Mr. He's sweet wife who refuses to marry

The next day, Tang Yarui smelled a strong scent of perfume as soon as she entered the company.

When she walked to her seat, she almost fainted from the smoke.

She turned her head, looked at Zhang Yue beside her with a speechless expression, and asked, "How much perfume have you smoked? It's so fragrant!"

Zhang Yue turned her head and clicked her tongue in contempt: "Do you know how to appreciate it? This is the most elegant and charming rose fragrance. It can lead people into the paradise of love and desire."

The corner of Tang Yarui's mouth twitched, and she said bluntly: "You are right, I don't know how to appreciate it, I just feel like I'm going to be fainted by your fragrance!"

"Country bun." Zhang Yue snorted coldly, took out the perfume from the bag and pressed it twice.

Tang Yarui's face turned dark and her eyes were cold.If she looked in the mirror, she would find that her expression was very similar to that of Hao Yubo.

Zhang Yuexin's hair was weak, and she was actually a little scared at this moment. She raised her head and amplified her voice: "Why? Can't I spray myself?"

Tang Yarui withdrew her eyes indifferently, took out her mobile phone and placed an order directly on the delivery software.

Half an hour later, the delivery boy brought an electric fan.

She put the fan on her left, and Zhang Yue on her right, blowing the fragrance out of the window.Tang Yarui let out a sigh of relief.

But Zhang Yue refused: "Tang Yarui, there is something wrong with you! It's not too hot to turn on the air conditioner!"

Tang Yarui sneered, and said unceremoniously: "Can't I blow my own wind?"

Zhang Yue choked and gritted her teeth in anger. The other party returned her words.

She turned her head away and simply ignored the other party, but after a while she couldn't help it.

Although it is already June, it is rainy today and the temperature is 23°, which is a very comfortable temperature.But if it is blown continuously, it will feel a little cold and whizzing.

Zhang Yue subconsciously sat up straight, finally compromised and went to the bathroom, and washed her neck with clean water.

When she returned to the office, she was very annoyed and asked Tang Yarui to turn off the electric fan.

Tang Yarui picked it, and turned off the fan after the other party said angrily that it was not so fragrant anymore.

Zhang Yue's eyes were full of resentment, and when she turned around, she created a group to pull other people from the same office into it, and handed out five [-] red envelopes for everyone to grab.

At the end, he typed directly: "I hate Tang Yarui very much. If anyone doesn't talk to her all day, I will give her two thousand red envelopes."

Everyone in the office looked at each other in blank dismay, it was a bright isolation.

The finishing touch: "Does yesterday count?"

Fairy in the Moon: "Not counting, starting from today."

Tang Yarui didn't know, because of someone's plan, she had already got today's job from Shi Ling and started typing.

While entering the data, she also sighed, these things are really trivial and exhausting!I wish every day was a deadline so she could focus on designing instead of other tasks.

But she also knew that it was impossible before becoming a full-time employee, so doing things patiently was regarded as learning and improving.Doing these things is really rewarding.

For example, when making reports, she is not brain-dead and prefers more efficient work, so after getting the information, she does not start doing it in a daze, but first figure out what to do, and then look up a faster way on the Internet.If not, there is no way but to take it slowly. If so, she will learn new methods before starting.

In this way, the speed is greatly improved, and the error rate is very low.

By 04:30, she would send the work tasks of the day to Shi Ling's mailbox, and then use the next time to conceive new theme inspiration.

It was at this time that Hao Yubo's call came in. She was stunned for a while, wondering if she and that person had a heart-to-heart?Why did she call right after she finished her work?

"When do you get off work?" Hao Yubo's voice came from the receiver, which sounded particularly sexy and pleasant.

Tang Yarui was slightly taken aback: "You want to pick me up?"

"By the way." Hao Yubo said indifferently.

After thinking about it for a while, Tang Yarui probably understood that the other party must have had a good conversation with Wen Rui, so she took her back with her in a good mood.

After all, she takes the bus to and from get off work, and it is tiring to be crowded.

"A quarter past five." Tang Yarui calculated the time and decided to postpone the time a little so as not to make the other party wait.

"Okay, then you come directly to the underground parking lot."

Tang Yarui responded obediently, and the call was hung up by the other party the next moment.

Looking at the black screen of the mobile phone, she couldn't help but flatten her mouth, muttering in her heart, can't she say a few more words?
At five o'clock, she packed up her things and prepared to leave, but to her surprise, Zhang Yue was one step ahead of her.

Zhang Yue also noticed the person next to her, she let out a disdainful snort, and then she didn't know what to think of, her eyes showed a gleam of determination.

Tang Yarui didn't go with the other party, because her stomach hurt a little, so she went to the bathroom first.It was already [-]:[-] when she arrived at the underground garage.

But what surprised her was that Zhang Yue was also there, and then she saw Zhang Yue suddenly rushing to the other side, and then fell down very artificially with an ouch.

At the same time, when Tang Yarui walked around the corner, her field of vision suddenly widened. She completely understood why Zhang Yue fell down, because Wei Cong came diagonally.

This is Porcelain!
This is indeed the case.

Today Zhang Yue spent some money to find out the route that Wei Cong took. In order to look more beautiful, she sprayed herself with the most seductive perfume and put on a tight skirt to outline her figure.

She is ready for everything, even creating opportunities.

But the result - Wei Cong suddenly took a step back a second before she approached, and then Zhang Yue's flop turned into a real fall.

Although Zhang Yue was dissatisfied in the bottom of her heart that the other party moved away, she immediately felt that it was a good idea. If a random person could fall on Wei Cong, it would be boring.

"It hurts so much." She said softly, half lying on the ground, with a very beautiful curve, coupled with her weak wailing, normal people can't help but feel soft-hearted.

"Miss, are you okay!" Wei Cong's voice sounded very mellow, but he didn't get along at all.

Zhang Yue raised her head, tears seemed to be falling, "Little brother, can you help me up, I sprained my ankle."

"So serious?" Wei Cong's expression became serious in an instant.

Zhang Yue said softly, and even stretched out her hand to wait for the other party to sign.

But he didn't want Wei Cong to say suddenly: "Miss over there, can you come over and help this fallen lady?"

Zhang Yue froze for an instant.

Tang Yarui, who was suddenly named, was also a little confused, but she didn't evade, and walked over directly, with an inexplicable smile in her eyes: "Zhang Yue, can I help you?"