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Just then, Li Jing Yu walked out of Chu Qing Yan's office.

"Fuck you, you're here just like that!" Fu Yun Ling also saw Li Jing Yu. She smiled and tapped Chu Qing Yan on her forehead: "A married woman is still so charming, if your family's Kang Wen Yuan treats you badly, you can consider kicking him out. Li Tong is nice, handsome, elegant, rich, not bad choice!"

"Mmm, clear your mind!"

"Now?"

"Yeah, the other departments got it yesterday. Only your department is missing. Why, do you not want to pay this month?"

"But... Dujong has not signed it yet. "

Dujong is in his office, send it over for him to sign for me right now, once it's signed, immediately bring it over for me. I'll hurry up and check it again this morning, then report it in in the afternoon.

"Alright!" Chu Qing Yan put down the phone and quickly asked Fu Yun Ling for help: "Dearest, please help me sign my performance report for Dujong!"

"You want to order me around after only a few steps?" Fu Yun Ling pouted. "No, I'm busy too!"

"Please, help me!"

She really did not want to meet with Li Jing Yu again. Even if she did not speak, his aura was more than enough to suffocate her.

These few days it had not been easy to calm his mind and not think about him like before.

She believed that if she continued to persevere, she would be able to completely drive him out of her mind.

However, he could not give up halfway through this change of quantity and quality.

"No!" Fu Yun Ling returned to her seat and said with an annoyed expression: "If I go to Dujong's office and speak nonsense, I'll be letting you down."

Chu Qing Yan's face was full of smiles as she eagerly ran over, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her around: "Yun Ling, I know I was wrong. Don't be angry, there's really nothing going on between me and Li Tong."

"Not going, not going. Since you said that you have nothing to do with him, then go and sign it yourself." Fu Yun Ling pushed her glasses and said sternly: "If you say you have anything to do with him, I will help you!"

After being defeated by Fu Yun Ling, Chu Qing Yan could only roll back to her seat gloomily, check his calculated results before printing them out. Then, as if she was rushing to the execution grounds, she walked towards Du Mu Feng's office.

She stood at the door of Du Mu Feng's office, encouraging herself to move faster. Before she could knock, the door opened by itself.

The person who opened the door didn't know that there was someone outside, so Chu Qing Yan didn't have time to dodge either.

"Ahh …" Chu Qing Yan held onto her face in pain and retreated while screaming.

"Qingyan, how are you?"

Although she covered her face and couldn't see Li Jing Yu's expression, she could hear the deep concern and anxiety in his voice.

"No …." "I'm fine..." Chu Qing Yan shook his head perfunctorily. Even if his nose was about to split due to the pain, he clenched his teeth and did not make a single sound.

Li Jing Yu held her wrist tightly: "Move your hand away, let me see."

"Let me take a look!" He exerted a little strength, and pulled Chu Qing Yan's hand.

Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at him pitifully. "Is your nose red?"

"Yes, very red, Sorry. I didn't know you were outside." He frowned and looked at me intently.

"It's none of your business. My reaction was slow so I wasn't able to dodge in time."

Having not seen her for more than a month, Li Jing Yu's gentleness was still bone-piercing.

Chu Qing Yan's chest began to ache again as the light fragrance that belonged to him entered her nose and disturbed her breathing.

"I'll take you to the hospital." He pulled her out.

"No, no, you don't need to go to the hospital for this little problem." Chu Qing Yan grabbed the door of the general manager's office. "I still need to work!"

Work was not the main thing. She didn't want to be alone with him.

"Just wait, I'll get you a leave of absence." Li Jing Yu released Chu Qing Yan's wrist and quickly walked into the general manager's office.

She did not care about the red and swollen nose, and followed closely behind. Du Mu Feng was sitting in the chair facing the window, making a phone call.

Chu Qing Yan rushed over to Li Jing Yu, stopped him and said in a low voice: "I won't ask for a leave of absence, I really won't ask for a leave of absence!"

Li Jing Yu stared fixedly at Chu Qing Yan, his tight brows never relaxed for a moment. After a long while, he said with the same hoarse voice: "If it still hurts tomorrow, I must go to the hospital!"

"En!" She nodded her head vigorously and touched her nose subconsciously. "I don't feel that painful anymore."

"That's good!" He nodded as if a heavy burden had been lifted, then pointed at Du Mu Feng who was on the phone: "You're looking for him?"

"That's right, I came to look for the Dujong to sign …" Only then did Chu Qing Yan realize that there was nothing in her hand. "Aiya, the performance slip has dropped!"

She rushed to the general manager's office. As expected, the performance report was lying alone in the corridor outside the door.

When she bent down to pick it up, Li Jing Yu had already picked it up with one step, and handed it over to her.

"Thank you."

Chu Qing Yan held the performance sheet tightly in her hand, and forcefully pulled the corner of her mouth. She wanted to laugh, but she was unable to, so her nose still hurt.

After sending the performance slip to the treasury, Chu Qing Yan received a call from Kang Wen Yuan, who invited her to lunch.

Chu Qing Yan told him that his nose was hit by a door, it was red and swollen, she did not want to go out and embarrass herself, so he asked her if Yan Qing was alright, and she said that it was fine, but he did not say anything else, so she hung up.

At noon, his colleagues all went to the dining hall to eat, while Chu Qing Yan stayed in the office to drink milk.

His nose hurt and he had no appetite, even talking would affect his nose. Chu Qing Yan wanted to cry.

Li Jing Yu expressed his apology as he delivered the abalone porridge to Chu Qing Yan.

She looked toward the door, making sure no one was there before carefully taking the delicate wooden box and tasting it with a spoon.

He accidentally put the gravy on his chin and quickly wiped it clean with a tissue.

"Thank you!" Li Jing Yu's gentleness was highly toxic, Chu Qing Yan's heart jumped, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

A human figure quickly flashed by, but his face could not be seen clearly.

That fleeting figure looked very familiar. Could it be Kang Wen Yuan?