My online relationship with the president overturned

Lu Yang leaned against the door frame, his eyes were sleepy, and he didn't recover for a while.

My boss told my ex-boyfriend that we slept together.

This is the limit of human understanding ability, right?

Lu Yang stared deeply into Ruan Yuyan's eyes, and said to Mr. Ruan, I really underestimated you before.

That bitch Lu Wei is right, you really "have a good time".

In the next second, Ruan Yuyan saw Lu Yang turning his head away, crying and picking his fingers at the corner of the wall.

Ruan Yuyan was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

Mr. Ruan, you still ask me what's wrong?what can i do

Lu Yang said that she had been greatly wronged. If the person in front of her was Cang Haiyueming instead of Ruan Yuyan, she would have started to groan: "Luo Ping is also working at CTM! How can I face him later?" To the folks in the department! I am still a pure old girl, and I have never held hands with anyone!"

"No, no, don't think too much..."

Ruan Yuyan, who was always calm, faltered and ran to her barefoot, since she didn't have any slippers on.

Lu Yang only saw a pair of smooth, jade-like bare feet fixed beside him, and all ten delicate white toes were digging on the ground.

It can be seen that the owner of the feet is indeed very cramped.

After a while, Ruan Yuyan squatted down slowly, and asked tentatively, "What did I...do last night?"

In fact, they didn't do anything, just the two of them slept together under the same pillow and under the same quilt.

Doesn't touch on the concept of "sleeping" in the adult population at all.

After getting this answer, Ruan Yuyan's face finally softened a little.

It's okay, it's okay...what a fart.

Who made you think that you said that to Luo Ping just now?How will Xiao Lu face his colleagues in the office in the future?

Although she drank the pill, she still vaguely remembered something about the little deer under the banana.

If... If the little fool in front of me is really my own deer...

But the matter has come to this point, Ruan Yuyan can only deal with it as calmly as possible to minimize the impact.

Patting Lu Yang on the shoulder, Ruan Yuyan asked softly, "I'll take you to work, and I'll treat you to breakfast too. Thank you for taking care of me last night."

Lu Yang raised his red hot face.

Ruan Yuyan thought that she was going to say something like embarrassment, but Lu Yang was stunned for a while, and finally said very honestly: "President Ruan, your car is not with me, are you dumbfounded?"

An hour later, Ruan Yuyan, wearing a five-figure suit and holding an egg-filled biscuit, squeezed onto the morning rush hour subway with Lu Yang like a sauerkraut.

At the same time, Vision Art, Director's Office.

Lu Wei stood by the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, fiddling with the blinds, and the sunlight swayed accordingly, dappledly reflecting on his face.

The mobile phone is attached to the ear, and it is obvious that he is calling someone.

"Yes, Mr. Qin, I have already met that daughter of yours."

He smiled leisurely, as if he was talking about his new plaything: "Yesterday, several bosses poured wine into her, and that thing was also poured into it along with the wine."

After all, she listened for a while with a smile, then nodded and replied: "You are right, she did respond to the vaccination, but everyone should think that she is just drunk, so no one will notice our temptation. "

***

Line [-] was so crowded that Ruan Yuyan couldn't bear it, and she didn't even eat a few bites of the egg-filled biscuits with specially added grilled sausages.

Lu Yang also asked her worriedly: "Why don't you eat it? Is it because rich people are not used to this kind of food?"

This sounded a bit strange, Ruan Yuyan thought she was trying to blame herself at first, but later found out it was not.

This little girl, who was half a head shorter than herself, looked at her sincerely even though she was too crowded to stand up.

"No," Ruan Yuyan frowned slightly, rubbing her temples, "Maybe the hangover is still there, and I still feel a little uncomfortable."

As soon as this was mentioned, Lu Yang couldn't help it: "What are you trying to do? If you can't drink, don't drink it. It's not shameful! Fortunately, nothing happened this time. If no one is around next time, why don't you drink it?" I don't know what those boars can do! Besides, even if you don't mention anything else, don't you feel uncomfortable!"

After that, he shrank his neck like a little quail again.

Subconsciously, she still felt that it was not good to talk to the boss like this, although Ruan Yuyan looked a little different from other bosses.

But Ruan Yuyan wasn't angry, instead she listened patiently and gave a faint "hmm".

In the end, after confirming that Lu Yang had finished grinding, Ruan Yuyan took a bite of the cake and said in a low voice, "I'm so chatty, just like my mother."

Lu Yang didn't expect her to say that, at first he thought that he shouldn't talk too much, but he couldn't help but wonder: "Mr. Ruan, what kind of person is your mother...?"

