President Gao Leng's little wife

The next day, Xia Yuluo came to the company to work.

As a result, as soon as she entered the company, she noticed that the eyes of everyone looking at her were not right.

"strangeness--"

Xia Yuluo muttered.

She looked down at her clothes.

Could it be that he walked too hurriedly in the morning and wore the wrong clothes?
But everything is normal.

Xia Yuluo looked up again at those strange eyes.

Everyone immediately lowered their heads and pretended to be busy with their work.

Xia Yuluo took off her bag and walked into the office full of doubts.

As a result, as soon as she left, those eyes began to stick to her again.

Xia Yuluo turned on the computer, trying to block it.

But it doesn't help at all, those lines of sight seem to be able to pass through walls.

She felt uncomfortable and restless.

What went wrong?
She is also baffled.

A new girl came in to deliver manuscripts to Xia Yuluo.

Xia Yuluo looked up and asked her:
"Am I dressed strangely today?"

The little girl didn't dare to lift her head, she put the things on her table carelessly, stammering.

"I, I don't know."

After finishing speaking, he ran out in a hurry as soon as he stayed, as if he was afraid of getting something bad.

It's so weird--

Xia Yuluo shook her head.

She forced herself not to pay attention to those looking outside, but to focus on her work.

But those eyes couldn't go away.

"Boom-"

Xia Yuluo slammed the documents in her hand on the table, picked up the cup and walked out.

Seeing her come out, those gazes were carefully withdrawn.

Xia Yuluo walked to the water dispenser to pour water out of nowhere.

Two female colleagues walked over from the door, and they were discussing something with each other.

They didn't see Xia Yuluo on one side.

Xia Yuluo happened to overhear their conversation while Xia Yuluo was pouring water.

"Did you know? Our president's wife is actually Xia Yuluo!"

The female colleague looked regretful.

"Ah—it's her, I thought who it was!"

"How can she become the president's wife with her porridge and side dishes?"

When another female colleague mentioned Xia Yuluo, she looked disdainful.

"Don't look at her as ordinary, there are many men around her."

"You forgot about those photos in our company some time ago."

"Such an indiscreet woman, tsk tsk—"

The female colleague reminded the colleagues around her with a gossipy face.

When they turned their heads, they saw Xia Yuluo standing aside, and they were startled.

"Xia... Screenwriter Xia..."

The two of them who knew they had slipped their tongues did not dare to go to see Xia Yuluo.

He greeted her, held the document, and passed her with his head down.

It's just that the disdain and contempt in the eyes are still hard to hide.

Xia Yuluo finally understood what was going on with these strange gazes from this morning.

She took a sip of water and stood there calmly.

Everyone looked at her.

"If you have so much free time that you are bored discussing these gossip issues, I can consider assigning more work."

Holding the water glass, she held her head up, puffed her chest out and scanned the group of people below, with a slight chill in her tone.

Under her gaze, the group of colleagues dared not make any other small moves.

After all, Xia Yuluo was one level older than them.

Everyone was silent, silently doing the work in hand.

Finally, the annoying line of sight was gone.

Xia Yuluo returned to the office with ease.

This group of people just say that grapes are sour when they can't eat grapes.