from get off work, and while holding half a watermelon and digging it with a spoon, she watched TV with a fan blowing on her, feeling very comfortable.

At this time, the phone rang, Cheng Xiaoxiao put down the watermelon, wiped the juice from his hands before answering.

"at home?"

"Manager?" Cheng Xiaoxiao was depressed in her heart, what would she do with her even after get off work.

"Please have a meal." Han Yifei said.

"Why, you don't need it, manager." Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly and refused.

"It's just a small reward, to reward you for doing a good job this time." Han Yifei said again.

"No need for the manager, really no need, I have already eaten at night, and I am too full now." Cheng Xiaoxiao said, looking at the half-eaten watermelon.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Han Yifei finally spoke again.

"Then come downstairs, I have something for you."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "Are you downstairs?"

"Ah."

Cheng Xiaoxiao: @#￥￥%%#￥%...

Too lazy to change clothes, Cheng Xiaoxiao picked up the keys and mobile phone in her pajamas and went downstairs.

In midsummer, it is impossible to live without air conditioners and fans. Cheng Xiaoxiao felt that she was sweating as soon as she went out. It was evening, and many grandparents in the community pushed their grandchildren out to play. Cheng Xiaoxiao walked and trotted all the way.

Han Yifei's car didn't come in, but temporarily parked on the side of the road at the gate of the community. She changed another car, which was a white Bentley. This made Cheng Xiaoxiao wonder how many cars this woman had.

Han Yifei sat in the car blowing air-conditioning and did not come down. Cheng Xiaoxiao came to the window and knocked on the window.

Han Yifei glanced, the car window slid down, then raised his hand to take out a paper bag, and handed it to Cheng Xiaoxiao.

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't reach out to pick it up, but asked, "What is this?"

"Take it." Han Yifei said.

Under pressure and orders, Cheng Xiaoxiao had no choice but to take it, and it felt a little heavy in her hand, but she didn't take a closer look at what was in the paper bag.

Then I heard Han Yifei say, "Since you don't want to eat, then just accept this."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was stunned, but before she could react, Han Yifei had already closed the car window and left without giving her a chance to refuse.

On the way back, Cheng Xiaoxiao looked under the street lamp and saw clearly the large LOGO on the paper bag, which was the symbol of Chanel. She suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, so she quickly opened it to see that there was actually a Chanel bag inside...

What does Han Yifei mean by this woman?

Perhaps since then, it has opened a precedent, and it will be out of control in the future.

Cheng Xiaoxiao regretted not returning the bag to Han Yifei on the evening of the day she died.

Since that night, Han Yifei seems to have been showing favor to Cheng Xiaoxiao. Maybe Cheng Xiaoxiao is narcissistic in this regard, but it really makes her feel like that.

When she was in the company, Han Yifei would use various reasons and work as an excuse to call Cheng Xiaoxiao over to help her with errands, and by the way, invite her to dinner at night, but Cheng Xiaoxiao refused every time.

What's more, once Cheng Xiaoxiao came to work and found a bouquet of flowers on his desk, which was not signed. Everyone was guessing which suitor Cheng Xiaoxiao was, maybe a certain man from the same company.

Taking advantage of work breaks, Cheng Xiaoxiao went to ask Han Yifei, but Han Yifei smiled and said nothing, and asked her, "Do you still like flowers?"

"Han Yifei, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, what do you think it means?" Han Yifei can silence her every time.

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't get any results, so she closed the door angrily and went out.

During this time, Cheng Xiaoxiao was almost forced into a mental breakdown, and often couldn't sleep all night, thinking hard about what Han Yifei wanted and what it meant.

Until one day, Han Yifei finally called her to the office and said he wanted to talk to her about something.

Cheng Xiaoxiao thought that the things she had been troubled for a while could finally come to an end, feeling uneasy and nervous, she entered Han Yifei's office.

When she entered the office, Han Yifei was sitting in her seat, with her hands folded and casually placed on the table. When she saw her come in, she asked her to sit down. Cheng Xiaoxiao waved her hand and said no, just stand by herself.

