"It's not wrong that I don't like her very much, but I didn't want you to fire her." Considering that Ling Er was still sleeping on the sofa not far away, Huang Xinying subconsciously lowered her voice and said to him funny.

"If you don't like it, why do you want to stay?" The night boss is so simple and crude.

For his domineering autocracy, Huang Xinying felt helpless and tired, and she struggled to communicate with him: "If you don't like the people under you, do you have to expel them?" ”

"You're generalizing." Ye Hanyu raised his eyebrows, and said without anger: "If she had the ability, I would naturally not do this." "He's not a tyrant!

"If you don't think she's capable, why did you let her in in the first place?" Huang Xinying couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I'm just too lazy to care for the time being." Ye Hanyu domineering back.

Huang Xinying looked helpless, she shrugged her shoulders, and said regardless of it: "Whatever you want." ”

As she spoke, she took the water glass in her hand, turned around and walked towards the desk that Ye Hanyu had bought for her.

Ye Hanyu looked at her back, his face was a little displeased, why did he remove all obstacles for her, but she was not happy?

The man was tangled.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head and secretly sighed in his heart: Women are trouble!

Immediately, bow your head again and focus on your work.

Huang Xinying, who didn't know anything about his thoughts, walked slowly to her desk, and after putting the water cup on the table, she pulled out the stool and sat down.

She didn't immediately bury her head in work, but first took out her mobile phone to check if Fang Beilei had sent her any emails that she needed to deal with.

However, instead of seeing the work email, I saw a bunch of unread messages.

Huang Xinying doesn't have the habit of paying attention to QQ or WeChat messages all the time, she just thinks about it, and occasionally goes up to take a look, and many times, she doesn't look at her phone.

And before, after the incident between Ye Hanyu and Lu Xinchen, she was disturbed by her dreams, and then sent a message in the circle of friends, saying that if there is something in the future, she will leave a message to her directly, it is not a matter of urgency, try not to call her!

Because it's so disturbing to your dreams!

So at this moment, as soon as she logged in to WeChat, a lot of messages popped up wildly.

Huang Xinying's calm face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, she clicked on it casually, and found that it was all words of blessing, surprise, and shock...

She looked confused, her fingers continued to slide up, and her fingertips fell on Huang Yixiang's name, and she clicked on it.

[Sister! Hurry up and take a look on Weibo! You've been blown up-bed-photographed! 】

A shocking piece of news fell into her sight without warning.

Huang Xinying was puzzled, what bed-photo??

How could she not remember that she had ever taken such a picture?!

With this doubt, Huang Xinying directly quit WeChat and logged in to Weibo.

As soon as she boarded up, the screen full of forwarded messages and hot headlines almost blinded her 24k titanium eyes!

The whole person seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt, her calm face was surging in an instant, her expression was terrifying, and her face was a little frightening!

The phone snapped and slammed directly upside down on the ground.

Hearing the sound, Ye Hanyu frowned, lifted his eyelids lightly, and looked at her, only to see that she looked frightened, as if she had suffered a great blow.

"What's wrong?" The man's eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't help but stop the pen in his hand.