I was spoiled by the boss

Chapter 749: Being Trash

Chapter 749: Being Trash

She didn't dare to answer the company's phone calls. They answered a lot of calls, all of which were for cancellations.

Walker warned her not to tell her this in advance.

Song Yu became even more irritated when she heard this. She frowned and took back the paper and pen.

"What can't I draw? What else can I do if I can't draw? Okay, just leave me alone and let me wait until I get off work. I'm fine."

She shook her head and continued to draw the design draft.

She didn't know what else she could do besides drawing design drafts. Once she stopped, it would be easier to think wildly. What would happen if the affair between her and Qin Shen was exposed?Look, the whole Internet is scolding her now.

Will she and Qin Shen get trashed when they go to public places in the future?

How did she get to this point?
Sister Liu was even more worried when she saw her like this. She was so angry that she wanted to get angry. If she didn't vent her worries and didn't rest, she would get sick sooner or later!
She has seen many people become depressed due to online violence!

She reached out again and took out the pen in her hand, "Oh, okay! Go back and have a rest! What else are you painting? Walker said he would give you a day off to relax and unwind. Come to work tomorrow when you are ready. But there is one thing that cannot be done. Look at your phone, not online!”

Song Yu frowned heavily.

She closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair, feeling that a nerve in her brain was always tense, as if it would break at any time.

There seemed to be something blocked in her heart, weighing her down so much that she couldn't breathe.

Sister Liu shook her arm distressedly, "Did you hear that?"

Song Yu said nothing.

After a long while, she opened her eyes, but she didn't dare to look at anyone.

"Okay, I'll go back and rest."

"Well, come back to work after you have rested. Don't worry about what happened online. Don't let yourself collapse emotionally!"

"I know." Song Yu responded lightly, a tear overflowing from her eyes. It felt so good that someone was willing to care about her.She simply packed some things and prepared to leave.

Several people escorted her to the door, and several colleagues couldn't bear to comfort her: "Song Yu, don't be afraid, we are all behind you."

"That's right, we all believe in you. There must be a reason for your marriage to the Sheng family. It can be seen that you and Qin have always been in love!"

"Have a good rest. Come back and fight with us after you have rested!"

Song Yu almost cried when she heard the voice behind her.

She covered her lips with one hand to prevent herself from crying, and smiled softly, "I know, I'm fine. I'll come back to work tomorrow."

"Don't worry, you can play for a few more days, we are supporting the design department!"

Song Yu smiled lightly, said nothing, and walked straight to the elevator.

She went back during working hours. She didn't contact Uncle Zhang to pick her up, so she hailed a taxi on the side of the road and went back.

After getting in the car, Song Yu reported her address and then looked up at the high-rise buildings outside the car window, wondering what she was thinking.

Her cell phone has been turned off since the morning until now. When this incident was revealed, she hadn't called Qin Shen yet. Maybe he didn't have time to answer the call. She didn't know what he would think if he saw it.

She misses him so much.

Song Yu looked at the time and calculated that it was the middle of the night over there, so she couldn't make a call, but she still turned on her phone by mistake.

As soon as the phone was turned on, a lot of messages popped up and kept ringing. The entire interface was occupied by new messages, and it almost got stuck.

Song Yu was about to clear up the out-of-sight information when a number came in. It was her client's number.

(End of this chapter)

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