Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 28

She clutched her forehead and felt that her head was starting to hurt too. She was so angry with this man that she had a headache!
He straightened up as if resigned to his fate, and began to drag and drag the man on his back. In the process, the man hit his head on the coffee table, and there was a muffled groan, and the man still didn't wake up. There was another crash, and the back of the man's head hit the handle of the sofa heavily. , the man didn't even groan this time, and let her torment quietly
Maybe it was because she was already very tired after working all day, and she started dragging the man home without eating dinner. There was nothing he could do about the man beside him with a wounded face.

After sitting quietly for a while, she realized that the night was already very late, and her stomach was growling non-stop. She touched her stomach, looked at the man again, gritted her teeth and stood up while supporting the back of the sofa, and ran to the bedroom to take him out of the closet. A quilt was placed on one side of the floor, and the man was rolled and rolled, and the quilt was rolled into a vegetable roll. Finally, a pillow was stuffed under his head, and then he clapped his hands and stood up, exhaling.

You're done!

She ran to the kitchen and simply cooked noodles to fill her stomach, then returned to the bedroom and fell asleep under her coat.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the house, and she opened her eyes before the alarm rang, and looked at the environment in front of her in confusion. For a long time, there was a touch of nostalgia and loss in her eyes.

Waking up in a strange room in a foreign country, she was still very uncomfortable, as if she was the only one left in the whole world, very lonely.

After lying quietly for a while, she sat up, her nose itchy, and she sneezed loudly.

The coat slipped off her body, she blinked suspiciously, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned over and jumped up from the bed, opened the door with her shoes on, the living room was still a little dark, because there were no windows, so it felt a bit colder than the bedroom.

She walked lightly to the sofa, only to see that there was only a pile of quilts on the ground, and the person inside the quilts had long since disappeared. After looking around for a long time, she was sure that he had left.

After tidying up the quilt, I simply took care of myself, put on my shoulder bag and locked the door, and went to work.

As soon as she entered the building, the receptionist stopped her.

"Me?" she repeated in disbelief.

"Yeah, Fang Yaling, that's right, it's you. The president's office is on the 22nd floor. When you go up, don't look around, keep a distance, and speak politely to the president. Before going in, check with the secretary if the president is busy. If it happens that he If something happens, you just stand outside and wait quietly, you can't just break in, do you hear me?"

Ya Ling nodded, and chose to ignore the curious and somehow arrogant face of the lady at the front desk, and moved to the front of the elevator, wondering what would happen to the president looking for her?One is the president of the building, and the other is a waiter who has just joined the job and is still in the probationary period. The two of them can't get together.

The elevator opened with a ding, and she walked in in a daze, and a lot of people rushed in, squeezing her into the last small gap. Fortunately, she had grown enough bean sprouts, and she was nestled in such a triangular place at this time , I didn't feel so uncomfortable.

It's just that she couldn't press the number on the 22nd floor because she was squeezed here. Just as she was about to ask for help, a woman in front of her also said at this moment: "22nd floor, thank you."

She closed her mouth, retracted her feet and waited for the elevator to reach the 22nd floor with peace of mind.

Suddenly I heard a man's voice at the front: "...you need to go to the 17th floor first, I will wait for you there, that's it, okay, goodbye."

Yaling always felt that this voice was familiar, but she couldn't figure out where she heard it after thinking hard for a long time. Here, the elevator stopped on the 17th floor. She tried to raise her neck, but only saw a man in a black suit walking away. After going out, the elevator door slowly closed, blocking her view.

(End of this chapter)