The little sweetheart is flirtatious and wild, the paranoid boss has fallen

Chapter 50 Red Packet
Jiang Yin sent Xiao Yan a WeChat message, but the other party never replied to her, probably already asleep.

She put away her mobile phone, intending to air-dry her hair naturally before going to bed.

Jiang Yin wiped her hair with a towel, and was about to go downstairs when the phone rang in her palm.

Xiao Yan: Come in.

Jiang Yin: Are you awake?

Xiao Yan: No, I was dealing with work just now, and I didn't see the message. Don't you want a hair dryer? Come in and get it.

Jiang Yin: Good.

After sending the message, she slowly moved to the door of Xiao Yan's room.

Jiang Yin knocked on the door politely and entered only after receiving instructions.

Xiao Yan sat on an office chair, and a computer and various books were placed on the table.

He seems very busy.

Jiang Yin asked, "Mr. Xiao, where is the hair dryer?"

"In the cabinet above the bathroom sink."

"Oh, thank you."

Jiang Yin walked into the bathroom and pulled out the hair dryer.

After a while, her hair was dried, and Jiang Yin cleaned up the mess and was going to go downstairs to sleep.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Xiao Yan propping her head with one hand, her eyes closed tightly.

Also, it's already 12:30.

Jiang Yin slowed down and walked over cautiously.

She stared at him silently.

This face is so perfect, with thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, long eyelashes, a high nose, and a superior profile.

It is an existence that can stand out in the crowd.

Jiang Yin bent down, and she tried to take off his glasses for him.

As soon as his fingertips touched the frame of his glasses, he woke up.

Jiang Yin withdrew her hand hastily, speaking incoherently: "Mr. Xiao, I'm going back first."

As soon as she turned around, someone grabbed her arm.

"How did you get hurt?"

"what?"

Following Xiao Yan's line of sight, Jiang Yin realized that a spot on her arm had become bruised and purple.

It must have been accidentally knocked in the shower.

"Wait, I'll help you apply some medicinal wine."

"No need, this bruise won't die."

He looked at Jiang Yin seriously, which made her panic. She didn't do anything wrong, so why look at her like that.

Xiao Yan dug out a small medicine box from the cabinet, and took out a bottle of spray specially for treating bruises from the medicine box.

He grabbed Jiang Yin's arm, and his movements seemed a bit domineering, "Small injuries should be treated well."

Jiang Yin nodded obediently.

After spraying the medicinal wine, Xiao Yan rubbed her again to speed up the disappearance of the bruise.

"All right."

"Thank you, Teacher Xiao."

"No need." He said while packing the medicine box, "Go back to rest early, it's late."

"You too."

After the words fell, Jiang Yin walked towards the door, and she added another sentence before leaving.

"Happy New Year's Eve, Teacher Xiao."

"It's past twelve o'clock, and it's the first day of the new year."

He put the medicine box back to its original place, and then took out a red envelope from the cabinet, "New Year's money for you."

"Am I still getting lucky money?"

"Well, how can I say that I am also your elder, shouldn't elders give red envelopes to juniors?"

Jiang Yin took it with a smile, and she squeezed the red envelope, which was quite thick.

"Thank you, Teacher Xiao. Teacher, you are really generous. You must have made a lot of money last year. I am here to wish you a happy new year and a prosperous career."

Xiao Yan opened the corners of his mouth and smiled, and there was a bit of doting and joy in his eyes.

"You might as well open it and see what's inside."

"Isn't it RMB?"

Jiang Yin was confused, and was completely confused by Xiao Yan's words. What else could the red envelope be except money.

She opened the red envelope and took out a folded A4 paper from it, and it really didn't have any money.

I'm so happy!

She unfolded the piece of paper and it said yes.

Congratulations to Jiang Yin, a third-year student in the Department of Foreign Languages ​​of Yizhou University, who won the second prize in the ## French Writing Contest founded by #, and his instructor, Xiao Yan.

Jiang Yin was very happy. She looked at Xiao Yan with surprise and joy in her eyes, "Is this true?"

"Well, the notification just came down."

"Not bad, keep going."

"I will, and thank you teacher for helping me revise my composition."

Jiang Yin looked at the notice again and again, continuing to see through the paper.

"It's getting late, go back to sleep."

"Mr. Xiao, good night."

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The next morning, Li Yao happily went downstairs to pay New Year greetings to her elders, and received red envelopes by the way.

Jiang Yin also collected a lot. The tradition in Yizhou is that if you haven't come out to work, you can still receive red envelopes.

Song Qiushui also prepared a portion for Xiao Yan and Sheng He.

When Sheng He saw Li Yao, his eyes were full of admiration, but Li Yao went back to the room after receiving the red envelope.

He only glanced at it briefly.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yin and Li Yao went shopping. Before going shopping, she went to buy two drinks. By chance, she met some junior high school classmates in the store.

Jiang Yin studied at Qingyuan Middle School for one semester, and she probably still has a little impression of these people.

One of the boys seems to have chased after Jiang Yin.

Li Yao glanced at them, trying to pretend she didn't see them, but they stopped her anyway.

Zhu Qi smiled and said, "Why, since we haven't seen each other for more than a year, you don't know us anymore?"

The girl next to her said angrily, "Li Yao got into Yizhou No. [-] Middle School, and her grades are very good. She doesn't look like us. I'm afraid she looks down on us from the bottom of her heart."

Li Yao rolled her eyes, "It's good that you know, don't say it, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yin tugged at Li Yao's arm, "Forget it, we're here for shopping, don't waste time with them."

One of the girls looked at Jiang Yin and felt more and more familiar, so she asked, "Oh! Are you Jiang Yin?!"

Another girl said in surprise, "Jiang Yin?!"

"Is that a flower?"

"I look quite similar, and she played well with Li Yao in junior high school."

"It's really her..."

Many people liked Jiang Yin in junior high school before, but they didn't expect that she still has such a good-looking face now.

The boy who had chased after Jiang Yin kept staring at Jiang Yin, unable to move his eyes away.

His girlfriend scolded loudly: "Gao Mingyu, what are you looking at, is it pretty?"

The boy seemed to have been spotted by his girlfriend, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Several other girls watched their jokes one after another.

Zhu Qi said: "Oh, why are you angry, you already have boyfriends, they probably don't have one yet, otherwise why would you go shopping together on New Year's Day?"

"I remember that Li Yao still seems to be dating online. When I was running, I heard that I saw a fat man in his 20s."

Not many people know about this, because once she went to an Internet cafe to chat with that netizen, and they were playing games in the Internet cafe, and then they found out.

Li Yao gritted her teeth, "None of your business!"

Zhu Qi said with a hint of sarcasm, "Don't be so fierce, everyone sympathizes with you."

Li Yao: "I don't need your sympathy."

"Okay! I won't talk nonsense with you. I'm going to get a manicure. My boyfriend made an appointment for me. The manicurist is from Japan, and many people can't get an appointment."

"Hey, how about I take you in to see and see. After all, I'm a VIP, so it's easy for you to go in. Otherwise, you can just wait."

"Tch, what's the big deal, why don't you just do a manicure, what about you?"

(End of this chapter)