Your Love,My Poison

Tang Jihong obviously didn't expect that I would refute him, and he still refuted in such a strong tone.

He was stunned for a long time before he regained his mind. He looked at me seriously for several seconds before he said with a sneer: "you are such a waste, do you want revenge? I don't think you can fight Tang Yuchen in your next life! "

My body trembled, and the hatred in my heart came to me uncontrollably. Did Tang Jihong forget? He himself is one of my revenge targets.

"I have a plan here. As long as you cooperate with me, you can absolutely bring down Tang Yuchen."

Tang Jihong lowered his voice and whispered in my ear. Every word he said seemed to tempt me to revenge.

I want to take revenge, but now is not a good time, the other side obviously has no flaws, at this time, with now I this useless person, take the initiative to find Tang Yuchen revenge, it's no different from beating a stone with an egg.

However, Tang Jihong is an insidious and cunning old fox. He is not absolutely sure. He will never say that.

I looked up at him and asked in a deep voice, "how do you want me to cooperate with you? What's your plan? "

After Tang Jihong aroused my interest, the gloom on his face gradually disappeared, and his trademark fake smile hung on his face.

"After work, you come to my house and I'll tell you in detail."

I dropped my eyes and looked at the cup of coffee in front of me. The coffee was no longer steaming. The delicate desserts beside me could not catch my appetite.

I don't want to go to Tang Jihong's house.

This man is lustful. God knows what will happen if I go to his house alone?

"If there's anything you can say here, if it's not convenient, you can send a message to tell me that I won't go to your house, and I don't want to go to your house."

I refused too much, he was obviously not happy, with a fake smile on his face showing a bit of gloom, he stared at me coldly, like a poisonous snake, his eyes were so cold that his heart was cold.

"At least you're my ex-wife. Don't you want to go to my ex-husband's house?"

That's the last shame I want to mention. I stood up, clenched my fist and said, "I don't want to go to your house. I don't want to hear a word about those things before."

I walked out of the coffee shop, I didn't look back at his face, but I could see that his sight on me was more and more gloomy and cold.

When I got back to the company, I just got back to the office and didn't sit down. Su Weiwei sent the latest design draft to everyone's desk. When it came to my desk, she reminded me with a smile: "Anxin, you were ten minutes late when you came back just now! According to the company's regulations, your full attendance this month will be gone... "

I raised my head and frowned at her. I just clocked late for more than ten minutes. Generally speaking, as long as I'm not often late, I don't have to be late once or twice.

Su Weiwei said that her face was relaxed, fair and just. But in fact, it's just trying to embarrass me.

"Vivi, are you going too far? Anxin didn't mean to be late, and she hasn't been late several times before. If you detain her in this way, there are few people in the whole company, and she can still get full attendance. "

Xia Bing was the first to oppose.

Su Weiwei is in charge of investigation. Usually, she turns a blind eye to this kind of situation. If she doesn't offend others, she won't offend others.

All of a sudden, I can think with my toes and know why.

Is not envy me and Tang Yuchen walk near?

Sometimes women's jealousy is more terrible than anything else.

"Since Xia Bing, you said so, this time it's over."

Su Weiwei face smile unchanged, eyes fell on me, said to me: "Anxin, then you must remember, this month must not be late again, late again, you will not be full-time this month."

Su Weiwei pretends to be a good person with me on purpose. If she didn't know her true face, I might have been cheated by her false kindness.

In this case, I have to accept her.

I said: "don't worry, I won't be late next time."

After the design draft is revised, I will send it to the president according to the Convention.

I came to the president's office with the design draft. As soon as I was about to knock on the door, I heard Jiang Mengjie's coquetry voice.

The door of the office is half open and half closed. From the crack of the door, I can even see Jiang Mengjie sitting on Tang Yuchen, with a pair of white arms, vaguely embracing Tang Yuchen's neck.

"The company is saying that you invited the Michelin chef to be the head of the company's canteen for the sake of Anxin..."

I wanted to turn around and leave, but I overheard Jiang Mengjie's words.

I was shocked, and my feet stopped involuntarily, all my attention on my ears, trying to hear what they were talking about.

"I know you are not for Anxin, you are for me..."

Jiang Mengjie's words made my whole heart sink into the ice cellar in an instant. What's not for me? Is there any other secret about this?"So are you! Last time, I just complained casually that the food in the canteen was terrible. Why did you change the canteen master directly? "

Tang Yuchen chuckled and said to Jiang Mengjie, "since you feel bad? Isn't it just right to change the canteen master? "

I listen to very uncomfortable, gritting teeth to mobilize the whole body strength to step forward, step by step left here.

Back in front of the office, when I saw Xia Bing, I got up and stopped her: "Xia Bing, could you please send these design drafts to the president's office for me? I'm not feeling well. I need to take some medicine first. "

Xia Bing looked at me suspiciously and saw that my face was really not very good. Then she reluctantly nodded and agreed to help.

I went back to my position and heard the sarcasm of a colleague next to me: "what are you going to do! I dare to ask my colleagues to help me before I enter the room! "

I pretended not to hear his sarcasm.

In this office, most people reject me very much. Even if a few people don't confront me, they look at me with colored glasses.

I can't change what they think of me, so I can only quietly reduce my sense of existence.

After half an hour, Xia Bing came back. When she got back to the office, she said to me directly, "the president said you should go to his office."

I subconsciously want to refuse: "but I'm not comfortable..."

Xia Bing frowned, a little impatient, a wave of hand posture to pull me: "you look much better now, the president to find you, you go, don't procrastinate."

But I had to go to the president's office.