after divorce

Because the fact of lying and deceiving Rongle was exposed, Lu Zhaohan also failed to get the answer Rongle gave to the question attached to the message. A small potted plant, while counting the tiny leaves on that small plant, while silently repeating the two sentences "will remarry me." and "won't remarry me." in my heart.

As a result, when the last leaf was counted, it corresponded to "I will not remarry me." After saying this, Lu Zhaohan immediately murmured to himself in a jerk: "No, this must be my counting error, change this time" Won't remarry me' and start counting!"

Then somehow, Lu Zhaohan found that when he counted to the last leaf, the corresponding words were still "I won't remarry me." Yan Ziyu said: "Sure enough, I counted wrong...but it's always safer to have to do important things three times."

After saying this, he quickly counted again for the third time, and counted the tiny leaves on the small potted plant very seriously.

Unexpectedly, after counting seriously for the third time, the last leaf he pointed to still corresponded to "I will not remarry me." After these words, his entire face became gloomy.

It so happened that at this moment, when Wen Jia came to report about Lu Zhaohan's work schedule today, as soon as he entered the door, he was directly confronted with Lu Zhaohan's dark and cold face, which made him almost rush out of the door in fright.

"Teacher? What's wrong with you?" Even though she knew that she might be hit by a gun and become cannon fodder, Wen Jia still mustered up the courage to walk to Lu Zhaohan's desk, and asked cautiously.

"Xiaowen." When Lu Zhaohan said in a deep voice with no expression on his face, he pointed at the small potted plant, "Take this thing away for me, I find that I don't agree with it."

"Huh?" Wen Jia suspected that he heard it wrong, or that Lu Zhaohan was still talking nonsense.

"Don't understand? I mean, you can dispose of this thing at your own discretion, so please don't appear in front of me again." Lu Zhaohan was obviously competing with a small plant.

After hearing clearly that Lu Zhaohan was not joking, Wen Jia, who had a puzzled face, couldn't help muttering in his heart, what did this little potted plant do wrong to offend his wayward teacher? !

"But... Teacher, didn't you like this little potted plant before?"

Wen Jia was still very impressed, that is, as long as Lu Zhaohan was free, he would water this small potted plant and take care of it very carefully.Otherwise, this small potted plant would not have grown so lush until now, and every tiny leaf is so green.

"I like the new and hate the old, can't I?" Lu Zhaohan asked angrily, and then said impatiently, "You should take it away now, and then put it in again."

Wen Jia saw that he couldn't wait for a moment, and when she thought that she still couldn't understand the teacher's thoughts, she had no choice but to respond obediently: "I see, I'll take it away now... But teacher, You have a meeting to attend today, which is about the new quarter market assessment and research meeting, don’t forget to attend.”

"Understood, I won't forget to attend, you should get this thing away first." Lu Zhaohan had a serious look on his face.

Wen Jia saw that he seemed to really hate the little potted plant, so he didn't say much, and quickly reached out to pick up the little potted plant, and left Lu Zhaohan's office without saying a word.

Back in the office lobby of the design department, other designers saw Wen Jia coming out of Lu Zhaohan's office with a small potted plant in a daze, and all cast curious eyes.

Seeing this, the senior designer No. [-] immediately approached and teased: "Xiao Wen, don't you know?! Could it be that you stole our boss's beloved little potted plant out of nowhere?!"

Hearing such an exaggerated tone and such an astonishing statement from the other party, Wen Jia was stunned for a while before replying indifferently: "Even if I can't think about it, I won't steal a small potted plant, okay?"

After all, Lu Zhaohan has a lot of his own manuscripts in his personal office. Even if the waste manuscripts are not produced into finished products, if they are stolen and sold to those fashion designers who are not up to standard, they are still very valuable things.

That's why Wen Jia felt that if he couldn't think about stealing things from Lu Zhaohan's office, he would definitely steal Lu Zhaohan's handwritten manuscripts, not the thing in his hand.

Seeing Wen Jia's reaction, the senior designer No. [-] quickly shrugged and continued: "I said that I just saw that the boss's expression is not quite right, so he really has a sudden convulsion?"

"It should be... He has always been a person who does not believe in superstition and metaphysics, but he suddenly told me just now that he is not compatible with this little potted plant!" Wen Jia's face twitched in confusion, "I think he did it last night. What a nightmare..."

Why did he feel more and more that his teacher's thinking was weird, but now it has become more and more weird?

"Don't speculate on the boss's mind, his thoughts can't be guessed casually." After the senior designer No. [-] said such a sentence with great sincerity, he didn't continue to say anything else, but reached out and patted After touching Wen Jia's shoulder, he walked away first.

