Meng Qingqing was stunned, then quietly clenched her fists and looked back at Meng Yao.
It was the same again. She regarded Meng Yao as a strong competitor, but the other party didn't even look at her, as if she was just garbage piled in the corner and trampled on by everyone.
"Meng Yao..." she murmured, her eyes burning with flames.
Qiao Yuan and his assistant stepped out of the elevator. They had an important matter to deal with.
Qiao Yuan was wearing a dark red suit, a color that was not too low-key, but it didn't look out of place on him. His sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing the white shirt underneath.
He paused, his eyes shifted to the passing figure, his fox eyes narrowed: "Just now, was it Meng Yao?"
The assistant shook his head. When they came over, they only had time to see the waterfall-like thick black hair and the slender waist and figure.
Qiao Yuan suddenly smiled: "It should be her. It's a pity that I didn't meet her, otherwise I really want to see how dark her face is after staying in the rainforest for so many days. I wonder if it's as yellow as a potato..."
As if she had thought of an interesting adjective, she smiled softly, "When she was little, she loved to laugh at me and bully me. Unfortunately, now she has no chance to avenge herself. It's a pity to think about it..."
Qiao Yuan walked in front and his assistant followed behind.
The assistant's briefcase fell to the ground without him noticing. The assistant patted Hun Dun's head and was about to bend down to pick it up, but he saw a white hand had picked it up before him.
Meng Qingqing picked up the briefcase and gently patted the non-existent dust on it, but instead of handing it to the assistant who extended his hand, she raised her arm and handed it to Qiao Yuan.
Meng Qingqing had a faint smile on her face, and said gently: "This is what you dropped, right? Here."
Qiao Yuan didn't answer, but looked at her with a smile: "Do I look like an assistant who carries bags?"
There was no sound of annoyance in his voice, but Meng Qingqing's expression froze.
His handsome attire certainly didn't make him look like an assistant, otherwise she wouldn't have rushed to pick up the bag.
Qiao Yuan's assistant came over and took the briefcase from Meng Qingqing: "Thank you."
Seeing Meng Qingqing's helpless look, Qiao Yuan suddenly lost interest. Besides, he had important things to do now, and he couldn't waste time here.
She was just a decent-looking woman, and there were many like her.
Qiao Yuan strode away, with his assistant following closely behind him.
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Meng Yao and Guan Liang had just stepped out of the door when they saw Xia Yansen coming over.
Xia Yansen was wearing a white shirt and casual pants, no longer dressed like an elite as before, but it surprisingly set off his baby face.
"Meng Yao?"
Xia Yansen looked at her for a few times. He originally thought that Meng Yao would definitely have some changes after being exposed to the sun, such as skin color, but who would have thought that she didn't change at all.
As soon as she went out, Xia Yansen, who was leaning against the car, saw her.
Meng Yao glanced at him calmly, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Why are you here? What's going on at the company?"
Xia Yansen frowned: "What am I doing here? I'm here to pick you up. Let's go quickly. Brother Rong has been waiting for you for a long time!"
"My husband asked you to pick me up?"
Xia Yansen nodded perfunctorily: "How come you are so talkative after such a short walk? Let's go!"
Guan Liang looked at Xia Yansen for a few times, and the more he looked, the more familiar he felt. Guan Liang said to Meng Yao, "Xiaoyao, since someone is here to pick you up, go back. Be careful on the road, and pay more attention to the company's news during this period."
Meng Yao nodded, then walked towards the car with Xia Yansen.
Before Meng Yao touched the handle, she saw Xia Yansen had already opened the car door for her. The expression on his face became friendly and good-tempered, and he was just about to bow like a gentleman.
When Meng Yao saw him like this, she sneered, wondering what was wrong with him.
Until she saw the man sitting in the back of the car.
Rong Yan looked at her quietly for a moment, not very happy that she was standing there in a daze: "Come up."
He changed into casual clothes, a brown striped shirt and beige trousers. Without the dull and depressing suit, his handsome features were revealed more and more without any cover.
Meng Yao had long discovered that, except for necessary negotiation work, Rong Ying preferred to wear light-colored clothes. He preferred elegant and stylish clothing rather than dull and old-fashioned suits.
Meng Yao has felt more than once that Rong Ying is more suitable to be a fashion model than to do business. Of course, this is only based on appearance.
Meng Yao quickly put her expression back in place. She pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh my God! Hubby, you actually came to pick me up in person! I'm so touched!!"
As Meng Yao said this, she rushed into the car and gave Rong Yin a bear hug, not forgetting to rub Rong Yin's broad shoulders.
In fact, she didn't really like having physical contact with others. Maybe it was because she had stayed in the harsh environment for too long, but when she was in Rong Wei's arms, she didn't feel any obvious discomfort, and even felt quite warm.
Thinking of this, she hugged Rong Wei and rubbed him twice.
Rong Yan's arms were stiff and he dared not move. He lowered his head and saw Meng Yao's jet-black hair and slightly curly long hair that fell to her waist.
He could smell a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, but he couldn't figure out what it was. His brain was unusually confused for a moment.
He finally put his hand on her hair and felt the touch was wonderful, as if he was touching a dry and soft cloud.
As soon as Xia Yansen slammed the car door, he was greeted by dog food. He curled his lips and coughed twice: "My dear, hurry up and sit down and fasten your seat belts. We are leaving for home."
After he finished speaking, Xia Yansen regretted it, not because he felt he had said something wrong, but because Rong Wei's gaze swept over him, cold and sharp, as if he wanted to poke a hole in him.
Xia Yansen could only turn around and dared not speak anymore.
But he didn't think he had said anything wrong. He would let them hug him when he got home. Now he had to fasten his seat belt. Most importantly, was it really okay for them to treat a single person like this? !
Meng Yao raised her head from the calm chest and said, "I was wondering why your attitude changed so much just now. It turns out there is this, Xia Yansen."
Xia Yansen felt guilty, but he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.
His arms suddenly felt empty. Rong Wei tried his best to ignore the discomfort and asked, "What? Did he bully you?"
Xia Yansen shrank his neck. Rong Wei was asking Meng Yao, but he always felt that the coldness in his tone was directed at him.
"Not really." Meng Yao rubbed her slightly sleepy eyes.
"Honey, I want to sleep~"
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