Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

If every company can let people go unimpeded, it would be too safe.

Not to mention the security downstairs of the building, the entrance guard at the company entrance, at least the assistant lady sitting in front of her office, can you stop me?

There are still a lot of data maps for next season's new product designs in her office! All are trade secrets!

Yu Yang turned around, looked at her indifferently, and said, "I showed my credentials."

Zhuang Jia: "..."

Yes, you are so great, Prosecutor!

Zhuang Jiamu walked to the desk step by step with a face and sat down, throwing the meeting documents aside, and asked coldly: "What's the matter with you?"

When I can't see people, I feel painful thinking about him. Now I see them, but I don't want to give a good face.

It seems that if the attitude is slightly better, he will lose the confidence in front of him.

And she is not willing to lose.

Yu Yang didn't immediately explain his intention, but fluttered his eyes around the desk, his eyes falling on the white tissues.

"Have you cried for a long time?" he said.

Zhuang Jia bit her lip and threw the tissues on the table into the paper basket angrily, "No, these are snot-wiping papers!"

"Have you caught a cold?" Yu Yang knew she was lying, and asked without hesitation, "What kind of medicine do you take? There are also many types of colds. Don't just buy a box of medicine and eat it."

The words of concern sound particularly ironic at the moment.

She bit her lip and turned her face away, and replied stiffly: "You don't need to worry about it."

In the office, fell silent.

Neither of them spoke.

Zhuang Jia was holding his breath, but Yu Yang didn't know what he was thinking.

In this quiet space, Zhuang Jia's afterlight slowly moved to him... Shaved his beard, his hair was neat, his shirt was as white as brand new, and his coat and scarf were placed on his arms...

scarf……

The scarf is a Christmas present from her.

The tip of her nose was inexplicably sour, and tears were raging, she held her fingers tightly, trying to suppress this untimely emotion.

At this time, Yu Yang said: "Jiajia, let's talk."

Zhuang Jia said in a perfunctory tone: "What is there to talk about."

"Yesterday you finished saying those words and walked too fast to give me a chance to explain. I think it is unfair to me." Yu Yang said, "We should sit down and talk peacefully. After the talk, no matter what What is the result, I will respect your decision."

Zhuang Jia frowned, Wang Zilong also said yesterday that he should talk about it and make it clear.

She bit her lip and uttered a few words in a muffled voice: "Let's talk then."

"It's not suitable here." Yu Yang said, "After all, this is where you work. If you talk about something that makes you angry or crying, it won't affect you. Let's go out and talk."

Yu Yang always made her unable to refuse.

As if all her thoughts were understood, a few words occupied the dominant position.

Zhuang Jia really doesn't have much confidence. She is a person who leaks badly. She is especially easy to cry, and she is especially afraid of embarrassment. If someone in the company sees her crying, she will have no face to come to work again.

"Where shall we go to talk?" she asked.

Yu Yang raised his hand to look at his watch, and said lightly: "It's past four o'clock, find a place to eat, eat and talk, if you really break up, it will be the last supper."

The Last Supper.

This word made Zhuang Jia slightly sting, and her heart was full of sadness.

She nodded silently.

Picking up the bag and going downstairs with him, she got into the car, and saw that there was a sunny doll hanging on his car key, she felt a throbbing pain again.

Don’t want to look again, look away from the car window...

Yu Yang still drove very slowly, and the traffic was congested. They stopped and went in the bustling traffic, and the extended road seemed endless.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, but still did not reach the destination.

Zhuang Jia remembers that when he left, it was about 4:30, and now it was almost 7 in the evening. The scenery on both sides became more and more desolate, and the shadow of the city was almost invisible...

She couldn't help being nervous: "Yu Yang, where are you taking me?"