Following.

Like yesterday, Song Huayi got up early to prepare a hearty breakfast.

After Zhan Shaoyin finished exercising in the gym, washed and changed clothes, and went downstairs to have a hot breakfast.

It was not bad to be taken care of.

After Song Huayi fought his mind all night, determined to do his best to integrate into Zhan Shaoyin's life, he became full of fighting spirit again.

Don't want Zhan Shaoyin to fall in love with her, at least let Zhan Shaoyin not get used to or even miss her after leaving her.

Song Huayi is still very confident in doing this.

When Zhan Shaoyin went out to prepare to go to the company, Song Huayi ran to the door and asked him, "What do you want to eat at noon?" I'll send you to the company? ”

He buttoned up his cuffs, turned his head and asked her, "No classes today?" ”

"I only went in the afternoon, so I plan to cook at home at noon."

Zhan Shaoyin nodded: "I have a meeting at noon, and it will end around half past eleven, so come over at twelve o'clock." ”

"Well, then you should be careful on the road."

Looking at his car with a longing on his face and driving away, Song Huayi realized that he hadn't told her what she wanted to eat.

However, according to his fitness habits, he can't go wrong with making fitness meals.

This is the first time Song Huayi has come to his company, and before he has had time to take a good look at the hall on the first floor, a girl at the front desk immediately greeted him: "Madam, are you here?" The president has just gone out and told me to take you to his office and wait for him. ”

Song Huayi didn't expect him to inform him in advance, nodded with a dry smile, and went to his office under the leadership of his sister.

The girl at the front desk just pushed open the door, thinking that there was no one in Zhan Shaoyin's office, but she didn't expect a girl to come out of it and hit her.

"Secretary Yin?" The girl at the front desk recognized the girl.

Secretary Yin glanced at Song Huayi, hurriedly said "Hello madam" and turned to leave.

Song Huayi looked at Secretary Yin's back with some doubts, and always felt a little strange.

The girl at the front desk explained: "Secretary Yin should be here to deliver documents to the president." ”

Song Huayi nodded, walked into Zhan Shaoyin's office, and indeed found a folder on his desktop.

But since she was sending documents, why did Secretary Yin look at her just now with a strange look, and she seemed to feel a little weak.

Could it be ...... What is a shady office romance?

Thinking about it, a man like Zhan Shaoyin who is good-looking, talented, rich and powerful, naturally has a lot of women eyeing him, and it is not impossible for these female secretaries beside him to be interested in him.

It seems that what she has to do is not just to capture Zhan Shaoyin's stomach, she also has to beware of someone digging into her corner!

Before Zhan Shaoyin came, she quietly went to the secretary's office to take a look, and found that men and women were evenly divided.

paid special attention to Secretary Yin, who was wearing a regular professional attire, with a low ponytail, and looked quite pure and simple on the outside, she should have thought too much, right?

"Ahh Song Huayi suddenly covered his head and frowned and looked behind him.

"Who do you have a crush on?" Zhan Shaoyin unhurriedly put away the hand that knocked her head, and followed her gaze just now.

Song Huayi rubbed his head, frowned and replied unhappily: "They are all more handsome than you!" ”

"Really? It can only mean that your eyes are not good. ”

The two stood at the door chatting in the interval, and Secretary Yin came over just now: "Mr. Zhan, I have already sent you the information you want to the office." ”

Zhan Shaoyin just nodded, then led Song Huayi to his office, and asked her casually, "How long have you been here?" ”

"It's been a while."

"What's cooking?"

"You'll know when you see it."

Secretary Yin stood in place, looking at the backs of the two leaving, with a hint of unwillingness hidden in his eyes.

In the afternoon, when Song Huayi was still in class, he received Ye Yulan's friend application.

Ye Yulan sent a message saying: I have actually been paying attention to your works for a long time, the subject matter is very novel, and the painting style is also good, but you have to be more intermittent, and the website can't recommend it, so report to me every night in the future, and submit me a manuscript once a week.

Song Huayi discovered that the worshipping editor was a "devil" who urged the change.

However, the previous editor really didn't care much about her, she didn't have much fame in the first place, and the editor preferred to focus on those who had a little bit of work.

Song Huayi himself has become lazy, sometimes only updating once a month.

With Ye Yulan taking her, thinking about the works and authors that were popular under Qiu Yue, Song Huayi also began to look forward to it in her heart, so she had something.

After class in the afternoon, instead of going out to watch a movie with the little sisters in the dormitory, she immediately returned home, turned on the computer, pulled out the sketch she had edited a few weeks ago, and drew it.

Xiong Yu also said that she valued sex and neglected friends, and hurriedly ran home to accompany her husband.

At seven o'clock, Zhan Shaoyin left from the dinner.

When he returned home, he pushed open the door and it was pitch black, which gave him some bad premonitions in his heart.

Could it be that this girl ran out and fooled around with her friends again?

I didn't reply to the messages I sent to her in the afternoon, and it seems that I had a good time.

Turn on the light at the entrance only to find that the small black leather shoes she wore during the day were placed one by one, and she didn't go out?

Zhan Shaoyin changed his shoes, walked upstairs in confusion, knocked lightly on her door, and when there was no response, he directly twisted the door lock.

The room was pitch black and the lights were not turned on, only a computer screen was lit in the direction of the desk, and a dark shadow was sitting in front of the screen.

Zhan Shaoyin's brows tightened, and he squinted his eyes and glanced at her computer screen, only to realize that she was drawing a sketch.

I don't know, I thought she was an Internet addict girl who was addicted to some online game.

He reached out and turned on the light switch next to the door, and when the lights in the room suddenly turned on, Song Huayi was surprised.

Turning his head and looking around, he found Zhan Shaoyin standing by the door.

She then took off the headphones she was wearing, and the music in them was so loud that he could faintly hear them.

"You're back?"

Looking at her with a smile on her face, Zhan Shaoyin asked in a displeased tone, "What are you doing?" ”

Song Huayi reacted, thinking of the picture of the boy being drawn on his computer, and closed the computer cover with his backhand: "...... Write homework. ”

"Don't turn on the lights when you do your homework?"

"When did it get dark? What time is it? Have you eaten? ”

Faced with her series of questions, Zhan Shaoyin's face darkened, and he said as he walked out of the house: "You don't even eat those little yellow pictures of you, right?" ”

Song Huayi hurriedly chased out and explained: "I didn't draw a small yellow picture, that's ...... That's art! Or what you said! ”

Zhan Shaoyin didn't talk to her and walked downstairs.

Song Huayi followed downstairs, watched him walk to the kitchen area, opened the refrigerator, glanced at the dishes inside, and asked her, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Song Huayi realized what he was going to do, and asked him with a smile: "You can also cook?" ”

"I'll have a lot more, like some poses you haven't drawn, I'll do."

Song Huayi was stunned, it wasn't that she didn't understand that Zhan Shaoyin was driving, but she didn't expect him to suddenly drag rac, and she always thought that he was an old-fashioned and serious old man.

Wrong! What did he mean by that......

"Do you have combat experience?"