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"Ah! Stinky scoundrel!" The woman in front of the sink turned around and faced a man's face. She screamed in fright and threw the bag in her hand at Song Hengjue.

Song Hengjue gasped in pain, covered her head and took two steps back in panic, fearing that she would misunderstand, so she repeatedly waved her hands as if to surrender: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

Only then did the woman clearly see who the man in front of her was, and she was very angry. However, thinking of the relationship between this pretty boy and Mr. Yang, she could only silently swallow back all the greetings to the eighteenth generation of Song Hengjue's ancestors and put on a fake smile: " It turned out to be Assistant Song, I’m really sorry, I was too harsh, please don’t make the wrong move next time.”

Her expression didn't look like she believed him at all.

Song Hengjue didn't expect that he would become a pervert in the eyes of others in just two minutes. In two days, his caution about entering the women's restroom would be spread throughout the office.

Song Hengjue had a headache when he thought about his situation in the office where everyone hated him and he tried his best to explain: "I swear, I really didn't come in on purpose. If I tell any lies, I will be struck by thunder."

A man's mouth is deceptive.

It wasn't his first time at the company, so how could he have mistakenly entered the men's and women's bathrooms.

The woman rolled her eyes fiercely in her heart, and secretly said that she should go back and talk to the other female colleagues in the office, so as not to accidentally let this bitch get into trouble.

Saying "Xin Xin Xin", he rushed out quickly.

Song Hengjue opened his mouth, but finally closed it in annoyance.

"Why, why don't you go out? Do you really want to be a gangster?"

There was a mocking sound in his ears, and Song Hengjue raised his head suddenly, just in time to meet Yang Qingheng's teasing eyes looking him up and down. His face was so hot that he almost couldn't find a crack in the ground to get in.

Yang Qingheng snorted coldly, grabbed his collar and dragged him back to the office. His fierce look scared everyone who was discussing outside into silence. Song Hengjue felt guilty and did not dare to express his anger.

The office door slammed shut. Yang Qingheng looked at the man in front of him coldly and raised his chin. His height of 1.65 meters made him feel inexplicably condescending: "Explain what's going on." He slapped the newspaper on the table with all his strength. , made a muffled sound, as if it hit Song Hengjue's heart, and he trembled with fright.

Song Hengjue almost swore to God again: "I didn't do it on purpose. You don't know what my character is? How could I..." cheat on me.

"You entered the women's restroom by yourself and you still have the nerve to talk to me about your character. Your reputation is already bad enough in our company. If you continue like this, you will pack up and get out." Yang Qingheng slapped him on the head. Her good reputation was also ruined. I was ruined by this troublemaker like him.

It happened to hit the big bump on Song Hengjue's head that had just been hit by the bag, causing him to scream and hide in pain.

Yang Qingheng snorted coldly and did not teach him any more.

Song Hengjue looked at the woman's calm side face and had a bold idea in his mind. He leaned on the table and leaned over: "Yang Qingheng, did you read today's newspaper?"

"You still dare to say that you are screaming outside. I don't have the heart to stand it." Yang Qingheng was speechless and got angry when he talked about this. God knows how uncomfortable it is to be interrupted in the middle of going to the toilet.

Song Hengjue's heart lifted up in his throat and finally returned to his stomach. Seeing that Yang Qingheng wanted to get the newspaper, he grabbed it.

"What are you doing?" Yang Qingheng was weird. She looked him up and down, always feeling that something was wrong.

Song Hengjue frowned, pretending to be calm, balled up the newspaper and stuffed it into his pocket: "I've already read it, it's nothing major, so there's no need to waste time."

When he met Yang Qingheng's suspicious eyes, his heart was beating in panic. He leaned down and rubbed the side of her face with his lips: "When will we eat? I'm hungry."

"I think you are the reincarnation of a starving ghost." Yang Qingheng was indeed attracted by his words. He looked at the time and saw that it was only ten in the morning. He picked up his coat and put it on, "I want to go out."

The booth matter has not yet been settled, and she is always a little worried.

After all, there are so many exhibits in such a large exhibition hall. It would be bad if their company was assigned to a remote corner.

This is an important opportunity for their products to go overseas, and Yang Qingheng does not want to miss it.

Song Hengjue usually clings to her very tightly. If he knew she was going out, he would try his best to follow her. Unexpectedly, he was surprisingly calm today.

Yang Qingheng didn't see the man following her until she reached the company gate. Her doubts became more serious. She looked at Lotus Sun aside and asked, "Is there something wrong with Song Hengjue today?"

"He had a normal day that day." Lotus Sun shook her head in amusement and opened the car door for her.

Yang Qingheng just wanted to raise her hands and feet in agreement: "Yes."

If one day he becomes normal, she will feel like she has seen a ghost.

Song Hengjue was watching closely upstairs and saw Yang Qingheng's car leaving. He rushed out and threw all the newspapers in the office into the trash can. After thinking about it, he still felt uneasy, so he took it out and threw it into pieces. In the paper machine, I watched them all shred into pieces of paper, but when I turned around and saw the man coming out of the elevator, my breath was stuck in my throat and I almost didn't swallow it.