Chapter 1950 Hello, My Mr. Lan Yan (53)

It was late at night when she got home. Fang He accompanied her to ask the waiter which distinguished guest ordered the same red wine as table 36, but because of the privacy of the guest, she did not get an answer.

She took a shower and was not sleepy at all. Too many things happened recently, and she could not calm down and think.

There was only one question in her mind, since He Jinnian was back, why didn't he come to her?

Chen Nian Fu Shi, there was only one answer that she thought was most likely, but she was the most unwilling to admit.

He had someone he liked, and even he had his own family.

But... the favorability obviously did not decrease...

[When the host has completed any situation, the favorability has a certain possibility that it will not change. ]

? !

What does it mean?

What does it mean?

What does it mean?

Luo Qingchen asked the system three times in a row, and the system did not respond, so she knew it was pretending to be dead.

For some reason, the system's deliberate pretending to be dead made her feel less depressed.

Because, to some extent, she understood her system.

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The next day.

Luo Qingchen wore a black limited edition Versace suit, and her long curly hair was tied with a crown hairpin.

There were two pieces of paper in the classic LV backpack, which were from her resignation letter, a resignation letter with absolute literary talent.

The moment she walked into the company, she felt that she had attracted countless people's attention.

Suddenly, it seemed that time had returned to three years ago. At A University, she was the flower of the computer department, and that boy... was the school grass.

Times have changed, and she has become the editor-in-chief of a magazine. But the person above her position is not the boy at the beginning.

But a person she hates...

"Master, do you want to be so... queen-like with your equipment today!" Her 'chief disciple' Xiaoman came over and followed her, saying while quickly following her steps.

"As the saying goes, you can lose the battle but not the battle!" Luo Qingchen touched the diamond earrings on her ears and said: "If that kind of person can be the editor-in-chief, I can be the chairman!"

In the past, Luo Qingchen may not have understood the meaning of the idiom 'a word becomes a prophecy', but after today, she finally understood it.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and Luo Qingchen was the first to walk in. He nodded slightly, looked at Lin Miao running towards the elevator entrance outside the door, and pressed the close button of the elevator door without saying a word.

It took Lin Miao a full fifteen minutes to get to the office. As soon as she entered the office, she rushed directly to Luo Qingchen's office angrily.

The momentum scared the whole hall into a dead silence in an instant.

"Luo Qingchen, what did you mean just now?" Lin Miao pushed the door open directly, ignoring even the most basic etiquette, and directly called her name, as if she was her immediate boss at this moment.

Luo Qingchen in the office was leaning on the sofa and chatting with Xiaoman. Although Lin Miao's voice was very loud when he rushed in, she was not frightened at all.

Luo Qingchen took a sip of coffee, and habitually tapped the sofa twice with his right hand and said, "Just now? What just now?"

"Don't play dumb!" Seeing her leisurely look, Lin Miao pointed at her even more angrily and said, "You clearly saw me running to the elevator, and it was so empty inside, but you directly pressed the button to close the door. Did you do it on purpose!"

"Yes!" Luo Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, curled his lips and smiled, saying, "I did it on purpose!"