After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

Li Haitao raised his eyebrows slightly and said one word lightly: "Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open and the assistant leaned in with a professional smile on his face, yet he was not out of place.

"Mr. Li, the intern has arrived at the company. How do you think we should arrange her position?"

The assistant asked cautiously, as if afraid to break the silence.

Huo Sili's eyes flashed.

Li Haitao's eyes swept over Huo Sili, and an inexplicable gleam flashed in his eyes. Then he said slowly: "The design department, let Fang Xi take her personally."

Upon hearing this, the assistant nodded and said, "Okay, I understand." After that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Huo Sili suddenly spoke up and asked jokingly, "What do you mean? Are you really afraid that I'll sleep with that girl?"

Fang Xi is the representative of a tigress. Who dares to mess with the people under her control?

Li Haitao glanced at him, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "I am worried about you, for your own good. Yanchuan has specifically reminded you that this little girl is very hot-tempered. What if you can't control yourself and she destroys you?"

As soon as Li Haitao finished speaking, Huo Sili burst into laughter: "Haha, I'm so handsome, who wouldn't be tempted!" His laughter echoed in the office, as if full of confidence and provocation.

Li Haitao just looked at him quietly, his eyes deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

He did not respond to Huo Sili's provocation, but just silently gazed at the scenery outside the window, as if thinking about something.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became a little subtle, and the psychological activities of the two protagonists were unpredictable.

Huo Sili didn't joke with him and just played with his phone.

In the next few days, Luo Ying's life became extremely fulfilling.

During the day, she entered Jinghao Group and explored the mysteries of the business world as an intern; at night, she transformed herself into a strict coach, carefully guiding Su Yaoyao to practice basic movements on the training ground.

As the night deepened, the lights on the training ground stretched their shadows out, like two determined silhouettes.

Although Pei Shaoqing said he would learn, he only talked about it and did not take any actual action.

Although Su Yaoyao started learning a little later, she was not afraid of difficulties and performed every movement very seriously. Sweat dripped down her hair and her clothes were soaked every night.

Pei Shaoqing stood aside, his eyes full of heartache.

He couldn't help but take out a delicate handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the sweat from Su Yaoyao's forehead.

However, Su Yaoyao declined his kindness and chose to take the handkerchief and wipe it herself.

There was a hint of determination in her eyes, as if telling Pei Shaoqing that she didn't want to be involved in any emotions in this life.

Pei Shaoqing looked a little embarrassed, but still kept smiling and handed Su Yaoyao a bottle of water.

She thanked him softly and took it.

At this time, Pei Shaoqing's expression became a little strange, his eyes flickered, as if he was looking for an opportunity to speak.

"Yaoyao," he finally mustered up the courage, "there is something I want to tell you."

Before he finished speaking, the wind on the training ground seemed to stop, and all eyes were focused on him, waiting for his next words.

"Yaoyao, I..."

Su Yaoyao gently put down the water bottle, and the sweat on her forehead gleamed in the light, showing how devoted she was to the practice just now.

Luo Ying had gone to the bathroom, leaving her alone in the empty training ground, with the echoes of the previous passionate music still echoing in the air.

Pei Shaoqing stood aside, his hands in his trouser pockets, brows furrowed, as if looking for the right words.

He moved his lips, but only made some vague sounds: "That, that..."

Su Yaoyao looked at him, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

She picked up the towel beside her and wiped her sweat, smiling and trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "What's wrong? Tell me what's the matter. If you are short of money, I can still help you with a few hundred yuan, but if it's more, I can't do anything."

Her tone was light, as if she was making a harmless joke.

She knew that Pei Shaoqing came from a wealthy family and was not short of money. She said this just to make him relax and express his ideas more naturally.

However, Pei Shaoqing's silence made her feel unusually nervous, and she couldn't help but wonder what he wanted to say.

For her, this kind of waiting is both an expectation and a little bit of uneasiness.

In the night, the breeze carries a faint scent of flowers, blowing across the stone pavement of the ancient street.

Pei Shaoqing stood under the dim street light, his hands clenched, seeming a little nervous.

He looked at Su Yaoyao in front of him, his watery eyes filled with anticipation and anxiety.

"Yaoyao," he said softly, with a hint of pleading, "I said, don't be angry!"

Su Yaoyao raised her head, the moonlight shone on her clear face, and her eyes flashed with a soft light. "Yeah!" she responded softly.

Pei Shaoqing took a deep breath, as if he had mustered up all his courage.

"Will you be my girlfriend? I know you rejected me before, but I want to say it again." His voice was trembling, but full of determination.

Su Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She was silent for a while, as if she was having a fierce struggle deep in her heart.

There was an inexplicable sense of tension in the air around us, as if even time had stood still.

"Pei Shaoqing," she finally spoke, her voice apologetic, "I'm sorry, I..."

Pei Shaoqing's heart tightened, but he did not let his disappointment show.

He forced a smile and interrupted her, "You don't have to answer me right away. Think about it for a few days and then answer me. How about that?"

His voice was full of anticipation and reluctance.

After saying that, Pei Shaoqing turned around and ran, his footsteps echoing in the empty street.

He was afraid, afraid to hear Su Yaoyao reject him, afraid to face the loss in his heart.

The moonlight shone on his receding back, leaving behind a scene of desolation and helplessness.

Su Yaoyao stood there, watching his back disappear into the night, an inexplicable emotion welling up in her heart.

She looked at Pei Shaoqing's back and sighed.

They didn’t know that this scene was filmed and sent to Lin Jingshen’s mobile phone.

Lin Jingshen looked at the photos in his phone, "Ah..."