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Is there a logical relationship? Chang Yuan has not had time to answer.

"Ah?" Just as Song Hui got out of the elevator, he heard Cindy's voice at the end of the sentence, "Who doesn't like men like women?"

The assistant team didn't dare to risk their lives, each of them had a correct attitude and didn't pick up on it. They just stood up and bowed respectfully: "Morning, President!"

Song Hui nodded, and continued to ask: "Who likes women now? Now, there are many women who like women?"

The assistant team stuttered, and finally Eve said: "Some." After speaking, he sought approval from others.

Except for Chang Yuan and Eve, the remaining three assistants nodded in unison.

"You old drivers know quite a lot." After Song Hui finished speaking, he glanced at Chang Yuan who was indifferent, "Does Xiao Yuan not understand at all?"

The little devil in the hearts of the assistants: Yes, yes, your favorite Assistant Chang doesn't understand anything, so we arranged for her personally!

Although he didn't understand Cheng Xionglin, they were friends for many years after all. Song Hui was very interested in this topic, and he laughed brightly: "If our company has female employees who like women, let them not have to hide it." Well, I'm still on the side of true love."

The assistants did not expect such a harvest.

Hua Guo has always been reluctant to let go of his ideas in this regard, and he can't help but put on colored glasses when talking about these things.

Although many people who come out of the closet don't care about other people's eyes, it is true that in many cases, not speaking out can save a lot of trouble.

If one day, the Fenghua Group, which has a huge influence on the Chinese economy, can also publicly express its position, what will happen in the future?

All the assistants admired Song Hui even more for a while, and they all told Song Hui some things they had seen or heard with their own eyes.

There are happy endings and bad endings. After discussing them, Song Hui and Chang Yuan discovered that the phenomenon that they didn't usually think of existed suddenly became common.

Song Hui listened more and more vigorously, always felt that resource + source + order + reason + unknown + knowledge + number saw Cheng Xionglin this weekend, and he felt more confident in his heart.

Chang Yuan looked at them having a good chat, with black lines all over their heads, did they talk about this topic early in the morning? Even the president? Would it be too gossip.

As she listened, she couldn't help thinking of Cheng Xionglin's face in her mind.

The face she couldn't move from the first time she saw it.

Chang Yuan was so frightened that she remained calm and reminded in a cold voice: "President, you will attend the high-level meeting of the marketing department later."

Only then did Song Hui think of business, and strode into the CEO's office.

The girls in the assistant group were still chattering.

Eve came over again holding the photo: "Xiao Chang, you don't think about it anymore?"

***

After work, Chang Yuan went to Tanse Bar alone, sat in her usual position, and started drinking without saying a word.

Chang Yuan has a younger sister, Yu Li, who was only 23 years old when she died last winter.

But she and Yu Li are not as sisterly as Cheng Xionglin thought. Yu Li is the child of Chang Yuan's mother after her divorce, and the Chang family doesn't recognize her.

Chang Yuan only found out about the existence of this younger sister after Li became seriously ill. At this time, Chang Yuan's mother had passed away.

Chang Yuan took on the responsibility of looking after Yu Li.

Chang Yuan is not good at dealing with people, and because of her illness, Yu Li can't get excited about anything.So most of the time, she and Yu Li were silent and a little embarrassed.

Although Chang Yuan felt a little sad about Li's death, it didn't have that much influence after all.

Therefore, what Cheng Xionglin said was unreasonable.

Chang Yuan, who was drinking, didn't know why she thought of this repeatedly.

Ever since the banquet that day, Chang Yuan has been comparing Yu Li and Cheng Xionglin over and over again in her heart, two completely different people, comparing each other, Chang Yuan doesn't know what the meaning is.

But she was very concerned about what Cheng Xionglin said.

For some reason, she didn't want Cheng Xionglin to misunderstand her.

She treats her well, but... she just doesn't want the president to let her down.

Chang Yuan raised her head and took another sip of the wine. In less than 3 minutes, the usual 30 minutes of drinking was exhausted.

The bartender looked at Chang Yuan's wine glass with frowned eyebrows, as if he was going to poke a hole out of the wine glass, but felt that this one seemed to be irritable tonight, so he hurried forward to change Chang Yuan's full glass.

Chang Yuan turned to look at him: "It's you again."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked behind the bartender.

There was nothing there except for a man with wretched eyebrows and eyes.

The man even followed Chang Yuan's gaze, raised his glass and winked at her.

Chang Yuan looked away in disgust.

She lowered her head and her eyelashes trembled slightly. Even though she didn't want to admit it, even though she felt that she was just brainwashed by Song Hui and the assistants, Chang Yuan still had to say:

She missed Cheng Xionglin.

Want to see her.

Want to hear her talk.

She hadn't seen her for over a week.

Chapter 8

Chang Yuan usually only drinks slowly at the Sandalwood Bar, but today she was immersed in her own thoughts, and she drank a lot of wine without knowing it.

When she was standing at the gate of Cheng Xionglin's residential area, she realized that she had drank a few more glasses today. Looking at the corner of the house that was hidden in the villas, Chang Yuan sighed and turned to go go back.

The road near the villa area always looks very deserted, Chang Yuan is wearing a black professional attire, and her high heels step on the road, making a loud noise.

Hearing the quiet voice, Chang Yuan was a little dazed.

The symptoms of drinking a few more cups gradually appeared, and Chang Yuan became a little dull.

A red sports car passed Chang Yuan quickly, and after 30 seconds, it slowed down and reversed back.

Cheng Xionglin put down the car window and looked at Chang Yuan suspiciously.

Chang Yuan didn't look at her, she still walked forward with her head buried.

"Assistant Chang?" Cheng Xionglin looked at the rearview mirror and continued to back up the car slowly, his voice raised three minutes, "Stop, I'm going to back up like this, it's easy to get into trouble."

Only then did Chang Yuan turn her face to look at her, against the gradually thickening night, her eyes were extraordinarily bright, but her words were still cold and clear: "Why are you here?"

Cheng Xionglin couldn't laugh or cry: "Of course I am here, this is my home."

While speaking, he raised his finger and pointed to the villas not far away.

Chang Yuan followed her fingers and looked over, thinking for a while: "Yes, this is your home."

Only then did Cheng Xionglin realize that something was wrong with Chang Yuan, she pulled over the car and called the property management to send someone to help her park the car in the garage.

When Cheng Xionglin was on the phone, Chang Yuan silently walked to the side of the car and looked at her without blinking.

Cheng Xionglin's brows were almost knotted, he walked around Chang Yuan, and even got close to her to smell it, except for a faint fragrance, he didn't smell anything.

"Why did you come here?" Cheng Xionglin continued to ask.

Chang Yuan has come to her senses, her ears are secretly red, she ran to the vicinity of Cheng Xionglin's house without saying a word, and even talked to her.

"No answer yet?" Cheng Xionglin crossed his arms and looked at her with a troubled expression, "Then I'll call Song Hui and ask him to pick you up?"

With that said, he took out his phone again.

Chang Yuan stepped forward to hold her hand, and as soon as her warm skin touched it, Chang Yuan hurriedly withdrew it like an electric shock, and quickly said, "Don't look for him, I'm off work."

For some reason, Cheng Xionglin could hear a little childishness in her tone.

"Okay, okay, you're off work." Looking at Chang Yuan who was completely different from before, Cheng Xionglin was filled with love for a while, and unconsciously lowered his voice, asking questions like coaxing a child, "Then you Why don't you go home? Can Xiao Changyuan go home by herself?"

Chang Yuan blinked her big eyes and looked at her suspiciously: "Why are you talking like that?"