C382 Snow White

This was a rare occasion for the ice-cold Snow White to be so happy, so Ann Qianxi asked her, "Why are you so happy?"

Ye Yuni said that it was a misunderstanding. Deng Yujin appeared in Ou Ney's office to discuss the position of the company with him. Deng Yujin was the financial director, but Ye Yuni was the advertising department's director.

Everyone knew that the Advertising Department was the company's top priority. For a large fashion magazine company, the Advertising Department was their soul.

When the couple was negotiating with Ou Ney, they had a tacit understanding of each other. One of them was singing red and the other one was singing white. Ye Yuni saw how Deng Yujin was neither slow nor hurried, and admired his boyfriend so much.

His eyes twinkled with excitement.

Zhu Zhu had a secret.

This secret was like a special skill in her body that had been lurking in her body for a long time. On the night that she and Wei Nan fell in love, after the two of them got tired of staying downstairs for a while, she went upstairs to stay.

In his room, the two of them had already talked a lot today. At this moment, they couldn't help but talk. What were you doing in a while? I'm going to work. I'll be back five minutes later.

Baby, what are you doing? I was thinking about you. Just like that, the two of them held their cellphones as they chatted back and forth. It was as if they were talking about a million word novel.

A man in love, a man electrocuted by the wires of love, a man you like to type punctuation marks you find fragrant, let alone those two useless bullshit.

What are you doing? Of course he was playing with his phone. Otherwise, how could he be cooking?

If someone you don't like sends you a text message, it's probably this kind of attitude, this guy is retarded, cursing in his heart, while also saying that he's baby, baby, baby, and short.

Sometimes there is a sense of frustration, such as a sudden separation from someone you like, even if you know that his messages will come back in a few minutes, even if you are a little willful, tomorrow, now, immediately, he will appear in front of you.

You're still depressed, too, and in between you're like you're writing a novel, as if you're living the same life every day, as if you're also busy, even busier than everyone else, but at the end of the month, when you pay your salary, you'll find that the amount of money you earn is nothing compared to what you spend.

You're depressed. You're sad that you're determined not to have any more of those so-called dreams, but you can't bear to give up, so you keep repeating this life, until every day when you're depressed, the words create an illusion, the life in it creates an illusion.

As time goes on, you seem to forget yourself. Perhaps, like Zhu Zhu's friend who writes online novels, she feels in her writing that she has constructed the life she wants, but the writer is separated from the novel itself.

She was just a dead fat family with their own computer and few words to say. She didn't have a life.

It was just like writing every day, persisting every day without feeling or thought, driven by an invisible internal drive. What kind of life would make one grow up to be able to live, be it real life, or an imaginary life carved into it?

Zhu Zhu's friend was like an indefatigable psychopath. She even wrote so much that no one would even look at her, like a clown who insisted on performing for the theater on a stage in the middle of nowhere.

Sometimes Zhu Zhu thought, life, life should not be like this, should not be so monotonous or boring.

But what can you do? Sometimes it's like Zhu Zhu's friend who writes online novels saying, You have to write, you have to persevere, because you love it, just like how she grows up and feels that her life with other people has been taken away from her, maybe she was born to be a bystander.

The sweetness of love, the breaking of kinship, the warmth of friendship … These were all other people's. The liveliness was all other people's.

Sofia's secret was the man on the cell phone, the man neither Ann Qianxi nor Ye Yuni knew about, who, like many people in the directory, had only one picture to wave at.

Even though they didn't talk, they could feel each other's presence. Like many times, that person would send a text message to you. Even though every word was very official, Zhu Zhu treasured every chance she had to talk to him.

Just like a little girl chasing her favorite celebrity, they were very far away from each other, he wouldn't know her like Wei Nan. Zhu Zhu hadn't even seen his face, even though she knew he was very handsome.

Sometimes, Ann Qianxi also thought that this might be the kind of bubble like illusion that every girl made.

Let it quietly grow in the heart, every day watering, fertilization, root, germination, strong growth.

When Ye Yuni typed on the keyboard, she hated how her typing speed became slower and slower. Especially when she saw her financial news, she wanted to argue with people who didn't know anything about financial affairs.

Deng Yujin said that if you want to "argue with him", you better not be with other men. Just look at the man you like, he's full of hormones.

Even vulgar words sometimes have a taste that you like. Ye Yuni was beaming with joy when she followed her boyfriend for two to three hours of "war of words". Of course, Ann Qianxi only rolled her eyes when she heard the professional jargon.

It felt like they were two of the top finance and economics students, like the two elites from Wall Street who had just come out to discuss the new changes in domestic securities.

The relationship between top students was not something that ordinary people could emulate. Also, there was another kind of precious talk in this world. It was said that people from two different galaxies could cause many sparks of love when they bumped into one another.

Ann Qianxi could not imagine the relationship between a bookworm and a bookworm. She had never experienced it before, but only Ye Yuni could feel that kind of relationship.

Ye Yuni was an oddity. She competed with her family's Deng Yujin, and the most remarkable part was that she could still watch the financial news at 4 AM while Ann Qianxi slept.

Then, when Ann Qianxi went to the toilet at 7: 00 AM, she was scribbling in her notebook. When Ann Qianxi went to work, she would see Ye Yuni's assistant, the little handsome guy, telling her.

"Ahhh, our Boss Ye wants me to retrieve a document."

Perhaps there were two types of people in the company of Chi Family people, one of them was people with the surname of Chi's, and the other was Ye Yuni.