Sweet Pillow Pet: The CEO's Exclusive Wife

Chapter 38
Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." The editor-in-chief temporarily terminated the conversation.

The door opened, and the security guard walked in with an auntie cleaner.

Auntie wore plastic gloves and carried a huge garbage bag in her hand.

"Editor Song, take a look, are these documents lost?"

The security guard and the auntie cleaner opened the garbage bag together and spread the documents on the ground.

The editor-in-chief made a phone call: "Sun Yuanyuan, come and identify her."

Lin Qing glanced at it, and it was indeed those lost files.

Sun Yuanyuan hurried over, glanced casually at the ground, and then she had a weeping expression again: "Poor my document, why did it become like this..."

She squatted down and looked at it anxiously, crying with pity.

While she was flipping through, Lin Qing caught a glimpse of the clue.

Although it was a bit dirty, she could still see it clearly, and she also took a closer look.

Sun Yuanyuan is still flipping.

Why are there only things delivered to her, those materials and files exist, but what about the copywriting she prepared, her manuscript?

With doubts, Lin Qing frowned and leaned down.

Sun Yuanyuan noticed that she was watching, and vigilantly overlapped the information, as if she was afraid that she would find something.

Seeing that Lin Qing still didn't give up, she found that Xin Dalu was yelling at the ink stains on the document: "Look, editor-in-chief, this bad-hearted person is afraid that the bad will not be thorough enough, so he even spilled ink on it."

Ink poured in from the center of the document, wetting several pages and sticking them together.

Sun Yuanyuan finally got the evidence as if she had no fear: "Editor-in-Chief, there is only one person in our office who has the habit of using ink."

Lin Qing's heart twitched.

Indeed, in the era when signature pens were popular, she was the only one who maintained the habit of writing and drawing with fountain pens. She was taught by her father to practice good handwriting since she was a child. .

Every time the procurement department has to purchase ink for her...

Not to mention their office, even in the entire business, she is the only one who uses a pen.

"Lin Qing, is it all a coincidence?" The editor-in-chief looked cold.

Lin Qing pursed her lips and drooped her eyes. No one was to blame for this, but she underestimated Sun Yuanyuan's method of criticism.

Seeing her silence, the editor-in-chief sighed: "Lin Qing, you have been working here for several years and have been the backbone, but you ruined your reputation for a little personal matter, do you think it's worth it?"

Lin Qing raised her head and said firmly, "I didn't!"

The editor-in-chief showed anger: "Then what's going on?"

Without evidence in hand, even if it was confirmed that Sun Yuanyuan did it, so what, Lin Qing pursed her lips, speechless.

Sun Yuanyuan suddenly changed her attitude, and said hypocritically: "Editor-in-Chief, I think my sister already knew she was wrong, so I will give her a chance and don't punish her. If she is punished, I will be very sad..."

The editor-in-chief nodded appreciatively, and asked Lin Qing coldly: "Lin Qing, do you really need to explain?"

Lin Qing remained silent.

Sun Yuanyuan: "Editor-in-Chief, don't ask any more questions. If someone finds out about such a thing, it will make anyone feel uncomfortable. Sister, don't you think so?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Qing's lips: "Sun Yuanyuan, I will remember your heart."

Frightened by being stared at, Sun Yuanyuan stiffened her neck: "Senior, there is no need to thank us. We will have a long life, and we will have to rely on senior to take care of us in the future."

The editor-in-chief, who smelled the smell of gunpowder, frowned and waved: "You all go back to work. I will discuss the specific punishment with the administrative department."

In the corridor, Sun Yuanyuan followed closely, with a friendly smile on her face, and whispered in a voice that no one else could hear: "Lin Qing, do you know why I still want to speak nicely for you?"

Lin Qing lowered his head and did not slow down.

"Sister, you must not be dismissed. If you are dismissed, how will we play in the future? I haven't played enough, hahahahahaha..."

Sun Yuanyuan laughed happily, and the flowers and branches trembled.

Lin Qing quickened her pace, entered the office, sat on the office chair, and thought about it.

His eyes fell on the mobile phone on the desk.

She has always put her mobile phone on this creative bear mobile phone holder, but that day, when she saw that the holder was empty, she thought it was in her bag, but she remembered that she left it in the office halfway, but when she returned to the office, she found it was on the holder.

If it is on the bracket when you are off work, it will be so conspicuous that it cannot be forgotten.

There is only one possibility... Someone hid the phone while she was not in the seat, and secretly put it back after she left... With a sinking heart, Lin Qing straightened up from the seat and looked at Sun Yuanyuan.

This person is leisurely playing with gadgets.

Lin Qing, who wanted to resign in a fit of anger, changed her mind now. If she just left, it would be too cheap for Sun Yuanyuan.

With a smile on her face, Lin Qing quietly walked behind Sun Yuanyuan, bent down: "Sun Yuanyuan..."

Sun Yuanyuan, who was fiddling with nail polish, was frightened and rolled her eyes: "What are you doing, you want to scare me to death?!"

Lin Qingqiao smiled sweetly: "The reason why you are so scared is because you have done something wrong...you don't get startled when you knock on the door in the middle of the night, have you heard?"

Sun Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes: "Who are you saying is guilty?"

Lin Qing lowered her voice: "I forgot to tell you, in fact, there is surveillance in our office, but it is very hidden..."

Sun Yuanyuan shook her body, then stroked her hair pretending to be calm: "So what... I didn't do anything!"

