Sweet Wife, be Good!

"How can it be impossible?" Song Encheng said immediately, "The presidential palace has heard news that He Yixia personally communicated with the editor-in-chief of a pirated publishing house, and he posted the content and then collected a sum of money from others. Is it the presidential palace? Can't find out the cause of the matter?"

Mrs. Song said: "Don't talk about it randomly until the matter is not settled."

"Anyway, He Yixia must have a problem this time!" Song Encheng has been in a good mood these days and has eaten more bowls of rice.

If she had encountered a lot of "rivals in love" before, then He Yixia, the sudden emergence of the army, was simply the one she hated the most.

Maybe... Only He Yixia was putting too much pressure on Shen Yu'an.

She didn't pay attention to other "rivals" at all, but He Yixia couldn't.

But if this matter is hammered to death, He Yixia will not say that he wants to enter the presidential palace or marry Shen Yu'an. The current job cannot be kept, and the future job will be mysterious.

Mrs. Song whispered: "Don't talk about this before your dad. He is already in a bad mood."

...

There has been no news from the department, and He Yixia has not received any news from Shen Yu'an.

She can only devote herself to as much work as possible, and she has also received many translations from her previous boss.

Only in this way can we get busy and not think so much.

Shen Yu'an has been extremely busy these two days, and will come back late at night.

He was away, and He Yixia didn't sleep well for two nights.

The housekeeping aunt comes to cook and clean regularly, but He Yixia always feels that the apartment is empty.

When Shen Yuan came back, the night was already late.

The light at home was still on. He opened the door and saw He Yixia lying on the dining table with various translations in front of him.

She was asleep, but she was a little restless, and her brows were slightly twisted in her sleep.

Shen Yuan put his hand on her shoulder, straining slightly because of distress.

"Yuan..." He Yixia raised her head, saw the man's familiar face, smelled the familiar smell of him, and felt safe and secure.

Although she was awake, she was too sleepy to open her eyes.

Shen Yuan reached out and picked her up: "Go to bed and sleep."

"Yeah." She replied dazedly.

Shen Yuan put her on the bed, and she clutched his skirt.

He was reluctant to leave, so he went home.

...

When He Yixia woke up the next day, Shen Yuan was no longer visible.

She turned on the phone to check the time and saw the WeChat sent by him, "Breakfast is in the kitchen, warm up. I'm dealing with the novel, and there should be results today and tomorrow."

He should have turned off the mute for her, so the WeChat notification tone did not ring, and even the call was missed.

When He Yixia looked at it, she realized that there were still missed calls from Director Ling and Director Song.

She hurried up, washing and changing clothes while answering the phone, fearing something urgent.

"He interpreter, I need you to come to the department office." Director Ling's voice was more solemn than last time.

"I'll be here right away." He Yixia had already lost a lot of time because he hadn't received a call before.

They also have to wait anxiously if they want to come.

She didn't delay too much and arrived at the department soon.

Although Shen Yuan suppressed this matter, he didn't let the outside world know much.

But there was still a lot of rumors within the department.

When I saw He Yixia, many people looked at her.

Some people are also whispering.