Contract Bride, the power game of misplaced love

Li Zhijian was stunned for a moment, then said expressionlessly: "If I hadn't seen you, your salary would have been deducted."

"What? What's going on?"

Li Zhijian sighed and shrugged: "How would I know? Let's go back first."

When he arrived at the office, Zhou Qinghe noticed that Li Zhijian didn't look well. He reached out and touched her, and found that her face was a little pale. "Did you catch a cold?"

Li Zhijian shook her head. She did feel unwell, but it was different from a common cold. She felt an itchy sensation on her face.

She had tried very hard to control her emotions, but when Zhou Qinghe said this, her face had already turned the color of liver.

"Miss Qinghe, you see my face looks ugly."

"Could it be caused by the drugs?"

Li Zhijian recalled that the skin care products she usually used were very ordinary, just some basic skin care products, which should not cause allergies.

Zhou Qinghe whispered, "Maybe it's because you are so ugly that even God envies you, so he left some flaws on your face."

"Let's go, it's time to work."

"Zhijian, you must remember to take good care of me." Zhou Qinghe's words made Li Zhijian very helpless.

How could she care about what was happening when she was being bullied all the way? She forced a smile and said, "I will try my best not to involve you, Qinghe, thank you very much."

Zhou Qinghe showed a harmless smile and asked awkwardly: "Why do you want to thank me?"

"Everyone dislikes me, but you treat me as a friend. I will be very grateful to you."

"Zhijian, can you teach me how to write? Or write my name on the manuscript? I am just a little vain."

Li Zhijian thought that she already had quite a few jokes, so giving her one or two was no big deal, so she was quite touched.

Thinking of this, she immediately nodded, "No problem."

“You are so kind.”

"No, I just did you a small favor. If you're going to be on the news, I'll put your name on it."

When the two walked to the office, they ran into Ye Han who was leaning against the car door smoking.

Li Zhijian wanted to drag Zhou Qinghe out, but was stopped by Ye Han. He smiled and said, "Girl, don't be angry. You are a great talent in our newspaper. As long as you work hard, we won't punish you."

Li Zhijian was a little skeptical. She looked up and said, "Really?"

"Of course. I admire your friendship with President Xiao. Although I am just an editor, your status far exceeds mine. We must work hard and live up to President Xiao's expectations."

Li Zhijian was originally quite calm, but when he heard Xiao Yuheng's name, he could no longer control his emotions: "Don't mention him in front of me, I have nothing to do with him."

"Tsk, except for this breath, everything about you is good." Ye Han put out the cigarette in his hand and said with some dissatisfaction.

Li Zhijian pulled it out of Zhou Qinghe's hand and said sternly, "Ye Han, don't mention him in front of me anymore."

After saying that, he walked towards his company, leaving Zhou Qinghe stunned.

Ye Han looked at her figure and muttered.

Seeing that Zhou Qinghe was reluctant to leave, Ye Han cleared his throat and said, "Cooperate well with Li Zhijian. If you find anything, notify me immediately."

Zhou Qinghe looked at him innocently: "Are you supporting her or suppressing her?"

Ye Han rolled his eyes at her and said unhappily, "Mind your own business."

Li Zhijian's mind was racing in her office. The more she thought, the rage she felt. That bastard Xiao Yuheng not only took advantage of someone's misfortune, but also tried his tricks. Most importantly, he made her lose face.

She cursed this man fiercely in her heart, intending to make a fuss about him, turning him into a down-and-out loser and making his life a living hell.

Since she wanted to write it, she might as well write it. She had already made up her mind to let him be the protagonist and have bad luck again and again.

The winter sun, although warm on the outside, is still very cold.

Maybe the weather was too cold, or maybe her heart was too cold, so she blew the air-conditioning in the car out.

Perhaps because she was so absorbed in her work, she didn't even notice that Zhou Qinghe poured her a cup of coffee.

Zhou Qinghe was right behind her, staring at her as she wrote, laughing, scolding, and then laughing again.

However, when she turned around, she was startled by Zhou Qinghe: "What are you doing in broad daylight? You scared me to death."

Zhou Qinghe smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up, "What a funny plot, I bet it will be a hit."

Li Zhijian held a cup of coffee and said in a cold tone: "Our work is still not done."

"Wait a minute, is that man named Nian Sanpi Mr. Xiao?" Zhou Qinghe asked seriously. He felt that his protagonist was too pitiful.

Li Zhijian picked up a cup of coffee and took a sip, then said dissatisfiedly, "It's none of his business."

"Haha, Zhijian, don't fool me. I won't be fooled. That guy named Sanpi should be Mr. Xiao."

Li Zhijian was unwilling to admit it and insisted: "I said I have nothing to do with him, so it has nothing to do with him."

"Okay, then don't hide it anymore. I treat you as a friend." After Zhou Qinghe said this, he took out a bunch of blueberry cookies from his pocket and stuffed them into her hands.

Zhou Qinghe picked up a piece of meat and asked, "I wonder if you're thirsty?"

Li Zhijian ate a small piece and it was indeed delicious. He nodded quickly, "It's delicious. I am attracted to you."

"This is a cookie I made myself. Everyone who has tasted it says it tastes good."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe finished speaking, Li Zhijian's phone kept ringing.

She took out her cell phone and saw that the caller ID was Jiang Zhiyan.

Zhou Qinghe sat down next to her. Li Zhijian was a little hesitant, but seeing Zhou Qinghe's focused look, she went to the window and picked up the phone.

"Li Zhijian, why, you're not going?"

Li Zhijian then remembered that he seemed to be in Yunlin Villa.

"You should stay at the newspaper office."

"It would be great if you could convince Mr. Xiao. I will definitely not go to Yunlin Villa."

"You stinky bitch, do you think I'm precious? The newspaper is still owned by Yu Heng. If you have the guts, get out of this city."

"It's not your turn to dictate my affairs."

"Li Zhijian, being a maid is what you should do. Don't forget it."

Li Zhijian's eyes fell on Zhou Qinghe. Because they were in her office, she resisted the urge to call him. "If you have anything to say, don't call me."