Wen Jia watched the back of the other party leaving, and was worrying about what to do with this little potted plant, when he just heard their deputy director Pan Yuan call his name: "Xiao Wen."

"Deputy Minister?" Wen Jia heard the words, and immediately turned around in doubt to look at Pan Yuan who came over specially.

"Can you give me this little potted plant?" Pan Yuan didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly.

Although Wen Jia had a bad impression of Pan Yuan preconceived, but in the workplace, he did not dare to face the leader casually with personal emotions, lest he really offend the leader.

In addition, Wen Jia immediately thought that since Pan Yuan came to Ruisha to work, Lu Zhaohan had never stepped into Pan Yuan's office on his own initiative. They all instructed them to go to Pan Yuan's office, but he himself never went.

In other words, if this little potted plant was kept in Pan Yuan's office, it would be regarded as fulfilling the task that Lu Zhaohan gave him, and Lu Zhaohan would never see this little potted plant again.

Thinking of this, Wen Jia didn't have any hesitation, and simply handed the small potted plant in Pan Yuan's hands.

Pan Yuan, who had successfully obtained the small potted plant, was so happy that he couldn't hold back the expression on his face. After showing a happy expression, he took the small potted plant and walked to his office excitedly.

Wen Jia was a little surprised to see Pan Yuan accidentally revealing his true emotions, and immediately couldn't help thinking in his heart, it seems that this man really likes his teacher, but he just got him The little potted plant abandoned by the teacher at home can be so happy.

But even so, he still firmly believes that only Rong Le is Lu Zhaohan's destined partner, and no one else can separate them.

At this time, Rong Le, who was far away abroad, was being interviewed by a fashion magazine. When he heard the reporter from the other party mention Lu Zhaohan, he kept a professional smile without any surprises, but complained unhappily in his heart: "I've expected that you people want to gossip about the two of us all the time."

"Thank you for your concern for him. In fact, his injury has recovered now, and he is completely fine." Although Rong Le complained so much in his heart, he still answered the reporter's question cooperatively.

"Mr. Rong's remarks really confirm the rumors of remarriage. Could it be that you are really remarried as everyone said?" The reporter saw that Rong Le seemed to be Lu Zhaohan's married spouse. Speaking attitude, he took advantage of the victory to pursue such a question.

"Is it really important to remarry or not?" Rong Le is not a young model anymore, and it is very smooth when playing Tai Chi, "I think as long as the relationship develops naturally, there will always be love." A natural result.”

The reporter didn't expect Rong Le to confuse this question like this, and he said without admitting defeat: "Mr. Rong's words are indeed very reasonable, but many of your fans have always cared about you very much. I'm afraid that you will be wronged because of the important matter of marriage."

"Don't worry about this, I haven't been wronged, nor have I lived a miserable life like the rumors on the Internet." Rong Le deliberately didn't reveal exactly what kind of emotional state he and Lu Zhaohan are in now, "I really appreciate everyone's concern for me."

The reporter saw that Rong Le was really unwilling to reveal a little bit about his feelings, so naturally he would not just give up willingly: "We received a revelation from a netizen, she said that she lives in Haihua, the imperial capital. Then I saw Mr. Rong going in and out of Mr. Lu Zhaohan's house, is this true?"

Rong Le didn't expect that the other party was well prepared, even this kind of thing was investigated, but he didn't panic, but replied calmly: "Yes, I did go to his house some time ago."

"So you have actually resumed cohabitation?" The reporter's question was also very direct.

"There is no such thing as cohabitation at all." Rong Le denied in a hurry, "I went to his house some time ago to check on his situation. After all, he was injured like that before, and it is impossible for me to ignore it completely. Do not ask."

Unexpectedly, Rong Le's answer still did not reveal the relationship status of the two of them in detail, which made the reporter feel frustrated, so he had no choice but to ask some questions about the work schedule, whether he would consider moving to the entertainment industry, etc. problem.

After more than an hour of interviews, Rong Le finally ended today's work schedule.

Cheng Shu, who was waiting on the sidelines, saw that Rong Le had successfully completed the work of being interviewed, and then took Rong Le to a special lounge to take a good rest.

"I thought you would tell about the relationship between you and Mr. Lu." When Cheng Shu saw Rong Le's thirsty drinking water, he couldn't help but speak first, "After all, this news is full of explosions." A little bit, enough to make your popularity flow go up a bit."

"How could it be possible to say it?" After Rong Le drank the water, he looked confident, "I won't use him to hype the heat, and I don't want him to be disturbed by those media."

Seeing Rong Le say such words without hesitation, Cheng Shu knew that this kid was even more infatuated with Lu Zhaohan than before.