Han Yifei chuckled, and then said, "Do you know why I came to you today?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao shook her head, but her heart was terrified, "I don't know."

"I'm about to leave the department and be promoted to general manager of the company."

"Oh, congratulations." Cheng Xiaoxiao's words were very casual, as if they were polite.

"I want you to transfer with me to be my assistant." Han Yifei said again.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was startled, and after a long time of thinking, she finally came up with the words in her heart, "I think it's good for me now. I just got used to and familiarized myself with the various tasks of the department. I think the manager's assistant is much more competent than me. people."

After the voice fell, there was a freezing atmosphere in the office, and no one spoke.

Han Yifei took a deep breath, looked up at her, "You really don't want to?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao turned her face away, "I don't think I am competent, the manager should find someone else."

"Well, since you don't want to, I won't force you." Han Yifei paused, then said, "You can go out now."

Cheng Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

You asked me to dare to talk about this, I thought...

Of course, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't stay long, turned around and opened the door to go out, closing the office door by the way.

Back at her desk, Cheng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The colleague next door quickly pulled her and asked, "What is the manager looking for you for? Is it because you are going to be transferred?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao shook her head and replied with a smile, "No, there is no such thing." Then she continued to face the computer and started to do her own things.

Since that day, people in the department have always been discussing that Han Yifei will be promoted and transferred, but this is something that will inevitably happen. The company is owned by her father, let alone the general manager, even the chairman. People complain.

However, Cheng Xiaoxiao thought to herself, after Han Yifei left, she would breathe a sigh of relief in her days in the department. For some reason, with her around, she would always be inexplicably nervous, oppressed, and think of some messy things in her mind , It’s okay to leave, it’s okay.

At the same time, Shen Zhiwei and Nuannuan also came back from Tibet.

The first thing I do when I get home is to clean up. After being away from home for more than a month, the house has accumulated a lot of dust.

The first thing Xiao Tangtang did after returning home was to sniff her little bed. Wen Nuan suddenly discovered that Xiao Tangtang had gained a lot of weight in the month she was away, and the little bed couldn't hold her anymore.

The two worked together hand in hand, and worked for three full hours before the house was clean and tidy. Afterwards, they all slumped on the sofa, unable to lift their spirits.

Shen Zhiwei just rested for a while and wanted to get up, but was caught by Nuan Nuan and fell down again. Shen Zhiwei asked her with a smile, "What are you doing, little rascal?"

"Let's rest a little longer." Wen Nuan winked at her.

"But my new book is about to be finalized, and I've been busy recently." When she said this, Shen Zhiwei had already closed her eyes and rested on her warm chest.

Nuan Nuan just leaned on the sofa like this, stretched out his hand to tidy up Shen Zhiwei's broken hair, tucked her long hair behind her ears, and whispered, "It's okay, just rest for a while, it will be fine after a while."

Shen Zhiwei was really exhausted during this period. Apart from going out with her every day, she also had to catch up on manuscripts when she returned to the homestay at night. Nuan Nuan felt very distressed.

Now that she just got home and her butt is still hot, she just wants to go to work. Nuan now only hopes that she can rest for a while, even if she squints for 10 minutes or 10 minutes, it will be better.

After patting her lightly and coaxing her to sleep, Nuan Nuan fell asleep unknowingly.

Shen Zhiwei woke up automatically after sleeping for a while, she gently lifted Wen Nuan from the sofa, she was still so light, she was not fattened by herself at all, Shen Zhiwei was quite distressed about this.

During this period, Wen Nuan moved, and Shen Zhiwei was afraid that she would wake up, so she quickly whispered to a child, "Let's sleep in another place, it's fine."

Sure enough, Wen Nuan continued to quiet down again.

After carrying her back to the bed and covering her with the air-conditioning quilt, Shen Zhiwei closed the door lightly, returned to the living room, took out the computer from the suitcase, and went to another room to start working.

The light yellow light of the table lamp reflected on Shen Zhiwei's beautiful side face, the bridge of her nose was high and straight, but the tip of her nose was turned up very delicately.