Chapter 837 Where did the quarrel go (3)

When walking halfway, Lan Weiwei suddenly realized that... she didn't bring any money.

What card... What bag... She didn't bring any of them. She looked at her phone... Even if she could scan the QR code to pay... But she also forgot her previous password.

Lan Weiwei walked back in a hurry, and suddenly bumped into a soft wall. Lan Weiwei raised her head and saw that it was Tang Ruochen. She looked at him in astonishment, and he... was looking at Lan Weiwei at this moment. After such a close contact, her heart trembled, and her palms went numb, "I...I didn't bring any money, so I won't buy it."

When she was about to walk back, Tang Ruochen grabbed her hand. Lan Weiwei stopped listening to her footsteps, and froze in place for a while, so he followed here specially... to buy a cake for herself, right?

So Lan Weiwei let him pull her and walked towards the shopping mall.

Lan Weiwei actually missed him a lot these days, looked up at Tang Ruochen, originally wanted to say a few words to him, after all, he bought him a cake, didn't he?

However, seeing Tang Ruochen's ice-cold face, as if she didn't even bother to look at herself, she suppressed her desire to speak.

When he arrived at the shopping mall, Tang Ruochen walked into a familiar cake shop, bought her his favorite cake, and dragged her away. He didn't want to see her run away from home again. Now that he heard her enter the shopping mall, he still has lingering fears , a person with only half a year's memory dares to come out to look for a job, Lan Weiwei...she really has her.

Lan Weiwei let Tang Ruochen hold her hand, walked out of the shopping mall, and when she got to the car, she held the cake box with both hands, and carefully glanced at Tang Ruochen, his face was still as cold as frost.

"Hey! Thank you." Lan Weiwei tilted her head, looked at him cautiously, and said tentatively.

Tang Ruochen's eyes flickered when he heard the word "oh", but he didn't speak.

Seeing that Tang Ruochen still ignored her, Lan Weiwei gave up the idea of ​​talking to him.

When he arrived at the company, he returned to his office, and Lan Weiwei went to the secretary's office, because she... really didn't want to look at his iceberg face at work all day, since she went out to work for a week, she understood There is a reason, where sweat is exchanged for the fruits of labor, so she, Lan Weiwei, doesn't want to sit back and enjoy the fruits of labor, and waste her time waiting for death.

But it's also her job to make him coffee every day...

Lan Weiwei pushed open the door cautiously, put her head through the crack of the door, and secretly glanced at Tang Ruochen, he was still working...but he looked so handsome when he was working hard, Lan Weiwei was infatuated for a moment, and walked towards him , using an extremely light movement, carefully and carefully placed the cup on the table, trying not to hear the slightest sound.

Seeing that she was suddenly so restrained, Tang Ruochen ended up with a coffee cup, "Thank you."

Although Lan Weiwei didn't know why, he always had an iceberg face and didn't give himself a good look, but Lan Weiwei knew that he didn't want to talk to her, so he went out without saying a word.

Suddenly, she stopped talking endlessly in his ear. When Tang Ruochen looked up, he saw Lan Weiwei leaving the office like an angry little doll.

Seeing Lan Weiwei coming out of the president's office, Secretary Zhang went straight into the secretary's room without saying a word. Everyone looked at each other and thought, did the big boss and Mrs. Tang quarrel?
Didn't you just propose a few days ago?
The atmosphere of gossip was quickly inflamed, and several assistants in the office were eager to ask what was going on, but they were blocked by Secretary Zhang's cold eyes, "Have you finished the task in hand?"

Everyone immediately turned their attention to their computers.

(End of this chapter)

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