Everyone watched the gossip cautiously, and after a while, the PR manager who had gone out to buy clothes came back.
She was holding a shopping bag of the first-line luxury brand CL, and the female executive handed it to Qiao Muer: "Secretary Qiao, the clothes are all in there, go to the bathroom and change."
The green asparagus cream soup stained on her clothes was too eye-catching, and Qiao Muer couldn't stand it.
She stood up, took the shopping bag, said thank you to the female executive and Yue Zheng, and went to the bathroom.
I took it and waited for a long time, but Qiao Muer didn't come out of the bathroom.
Yue Zheng's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, adding a bit of fierceness.
This time, it wasn’t just the PR manager who was coughing.
Two female colleagues who were usually on good terms with Qiao Muer stood up and offered to help check the restroom.
After taking it, the two female colleagues went in and did not come back for a long time.
Just when Yue Zheng's patience was about to run out, the two female colleagues finally carried Qiao Muer out with great difficulty.
The reason why I say "held" is because if the two men hadn't held Qiao Muer's arms on both sides and dragged her out by both soft and hard methods, Qiao Muer would rather hide in the bathroom for the rest of her life than come out to see people.
Qiao Muer was annoyed. For the first time, she acted like a young girl in front of her colleagues, blushing and lowering her head.
There was absolutely no trace of his usual competence and shrewdness.
At this moment, she was wearing CL's most classic light pink suit.
The light and pastel colors softened her usual cool and professional demeanor, giving her a sweetness that was only typical of a girl her age.
Under the light pink suit, Qiao Muer wore the pearl white sweater that the public relations manager had just bought.
The round-neck sweater she put on just revealed her beautiful collarbone and slender neck.
The public relations manager has a good aesthetic sense. This outfit makes her look young and beautiful, and there is absolutely no problem with it.
But the strange thing was that Qiao Muer had just hurriedly changed her dirty clothes in the bathroom and had completely forgotten about the good things Yue Zheng had done to her these days.
It was not until she changed into new clothes that she was afraid that the old clothes that were stained with green soup would not be clean when she returned home, so she wetted them and rubbed them a few times in the sink.
When I raised my head and looked at the mirror in front of the sink, I saw my own white neck covered with kiss marks in the mirror, and suddenly I realized the seriousness of the situation!
Unfortunately, by then, her old clothes had already been soaked, and it was too late to put them back on even if she wanted to.
"See... Secretary Qiao's neck..."
"This... This is what President Yue left behind... It's really intense..."
"They are so in love. It looks like we will have to call Secretary Qiao the boss lady soon."
Qiao Muer walked back to her original position slowly, shyly and with a blushing face.
There were mottled kiss marks on her fair skin. One of them was the brightest red, which was left by Yue Zheng after she put on her clothes this morning.
Qiao Muer sat down and coughed lightly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time..."
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, Qiao Muer added awkwardly: "That... this... yes, it was a mosquito bite."
There is a strong feeling of trying to cover up one's own guilt.
"Oh, it was a mosquito bite..."
"Understood..."
In December, there are still mosquitoes, and they can still bite such a big 'bump'.
This is really a mosquito that is tenacious and not afraid of the cold. (To be continued)