Begonia sleepless tonight

The person who is often bullied in the company dares to turn a blind eye to her!

How could Shangguan Wanwan endure such humiliation, she angrily went to the corridor to sulk.

The office was still peaceful, and no one even looked up.

House seemingly endless rain.

After several days of cold violence in the company, when the regular meeting was held in the afternoon, the supervisor deliberately asked Shangguan Wanwan to stay.

I thought it was my turn to have some good news.

Shangguan Wanwan personally closed the door and poured tea for the supervisor.

"I didn't have this kind of treatment two days ago. It's really different now." The supervisor didn't forget Shangguan Wanwan's face when she just came here. He didn't say anything on the surface, but he remembered everything in his heart. .

"Supervisor, you see what you said. Haven't I had a chance to honor you? I haven't had time. I will make up for you every day." As she said, Shangguan Wanwan's hand touched the supervisor's shoulder, "You The work is too tiring, let me give you a press."

"You can't do it!" The supervisor turned sideways to avoid her approach, "This is also the meaning of the higher-ups, you are arranged by the higher-ups, I dare not."

Hearing this, Shangguan Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she smiled happily.

It seems that Lu Mian is not such a heartless person, maybe there is something good going on, and he is thinking of himself.

She sat upright, ready to listen to the arrangement.

But I only heard this bolt from the blue: "The order came down from above, and your director will be gone from now on."

"What?! Impossible!" Shangguan Wanwan suddenly stood up from her seat, muttering words all the time, her eyes staring blankly at the mouth of the supervisor, "You are talking nonsense, I was personally invited by your boss Lu!"

"It's just a coincidence. President Lu said it himself." The supervisor snorted coldly, "You don't have to cry here. No one dares to violate the meaning of the above. Go out by yourself."

The cup of tea was not cold yet, but was poured on the ground by the supervisor: "Sometimes, it's better to weigh your identity clearly."

Shangguan Wanwan, who has always had a sharp mouth, was so blocked that she could not speak a word, and left in a daze.

Seeing her walking out frustrated, no one came up to talk to her to comfort her.

She Shangguan Wanwan is nothing more than a pretty vase at this moment.

Sleeping on the school bed board is always hard.

Yan Ruyi was sore all over, and it was even more painful when she was sleeping on the wooden plank. It was just that she turned over casually, as if someone had punched her.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids were fighting, and she could only open a small gap, and she couldn't see clearly at all, it was just a blur.

"Why is it so hot?" There was a man's voice vaguely.

A cold handkerchief was pasted on her forehead, which relieved some of the heat from her body.

A pair of big hands gently caressed her face, and there was a slight callus on the palm of her hand, scratching her face, itching.

Yan Ruyi raised her hand vigorously, trying to slap it away, but she had no strength.

He scolded Feng Ze from top to bottom in his heart, thinking that after waiting, he must loosen up this kid.

But the temperature of those hands was familiar yet unfamiliar, warmer than Feng Ze's, and before she knew it, Yan Ruyi slowly fell asleep under the caress.

When she woke up again, it was already the next day.

There was a basin next to the bed, and there was a handkerchief in it. Other than that, it didn't look like anyone had been there.

Yan Ruyi propped herself up and sat up, her head still hurt a little, but her body temperature had dropped.

A cold is the most strange disease that makes people feel sore all over, and Yan Ruyi felt as if she had been severely beaten.

She patted her hands and feet to make the blood flow faster, so she could move around when she got better.

"Come here, over here."

"Hahahaha! Uncle is amazing!"

The laughter of children came from outside.

Yan Ruyi thought it was Yue Hai who was joking with the children outside, lifted the curtain and poked his head out to see, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

The children are still those children, but this person is not Yue Hai.

Among the crowd, he was the tallest, wearing a casual sweater and trousers, with his hair hanging obediently on his head, without too much care. Unlike him usually, this outfit was not out of harmony, and even added Kind of childish.

Just like a child, holding a wooden stick and food in his hand, teasing the big yellow dog raised by the farmer next door.

By accident, Yan Ruyi turned on her phone and recorded this moment.

In the camera, that face suddenly turned around, and Yan Ruyi's phone almost dropped in fright.

She turned around and buried herself.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Jiang Jiucheng came in with a chill in his body. Yan Ruyi's heart was pounding, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he squeezed the phone tightly and hid it in his trouser pocket.

"How is it? Is it better?" Jiang Jiucheng was extremely gentle, leaned over, and stroked her forehead with a big hand, "Fortunately, the temperature has cooled down."

Yan Ruyi sideways dodged, bent down to pack her luggage: "You don't need to worry about it."

It was just one or two pieces of clothes, she stuffed them in randomly, dragged the suitcase out, and waited for Feng Ze to come out at the school gate.

"You can't go anywhere right now." Jiang Jiucheng was anxious and wanted to snatch the box, but he saw Yan Ruyi's firm eyes, "It rained yesterday, the front has collapsed, you can't get in from outside, and you can't get out from inside Yes, where can you go?"

Yan Ruyi didn't respond, she just felt that Jiang Jiucheng was lying to him.

Jiang Jiucheng was in a hurry and didn't know how to explain when a child was crying and wanted to run out, but he stopped him.

The teacher who caught up from behind supported his waist and gasped, "You child! Come back soon!"

"What's going on?" Jiang Jiucheng frowned, and the child kicked his white pants into a mess while struggling.

"I'm going out! I'm going out!"

The child was still crying and screaming, and the teacher finally came to his senses: "It's raining and landslides. The child's father is on duty at the power station in the village. He hasn't come back yet. The child is worried and insists on going to see it."

The hoarse cry was heartbreaking to hear.

"Now you should trust me." Jiang Jiucheng glanced at Yan Ruyi helplessly, but she avoided making eye contact, so he knelt down, "Uncle will help you find it, okay?"

"Can you find it?" The child gradually calmed down, but tears kept falling.

"Uncle will try his best, but this is what adults should do. You have to listen to the teacher and wait here obediently for Dad to come back." Jiang Jiucheng's voice has a magical power that can make people feel at ease.

The child stared into his eyes and nodded: "OK."

Jiang Jiucheng turned around and was ready to go, Yan Ruyi put his luggage in the security room, and only took a few simple equipment to catch up: "I'll go too."