Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 12 Red Pants

Sure enough, not long after she arrived at the magazine, she saw Wang Feng’s impetuous entry into the editor’s office. After two minutes, the editor told her to go in.

I don't have to think about it, Wang Feng's **** pushed her responsibility to her.

Lin Xiaomi brewed the emotions before knocking on the editor's office.

Editor-in-chief Xu Nan is a serious old-aged middle-aged man. He looks at Lin Xiaomi's eyes full of sternness. He only asks "What is going on?", Lin Xiaomi's tears began to flow down.

"Editor-in-Chief, hey, I didn't mean to send the battery to Wang Ge. It was because I accidentally got a car accident on the road and hit someone. Hey, the other person has a lot of blood, and I am not allowed to let me go. I was scared to death and lost a lot of money. Hey, these two days, he is pestering me every day, I have never seen so much blood..."

People in the entire magazine can hear the cry of Lin Xiaomi's screaming!

Xu Nan was only stunned by her for a long time: "Enough! Don't cry! You... are you injured?"

Lin Xiaomi just closed his mouth, and from time to time he sobbed a few times and touched his arm: "It’s just a collision, it doesn't matter."

Xu Nan’s headache waved his hand: “Then go out first.”

After a moment, I remember the next sentence: "This time you are not deducting your full attendance, next time... drive to pay attention."

"Yes! Editor-in-Chief!" Lin Xiaomi looked at the side of Wang Feng, who was standing next to him, and twitched and went out.

The next second, the entire magazine heard the editorial voice of the editor-in-chief: "Wang Feng, you are a professional reporter, don't you check the equipment before the shoot? No battery, I really don't know how to say you, yourself. If you look at it, if you open the skylight in this period, you can do it yourself!"

Wen Jing saw Lin Xiaomi coming out, pretending to comfort, and when others didn't pay attention, she gave her a thumbs up: "The acting is getting better and better."

Lin Xiaomi holds her hand and opens her mouth to bite: "I can't always take the black pot for him! Besides, I really hit someone, still... still..."

Wen Jing saw that her face was red, and she couldn’t say it for a long time. She asked anxiously, "What happened? Before you said a car accident, scared me, I thought you were hit!"

I was also stunned by people. Every day, I waited for him like a gimmick. When I was soft, I let the other party enter the room. Now I am in her house, wearing her bathrobe and sleeping on her bed...

But these words made Lin Xiaomi unable to say anything, even if Wen Jing is her good friend, she can not say.

"Nothing, anyway, he deserves it! I thought I was bullied!" Lin Xiaomi bite his teeth.

Yes, do you think she is bullied?

Lin Xiaomi blinked when he thought of the man who changed his face instantly after he entered the room.

Because she hit the car, it looks like a very poor appearance, the editor-in-chief deliberately kindly put her half-day leave.

Lin Xiaomi went to a nearby wholesale market, and bought two sets of clothes, two sets of pajamas, and ten inferior red pants.

I thought I would see the cold-blooded feathers, but in fact, Leng Xiaohuang just smiled and told her: "Go cooking, I am hungry."

Lin Xiaomi looked at him with some suspicion, why didn't he mean it?

The kitchen trash can still have his lunch set at noon, but the visual inspection is basically not eaten, it is really enough to pick the mouth.

Leng Yuhuang had no keys in her hand and could not go out. When she came back, he wore slippers to dump the **** in the house. By the way, he went out with the keys.