In fact, Lin Qing was just scaring her. There was really no monitoring in their office. Seeing her frightened like this, Lin Qing became more and more sure that she was responsible for this matter.

"It's nothing, you can do it for yourself..." Lin Qing patted her shoulder meaningfully: "I just want to tell you, of course I won't resign, I haven't played enough with you, how can I leave you alone."

She briskly turned back to her seat, and Sun Yuanyuan gritted her teeth secretly.

Just after returning to her seat, the phone rang, and it was Xu Wanran calling.

Lin Qing was flustered with boredom. Seeing that it was Xu Wanran's call, she relaxed a little, looked at Sun Yuanyuan's ups and downs, hung up the phone, and planned to find a secluded place before going back.

What kind of world is this, you have to avoid Sun Yuanyuan every time you answer the phone.

Lin Qing muttered in her heart, and walked towards the tea room with her mobile phone.

Before reaching the tea room, Xiao Ai came out with a smile on his coffee, and handed over a small box attentively: "Sister Lin, come make coffee, Nu, my relative just sent me the original flavor from abroad, It’s so pure, I’ll send you off…”

Facing her sudden enthusiasm, Lin Qing was stunned.

He helped Sun Yuanyuan accuse her just now, why did he suddenly change his attitude 360 ​​degrees?

Seeing her delay in moving, Xiao Ai insisted on stuffing that delicate little box into her arms, not only smiling, but also complaining: "Oh, I've been a colleague for several years, why are you so polite..."

Lin Qing pressed the coffee that fell from the sky in a hurry.

Several colleagues came out of the tea room. They were people who like to gossip. When they saw her, they all stopped and greeted her with smiles all over their faces: "Hey, Sister Lin, you are here. I will give up this place to you. You, feel free to call and make sure no one will disturb you."

Someone else winked meaningfully at him: "It's a good opportunity, you must seize it, we believe in you! Come on!"

What is this!Lin Qing entered the tea room hesitantly, stroked his arm, and felt the goose bumps on his hand.

Then she called Xu Wanran, and before she could speak, the girl began to question her like a cannonball.

"Miss, you are high-profile enough to show your love for the dignified president Mu Xishen in public?"

Lin Qing was confused and didn't realize it: "No... This weekend, I spent time shopping and cooking with my parents with him. We didn't go anywhere, and he still wears sunglasses..."

"Ah? The executive president of the dignified Hetian Group is actually accompanying you to do such trivial things, and even cook? I really envy my family... But then again, he slapped Sun Yuanyuan hard, it was really loud!"

Lin Qing's face tightened, and she asked anxiously, "How do you know?"

Xu Wanran said contemptuously: "You didn't tell me such a big thing, if it hadn't been uploaded on the Internet, I wouldn't even know about it. You are really ashamed of being called a girlfriend..."

Lin Qing suddenly understood the reason, but became agitated inexplicably: "Which website did you read it from, send me the link! Now Big trouble!"

Seeing that she was very impatient, Xu Wanran corrected her tone: "It should be a blogger who first posted it. Now, all major websites are spreading it. I will send you a link first. Don't worry."

Hanging up the phone in a hurry, trotting back to the seat, Lin Qing opened the link sent by Xu Wanran, looked at the pictures one by one, suddenly the blood surged up, and her eyes turned black.

Most of them are the scenes of Sun Yuanyuan being beaten, and there are almost no pictures before Mu Xishen appeared.

This shows that if it is not for the appearance of Mu Xishen, no one will pay attention to this matter.

Let’s look at the topic again: “The dignified president of Hetian Group protects his girlfriend domineeringly and slaps his ex-rival in love” “Musichen appeared in a small cafe just to protect his wife” “Sparrow climbed up Hetian Muxichen, the girls are envious Jealousy and hate"...

How bloody, how bloody.

Lin Qing held the head that was about to explode, and buried it between her arms like an ostrich. The thing she was most worried about happened, what should she do now?
There was a phone call—Lin Qing looked up, it was the landline on Sun Yuanyuan's desk.

Sun Yuanyuan walked over with her head held high like a peacock, and mysteriously bent her head and whispered to her: "Sister Lin, I went to the editor-in-chief, and he said that the results of the processing have come out, you have to be mentally prepared..."

Afterwards, admiring Lin Qing's disheveled face, she turned her waist and walked away, very charming and charming.

Sure enough, not long after, her internal landline also rang.

Picking it up weakly, Lin Qing squeezed out a voice from his dry throat: "Hello?"

"Lin Qing, come here." The editor-in-chief's tone was calm, but Lin Qing could hear the amiable look, and frowned after hanging up the phone, strangely, he seemed to be smiling, could it be an illusion?
Walking into the editor-in-chief's office with a complicated mood, I saw Sun Yuanyuan with her head down and her hands crossed in front of her belly. She only saw a profile, but no expression.

The editor-in-chief took the initiative to stand up and spread his hands: "Lin Qing, sit down!"

Since entering the business, the editor-in-chief never stood up to greet her. Lin Qing sat down flattered, and only dared to sit halfway on her back, with a look of sincerity and fear on her face: "Editor-in-chief, what do you want me to do?"

The editor-in-chief's face darkened, and he slapped the table: "Sun Yuanyuan, apologize to Lin Qing!"

With a snap, Sun Yuanyuan trembled in shock.

(End of this chapter)