Dear Mr. Shi

For several days, when Shi Yuhan and Song Qinghuan met, they didn't say a word, completely treating her as air.

Occasionally, the eyes are cold and cold, making people feel cold.

Song Qinghuan was depressed, plus extremely depressed.

She didn't understand. Didn't she just ask for a leave? Did he use it like this? What a petty man.

The more and more angry Song Qinghuan thinks about it, she has been chanting a few words about Shi Yuhan from time to time for several days, but all she scolds is Shi Mu's name.

Poor Shimu was really shot while lying down.

Song Qinghuan, who was walking in the company’s aisle that day, holding documents, thinking about being treated as air again in the morning, couldn’t help but babbled again: "Smelly Shimu, Bad Shimu... What's so great? I like to pretend to be cool, and be careful when you become ice sticks... Shimu, you are simply sick, have you not taken medicine these days, Shimu, you can't stop the medicine..."

She kept cursing cursively, without a word, and she didn't stop when she stood at the elevator entrance and waited for the elevator. She lowered her head, so she didn't notice that the man standing beside her looked surprised at this moment.

The man looked at her incredulously, with a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at Song Qinghuan, about twenty years old, not very beautiful, not a stunning type, but it should be very good-looking, with a slapped face. , With delicate eyebrows, and a somewhat curved upper eyelid, it seems to be a particularly easy-going person, but why do you keep babbling?

And it was him who scolded!

If he remembers correctly, he probably didn't know this girl. It can be said that he has never communicated or contacted, but why does she keep scolding him?

That's right, this man is Shi Mu in Song Qinghuan's mouth. He decided to ask clearly, so he took the initiative to say hello to Song Qinghuan: "Hello!"

Song Qinghuan raised his eyes to look at him, a little surprised when someone was standing next to him. Nothing was revealed on the surface, just a smile: "Hello, may I ask what's the matter?"

This man is slender, elegant and gentle, with a faint smile, looking at a special gentleman, he is also handsome, especially his skin is really good, white and almost transparent, as if it can be broken by a bomb, but it is not a woman's. That kind of tenderness.

I am so envious, jealous, and hate, when her skin can be so good, that's fine.

Sure enough, Times Group is a land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and there is such a beautiful handsome guy, but why didn't Yu Yang, that rotten girl, tell her about the existence of this handsome guy?

Sure enough, besides looking at the face, this world is also looking at value!

Shi Mu constricted his expression, smiled and asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

Song Qinghuan nodded: "Of course it can."