After Bai Wanwan sent off her best friend early the next morning, she hurried back to the project department, but she didn't meet Sun Cong'an until the evening.

There was no need to work overtime at the beginning of the month, and it was 4:30 in the afternoon. Bai Wanwan announced his rest. The other people in the finance department immediately asked the driver to go to the nearby bath center.

Faced with the enthusiastic invitation, Bai Wanwan smiled and declined: "You go, I washed it last night."

After everyone else left, Bai Wanwan was too lazy to go to the cafeteria, so he made a bowl of instant noodles by himself, and sat in front of the computer to flip through the web page.

When Sun Cong'an came, Bai Wanwan was lying alone in front of the computer to watch a movie.

Bai Wanwan was wearing headphones and looked focused. Yu Guang noticed someone approaching. Just as he was about to look up, his chin suddenly became cold. Before he could react, Bai Wanwan's face was pinched and lifted up. Although the force was not strong, it did not give her room to break free.

Bai Wanwan frowned and patted his hand hard.

Sun Cong'an's hand was beaten and felt ache. He looked down at her, and instead of annoyance, he smiled, "Why are you so angry?"

"I'm happy!"

Afterwards, no matter what Sun Cong'an said, Bai Wanwan kept his mouth shut and refused to respond with a word.

Sun Cong'an raised his eyebrows and raised it in a casual tone: "Do you know someone likes you very much?"

He lowered his head to observe Bai Wanwan's reaction and saw that the movement of turning the pen in her hand was obviously slowing down.

Sun Cong'an took a cigarette out of the cigarette box with interest, ignited the fire and then moved his gaze back, staring at Bai Wanwan meaningfully.

Bai Wanwan just heard something like she was shocked, and her body was stiff and she didn't know how to move.

Like her?

who?

Recalling Sun Cong'an's tone as always, Bai Wanwan subconsciously thought...

My heart suddenly trembled twice, and my mind became blank.

But she had a clear idea, which was to stop Sun Cong'an from saying the next thing, because she always had a bad premonition, which caused her not to listen to anything.

So Bai Wanwan suddenly raised her head, and her defensive eyes made Sun Cong'an stunned for a moment, and then slowly spit out a wisp of gray-blue smoke.

As his vision blurred, the effect of nicotine made Sun Cong'an's consciousness vague for a second.

...The idea appeared in an instant.

He suddenly didn't want to attract Bai Wanwan's attention through this incident.

I even want to take all my attention as my own.

After several days of loosening, when the project department began to plan the progress of this month, Bai Wanwan only re-adapted to the high-intensity work and rest after attending three mobilization meetings in a row.

Start reviewing bills from the morning, entering UFIDA, filling in daily reports, and urging the material warehouse to quickly sort out the pump tickets.

I was busy and I finally had a breath of rest until 9:30 in the evening.

The instant noodles bucket I ate for lunch was still placed on the windowsill, and I only ate two bites.

Bai Wanwan is not used to the food made in the small cafeteria. The chef will not take care of anyone who tastes more than a spoonful of candy or less vinegar, nor will he care whoever hasn't come to eat.

No matter how much Bai Wanwan thinks, she still relies on the comfort of being spoiled since childhood. She is always more sensitive to the details of life than ordinary people.

The phone rang.

Bai Wanwan picked it up and took a look. Liang Zi sent a text message: Accountant Bai, come and pick up the lunch box.
Chapter completed!