The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

Even the directors of several departments, including Minister Yuan, were there.

She looked down at the plastic bag in her hand, and walked towards Ge Zijie's office. She hesitated at the door, and finally knocked on it.

There was a crisp sound when fingers touched the glass door, and her voice came quickly, "Come in."

He seemed a little tired from hearing the voice, as if he still didn't know who was at the door.

Holding the door handle and pushing it open, An Jing held the doorknob and pushed it open. There was also a stack of magazines on Ge Zijie's desk, just like the people in the big meeting room just now, pasting things on it.

She didn't look up, her expression was focused.

An Jing didn't make a sound, she just stood there and looked at her.

He didn't hear anyone who came in speak, Ge Zijie raised his head in doubt, but was stunned, "An Jing?"

This was the first time Ge Zijie spoke to An Jing in so many days.

It was obviously just a name that had been called by countless people, but suddenly an inexplicable emotion welled up in An Jing's heart, making her nose sore.

The author has something to say: Nai Jing opens up, Lao Ge enjoys happiness

The next chapter may be a little bit... I have tried my best to clear the water, but I am afraid!The shadow of Suowen was still there last time (it happened to be Thursday), so Chapter 51 was changed to 14:30 in the afternoon.At that time, send a small red envelope to make amends (by ten o'clock in the evening, send as many comments as there are.)

Chapter 51

Before this, she didn't know that she wanted to meet Ge Zijie so much, wanted to hear her voice, and wanted her eyes to fall steadily on her.

The gaze that used to make her feel busy with bedding needles is now as eager as a thirsty person who has found the source of water he hopes for.

Ge Zijie sensitively sensed that An Jing's expression was not right, put down the things in his hands and stood up, "What's the matter, what do you need from me?"

She spoke faster than usual, but her tone was very gentle, as if the previous unpleasantness never happened.

An Jing stepped forward and put the plastic bag in her hand on Ge Zijie's desk, "Secretary Tang said you didn't have dinner, so this is for you."

"Thank you." Ge Zijie took it and opened the bag. Inside was the soup that An Jing packed back from the restaurant she often ate at.

Picking up the soup spoon and taking a quick sip, it was still hot, and the original umami taste of the soup was not lost at all. The shop is not close to the company, so it is estimated that An Jing came running here.

Having not communicated with Ge Zijie for a long time, An Jing didn't know what to say for a while, while Ge Zijie picked up the spoon to drink the soup, she looked down and saw the sticker Ge Zijie was pasting just now.

'jing'

There is only this word on the sticker, and on the cover of the magazine that has not been pasted yet is a group photo of the four of AXSY, and the introduction below arranges the names of several people according to their initials. An Jing is the first, but hers The word "Jing" is missing a radical.

"Everyone in the conference room, are you posting this?" An Jing picked up the magazine, and touched her name that was missing a radical.

"This matter is the company's mistake. I didn't notify the parties first because I was worried that it would affect your song playing. After I deal with it, I will ask the relevant person in charge to take responsibility."

An Jing was not interested in this matter, she didn't care if her name was misprinted, so she didn't answer the question, she just asked: "That's why you stay here and work overtime?"

She lowered her eyes and looked at Ge Zijie's hand. The fingernail of her right thumb turned up because she kept repeating the same movements.

Ge Zijie noticed her gaze and switched to holding the spoon in his left hand. "Tomorrow is the day when the magazine will be released. We can only minimize the loss. I'll just stay and help."

An Jing shook her lips and asked again, "Why don't you join them in the meeting room."

Ge Zijie paused as he drank the soup, "I will only make everyone feel inconvenient when I am there."

Ge Zijie knew the nicknames given to her by the employees in the company behind her back, and she also knew that it would be difficult for her to impress others with a straight face all day long.

An Jing's throat seemed to be blocked by something hard, and she couldn't breathe up or down.

"Then you are avoiding me these days because you are afraid that I will feel inconvenient."

This tone sounded like an abandoned little daughter-in-law, Ge Zijie raised his eyes to An Jing, and the other side's narrow expression was completely imprinted in his eyes, a little surprised.

"I thought I offended you." If An Jing hadn't said that that day, Ge Zijie would not have known that the surrounding words had caused her so much harm.How much trouble her own wishful approach caused to her.

"No!" Anjing's speech speed rose to a higher level in an instant, and she looked at Ge Zijie eagerly. She had a lot of drafts in her heart, but she just couldn't organize them with words at this moment.

"I didn't hate it, and I didn't find it offensive."

She just didn't want Ge Zijie to misunderstand that her private contact with Mo Xian was for that purpose.

"I'm not in contact with Mr. Mo to change jobs."

"I know." Ge Zijie nodded and looked at her steadfastly, as if waiting for her to finish her sentence.

"I..." An Jing clenched a fist with her hand hanging by her side, her eyes fixed on Ge Zijie's pretty lips.

Why am I the only one messed up.

She ignored it, supported Ge Zijie's chair back, and bumped herself into it. It took her too much courage, her eyes were closed tightly, her eyelashes trembled unreasonably, and the drumbeat in her pulse was beating fiercely.