Shang Yinran had to smile apologetically at Bai Huanzhen, and walked quickly to Bentley Shangmu.
Severe Han looked at Bai Huazhen, nodded as if to say hello, and then drove Shang Yinran away.
Concentrating on the disappearing car, Bai Weizhen squeezed the steering wheel, and the blue veins burst out on the back of his hand.
That night, Shang Yinran threw the papers on the table in the room and threw himself on the tatami.
She took the pillow and hugged it, and she beat the heart of the pillow twice irritably.
French, she totally... can't understand it!
At this time the door of the room opened and Severe Cold walked in.
As soon as he entered, he saw Shang Yinran hitting the pillow. He frowned and glanced at her, "What are you doing?"
Shang Yin was surprised, and quickly lowered his head to take the file, "No, I'm going to the study."
Just a few steps, a severe cold voice sounded from behind.
"Zizhou is in the study. He has a few manuscripts to proofread."
Yan Zizhou is in the study!
Shang Yinran's eyes widened in surprise.
She just can ask Yan Zizhou the French on the document!
"Let's watch the president go to sleep here, let me go to the study." She finished her words and ran to the door quickly.
Severe Han twisted her eyebrows and called her: "Stop!"
Severely cold sneer: "The study is just a table and a chair. I have already said that Zizhou is there. Where do you want to sit when you go?"
"Isn't there a sofa?" She lowered her head and muttered quietly.
"In the big evening, if you are alone in the same room, you are not afraid of people gossiping!"
"Uh… "
With a sigh, Shang Yinran walked back to the tatami and sat down.
In the night, Severe Cold rolled over and woke up dazedly.
Squinting at the bathroom, the light turned on.
Standing at the door of the bathroom, he opened the door coldly.
Seeing the scene inside, the corners of his mouth were stained with a smile.
The person reading the documents in the bathroom is sleeping soundly while holding the toilet lid.
The long hair fell to cover half of her face, revealing only crimson diamond-shaped cherry lips.
The severe cold stepped forward.
Stooping, he picked her up and walked towards the tatami.
Put the person on it and cover her with a quilt.
Standing on the edge of the tatami and looking at her for a while, he turned to go to the bathroom and took the papers back.
Early the next morning, Shang Yinran arched into the quilt and slowly opened his eyes.
Huh
Why is she in the bed
She remembers that she has been reading documents in the bathroom? !
Because she didn't bring a dictionary, she had to use her mobile phone to check it, and then she was too sleepy when she checked it. After thinking about it for a while, she lost the impression.
Thinking about the mess, Shang Yinran sat up and looked towards the big bed.
Severe cold hasn't woken up yet.
I took the phone and glanced at it. It was already 7:30!
Usually at this time, the severe cold should have risen.
Posing his lips, Shang Yinran opened the quilt and went to the ground, again in a daze.
Her papers are on the table.
No matter how stupid she was, she could understand something.
Can't help laughing, biting her lip, she walked over and opened the file.
The majestic font is quite inconsistent with the master's feminine appearance.
The concise and concise translation makes it clear at a glance.
Holding the document in his arms, a corner of Shang Yinran's heart suddenly moved.
When eating breakfast, Shang Yinran took a peek at the severe cold for a while.
Severe Han constricted his eyes, suddenly turned his head and glared at Shang Yinran.
That glance happened to collide with Shang Yinran's sight again.
Shang Yin was in a cold war and never dared to look at him again.
"The young couple have a very good relationship." Old Lady Yan put down her chopsticks and said lovingly, "That's how it should be."
After dinner, we will go to the company together.
After getting in the car, she rubbed her palms, "President, did you translate the documents from yesterday, those in French, for me?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across handsome face, and the tips of her ears were suspiciously red.
He was silent, looking forward in silence, his fingers clasping the steering wheel.
If you don't speak, is that the default
With a flattering smile, Shang Yinran leaned over, "The president, can you please translate the remaining page for me? You have translated all three pages. If I look for someone else, I’m afraid the preface will not match. Afterword."
With a sneer, Severe Han looked at her sideways, "I did it too much?"
"Hey? President, I didn't mean that, I..." Shang Yinran gritted his teeth while scratching his hair!
"President, please, okay?"
Severe Han's face changed drastically, and he slapped her face, "Go away!"
Shang Yinran sat down aggrieved, gritted his teeth.
Looking at her angrily, Severe Cold's mood became very good again.
Starting the car, with his fingers curled slightly, he banged the steering wheel leisurely.
In the end, Yan Lihan promised to help translate the materials at night, and Shang Yinran remembered it from time to time and wanted to laugh.
Back to Yan's house in the evening, serving tea and handing water, after busying.
Shang Yinran finally got the last page of translation.
She rushed into the study with the file, and she was busy until 9 o'clock before stopping.
Part of the work is over, and then it will be much easier.
Taking out the laptop, she finished the content that should be saved, and started to scan the webpage, and logged in to the mailbox by the way.
As soon as I log in, an email pops up.
After I clicked it, I discovered that it was an invitation to a classmate gathering.