"..."
The chill in Yu Yuehan's eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye because of her words.
His black eyes stared at her for a moment.
As if to see through her body, into her heart...
Seeing him standing still, Nian Xiaomu pouted, grabbed his hand, and checked his wound.
"It's a good thing the cut wasn't deep..." She murmured in a low voice, lowered her head and let out a few breaths for him, and then gently wiped off the blood on it with a paper towel.
She moved cautiously, as if she was holding a fragile baby in her hands.
The eyes are focused, and every movement is gentle.
Inexplicably, the suffocation accumulated in Yu Yuehan's chest just now disappeared.
But what she just said to Lombardi...
"Okay, the bleeding has stopped, but don't touch the wound with water, you have to disinfect it when you go back..." Before Nian Xiaomu finished speaking, he had already closed his eyes, lifted her away indifferently, and got into the car.
Tell the assistant to drive.
"Yu Yuehan, you..." Nian Xiaomu wanted to say something more, but the car had already driven away from her.
She was so angry that she jumped on her feet.
"A man with uncertain weather, the wound hurts and you forget it!"
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Yu Group.
The design exhibition was very successful. At the last event, Lombardi attended together with his team members, which instantly heated up the news.
Almost all media are reporting on this project.
In the public relations department, there was a happy atmosphere.
Holding a dress, the secretary walked straight to the manager's office, passing through colleagues who were discussing how much this year's year-end bonus would be.
"Mr. Year, this is the dress I ordered before. It has just been delivered. Would you like to try it on to see if it fits?"
"Gown?"
Nian Xiaomu was reading the copy, when she heard the secretary's words, she looked at her suspiciously.
She never ordered a dress.
The secretary remembered that she had not been in Yu's Group for too long, and quickly explained, "It's like this, at the end of every year, City H will hold a grand business reception, and the people who will accompany Young Master Han to attend are all the managers of the public relations department."
"..."
In other words, the people who accompanied Yu Yuehan before were all Wen Yadai
The dress looked, and it wasn't her size either.
The secretary saw her doubts and quickly added, "The dresses are all made in advance, because Manager Wen was still there when the dress was ordered, so the size of the dress is hers. If Manager Year tries it on and it doesn't fit, I will send it to you right away." Go back and modify."
Hearing that Wen Yadai was the one who accompanied Yu Yuehan to the reception in previous years, Nian Xiaomu suddenly felt sour.
After hearing that this dress was ordered for Wen Yadai, she didn't even want to try it.
Maybe there used to be a rule that the manager of the PR department would accompany him to the reception, because the manager of the PR department was Wen Yadai.
After having dinner with Lombardi that day, Yu Yuehan never spoke to her again.
How could he want her to accompany him to the reception.
When he remembered that she was the manager of the public relations department, he would probably ask for a replacement right away.
What dresses did she try on...
Nian Xiaomu was wondering whether she should ask the secretary to take the dress away first, when she saw an extra person outside her office.
"Assistant Yang, why are you here?"
As soon as the assistant heard her voice, he walked in with a smile.
"I heard that the public relations department went to pick up the custom-made dress for this year's reception. I came here to let you know that this dress is no longer needed. The president's office has already ordered two other dresses, and they will be delivered directly at that time."