Lu Yang has never met such an outstanding person. He graduated from a top university and studied abroad. He became the vice president of a large company at a young age.

The people around her are all the same as herself. After 12 years of hard work, she struggled to get into a university, and then graduated to work for others.

Probably... Mr. Ruan's mother should be a very good person?Mostly the ones who are particularly strict, the ones who force Mr. Ruan to endorse with a small bamboo board every day?

At least not as bad as my own mother.Lu Yang thought so.

However, after hearing this question, Ruan Yuyan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then she said indifferently: "She is very nice, but she couldn't stay with me for a few more years."

Back then, Ruan Yuyan received the news of her mother's death very suddenly.

In the few months after the car accident, she has been busy with rehabilitation training, and finally recovered to the level of being able to hold a cup without shaking hands, but suddenly learned that Ruan Heng, the chairman of ctm, was critically ill.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have immediately left half of her rehabilitation training and rushed back from abroad in a hurry.

Lu Yang realized that this topic made her very sad, and couldn't help regretting it, why did he ask this question.

Ruan Yuyan didn't blame her, she lowered her eyes and silently took a bite of the egg-filled biscuit.

Before he could swallow the egg-filled biscuits, he heard Xiao Lu chattering beside him: "Hey, even the price of egg-filled biscuits has gone up now, Mr. Ruan, if you really want to thank me, give us a raise... ..."

Is this guy trying to change the subject for me?Ruan Yuyan was slightly startled, and looked at Lu Yang.Lu Yang just stared at the egg-filled biscuits, as if she had no evil intentions.

However, in the dark where no one could see, Lu Yang quietly covered Ruan Yuyan's cold hand.

Mr. Ruan's hands are really cold, is he feeling cold?Lu Yang thought about it secretly, using this to cover up his flustered thoughts when he touched Ruan Yuyan's palm.

***

Ruan Yuyan thinks this way: the two of us should go to the company together, anyway, the reason for resting at Lu Yang's house while drunk is quite open, and the secret is to cover up.

But when she walked into the office, she found that the situation was beyond her imagination.

Most of the people in the art department are afraid of death. When they see her, they just say hello as usual and stay away.

But there are also those who are not afraid of death.

For example, Li Luoluo.

As soon as she entered the door, Li Luoluo walked around beside her, holding a big box in her arms.

Ruan Yuyan was speechless, the veins on her forehead were about to pop.When she walked to the door of her office, she finally couldn't help but look back.

The fierce eyes slashed straight at Li Luoluo's face, scaring Li Luoluo's face pale.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

Ruan Yuyan realized that her patience was limited, and since she had already given it to Xiao Lu and Xiao Lu, it was difficult to distribute it to others.

"No, it's nothing." Li Luoluo slipped his hand, and a few pieces of drawing paper fell out of the box, "I just want to beg you, don't give Lu Yang my table..."

Ruan Yuyan was silent.

She recalled it for a long time before she remembered when she said this sentence.

I said it casually, how could anyone take it seriously?This IQ, tsk.

Ruan Yuyan was noncommittal, just possessed herself to pick up the drawing paper for her, and then said indifferently: "Work hard in the future. If there is such a thing again, I will fire you directly."

The drawing paper was accidentally turned over, Ruan Yuyan's brows jumped suddenly.

The painting style of these sketches is obviously the painting style of Jiaoxia Xiaolu, even the key strokes are exactly the same.

Li Luoluo glanced at Boss Ruan, saw that she had a different expression, pursed her lips and snickered, and then returned to her original pitiful expression: "These are some new drafts I drew, all of which are random graffiti. It's not a commercial draft. If Mr. Ruan likes it, can I give it to you?"

With Ruan Yuyan's mastery, Li Luoluo left these paintings and left by herself.

What, what's going on, this painting style, this painting method...it's too similar.Ruan Yuyan tried her best to hide the shock in her pupils.

Aunt Yue Yan also said before that Jiaoxia Xiaolu works at CTM.

Lu Yang, Li Luoluo, Little Deer Under the Banana...

Ruan Yuyan silently glanced at Lu Yang's work station, and saw that this guy was whispering to Chen Zhi at the next table, with a lively and lively smile.

My little deer should have a smile like Lu Yang's, not Li Luoluo's.

But those paintings...

be terribly upset.

He simply locked himself in the office, Ruan Yuyan put his mobile phone aside to charge, and the first thing he did when he turned on the computer was to send a message to Yue Yan: [ctm Ruan Yuyan] Aunt Yue Yan, can you support the students before? Tell me in detail?