Qu Xiaoxiao thought that Pei Yibai was just politely saying that he wanted to write a 10,000-word self-criticism, after all, there was Song Weiyi beside him at that time.

But she never thought that before she got off work that afternoon, the supervisor touched her nose and walked over.

"Designer Qu, I don't know how much you have written for the 10,000-word review given by President Pei? If you finish it, just print it out and give it to me."

Qu Xiaoxiao, who was busy with work, turned green when she heard this sentence.

It turned out to be true!

No matter what, she couldn't believe that her brother Yibai would be so heartless.

"Cong designer, did you hear me?" The supervisor frowned and asked repeatedly.

This song designer is obviously not an ordinary person. At first, everyone thought that she had a good relationship with Boss Pei, but looking at it now, it is not always the case.

"If you haven't finished it yet, finish it tomorrow and remember to print it."

After the supervisor finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the office.

Even if she doesn't see her colleagues, Qu Xiaoxiao can still imagine their eyes.

On the rosy face, the blood color slowly faded, replaced by a touch of paleness.

Qu Xiaoxiao almost bit her lower lip.

This atmosphere was maintained until Xiao He called Song Weiyi, and then it was broken.

"Only, you have brought a thermos these two days, what are you drinking?" Xiao He asked curiously.

Holding the bottle, Song Weiyi, who was full of joy, felt secretly refreshed when he saw Qu Xiaoxiao's expression as if he was eating a fly.

Her husband is really awesome. This kind of thing is so quickly and forcefully called out.

Let's see if Qu Xiaoxiao dares to cling to her husband.

His thoughts came back, and he remembered that Xiao He was asking himself a question.

Song Weiwei removed the mouth of the bottle, swallowed the liquid in his mouth, and said with some embarrassment: "It's nothing, it's something for the past two days, so my stomach feels uncomfortable, so I brought some brown sugar water to drink, it's much better. "

"So that's the case. No wonder I said you've brought it for the past two days. Did you feel better after drinking it? It's really inconvenient for a woman to have dysmenorrhea."

Xiao He, who is also a woman, has a deep understanding.

"It's really much better. Brown sugar water is still useful."

The other designer in front heard the words, and joked with a smile: "Only, isn't your boyfriend specially prepared this for you?"

As soon as the words came out, Song Weiyi was stunned for a few seconds.

Boyfriend specially prepared?

Pei Yibai is a kitchen idiot at all, if he is counted on, the kitchen is probably burned down.

However, it was indeed he who asked Aunt Wang to come to their house early in the morning, boil it, and bring it to the company.

Song Weiyi, who originally wanted to deny it, immediately withdrew what he was going to say after seeing Qu Xiaoxiao's angry face next to him.

"Oh, Zhang Shi, your eyes are really poisonous." Song Weiyi pretended to be shy, lowered his head, and was about to be overjoyed.

Such a sentence is to acquiesce to Zhang Design's guess and admit that it was the boyfriend's handwriting.

"I guessed it. I didn't expect to guess it right. The only thing is, you are so lucky. Your boyfriend must love you very much to be willing to do this." Zhang designed an envious expression on his face.

"haha, really?"

Song Weiyi discovered that sometimes it is not easy to pretend to be modest, such as at this moment.

Qu Xiaoxiao's already tense face became even more ugly when she heard Song Weiyi's conversation with the people next to her.

Show affection in public?

This Song Weiyi already has a boyfriend, but what does it mean that he is still lingering behind Brother Yibai?

"I'll go back first. Goodbye everyone." She picked up her handbag and left without waiting for everyone's reaction.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally, it became calm.

After get off work, Song Weiyi slowly left from the design department, and it took him ten minutes to arrive at the company's underground parking lot.

Pei Yibai was already sitting in the car and waiting.

"Get in the car."

Sitting down, with his head down, Song Weiwei fastened his seat belt, and before Pei Yibai drove, he sweetly called out to her husband.

The man suddenly raised his eyebrows. Today's behavior is a bit abnormal.

"What's wrong?"

"Thank you husband for the brown sugar water, it doesn't hurt at all now."

"Huh? If you usually eat less spicy and cold food, you probably won't have the problem of menstrual pain at all."

"Okay, okay, I get it, I will definitely not eat it next time. But what I want to say now is not just this."

"Husband, you are really great, I love you so much." Song Weiyi's eyes lit up, and he looked at him with admiration.

"How do you say it? You are so enthusiastic today, why do you confess your love to me again and again?" He curled his lips and asked lightly.

"Yes, what experts say that frequent confession can enhance the relationship between husband and wife, so I plan to confess to you a few times every now and then from today on."

The premise is that Pei Yibai doesn't feel bored.

Of course, after she said so much, what she really wanted to say was that you asked the supervisor to ask Qu Xiaoxiao to write a self-criticism in front of the entire office, which is really satisfying.

"Don't, I'm afraid my little heart can't bear it."

"Hey, can someone tell you seriously, okay?" Song Weiwei reiterated the strict order, but he actually said no! A waste of her hard work.

She wouldn't tell him that she came here specially because of Qu Xiaoxiao's matter.

Thinking of this, Song Weiyi suddenly thought of a question.

"By the way, husband, have you known Qu Xiaoxiao for a long time? What did she mean by the inexplicable words she said in the elevator this morning?"

This question has been circling in Song Weiyi's mind for a long time.

What do you mean she was young and ignorant?

Pei Yibai's smile sank, and a sternness flashed in his eyes.

"It's all inexplicable. What do you think it means? Qu Xiaoxiao, at best, is just a neighbor's daughter."

These words, coming out of his mouth, were extremely calm and casual.

Song Weiyi rolled his eyes, recalling Pei Yibai's emotional changes after hearing Qu Xiaoxiao's words, he knew that he didn't want to mention this matter again.

Immediately, he understood that this restricted area cannot be touched, so he nodded obediently, "I see."

She believed what he said.

"By the way, there is one more thing. Uncle, you brought your girlfriend home?" Song Weiwei asked in shock.

If Qu Xiaoxiao hadn't said it, she wouldn't even know it.

"Well, what's the problem?" Pei Yibai asked suspiciously.

question? Of course there is!

No wonder Mengmeng couldn't confess, it turned out that the problem arose long before he confessed.

Feeling sorry for Zhao Mengmeng, who hadn't graduated yet, Song Weiyi shook his head with a dry smile. "No."

Regarding Mengmeng's confession, it should be a thing of the past, and she must not tell Pei Yibai, lest...