C11 Like?

"Boss, actually I …" Being stared at by Liang Zhuo Qian in such an awkward and awkward manner, Mu Yao could only lower his eyes and stutter as if he wanted to change the topic. However, she didn't expect that she wouldn't even have the chance to open her mouth before Liang Zhuo Qian's next sentence stunned her on the spot …

"You have someone you like, don't you?"

The pattern of questions, the tone of affirmation.

Liang Zhuo Qian looked at her with a bitter and bitter feeling in his heart. In fact, he watched her in silence for a long time: she had no boyfriend, no warmth, no object, her life was light and steady, and he also felt he had a good character, a good income, and an elite status … The only way she could refuse him was if she had someone she liked.

Mu Yao's expression couldn't help but stiffen, and she couldn't maintain her smile any longer. It seemed as if the weakest part of her heart had been stabbed. She felt a dull pain in her chest …

A person you like?

The person she liked had become the person she hated the most in her life.

"I'm sorry …" Grabbing the small bag by his hand, Mu Yao almost ran away, afraid that Liang Zhuo Qian would say something else. Afraid that he would be entangled with that memory again.

This time, Liang Zhuo Qian did not give chase.

Listening to the coffee shop's door being slammed shut, Liang Zhuo sat despondently in his original spot for a long time. Finally, he drank the cup of cold coffee in one gulp and made his final decision — she was worth his persistence! So what if there was someone he liked?

The man never showed up for her, did he?

Mu Yao ran for a long time before finally calming down. He was trying to calm his breathing.

What happened to her?

It's been six years and everything is over... Stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it...

She exhaled heavily and walked slowly home. The moment she found the key to open the door, she remembered the almost forgotten blanket — it was still sitting quietly in a corner of the bedroom. Mu Yao couldn't figure out where it came from no matter how hard he tried.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Maybe she bought it herself when she was drunk.

Despite her curiosity, she ignored the details and continued her monotonous life.

The next few days were peaceful and quiet.

The company set up a project team in response to their cooperation. She was transferred to the project team as a legal matter, and her desk was moved to an upstairs position. Liang Zhuo Qian did not come to find her, and she did not take the initiative to contact him again.

The location of the commercial was soon confirmed. The company had signed a contract with the studio. According to the requirements, she had to send a copy of the contract to the SL and also report the progress to the SL's CEO. Mu Yao always felt that it was strange to be reporting something that was above one's level …

However, since the other party had requested it, she had no choice but to go.

That afternoon, Mu Yao brought a few contracts and went to the SL …