After being liked by a paranoid teenager

Chapter 64

Chapter 64

    Zhou Jintong changed clothes and came out, and touched up her makeup along the way.

    When she came out, she ran into Weng Xue head-on, the two were speechless, and Zhou Jintong walked around her expressionlessly. Weng Xue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and was about to say hello, but unexpectedly, the person in front of her walked past in a gust of wind, leaving only a faint smell of perfume.

    She smiled back.

    Zhou Jintong returned to the desk, and was attracted by the flowers on the desk, which were chamomiles in full bloom.

    "Who sent it?" She looked around, secretly suspecting that Weng Xue sent it to please her. The colleague said, "Assistant Wen."

    He, it was sent by Fu Chi.

    Zhou Jintong's eyes were bent, and he held the flower and sniffed it. The scent was as strong as an apple, full of vitality.

    She thought of the flower language of chamomile.

    The more frustrated, the braver.

    The colleague's gossip factor caused trouble, and while there were still a few minutes before work, she turned the chair and rubbed it next to her, raised her eyebrows and said, "Tongtong, why did Assistant Wen send you flowers? Is he chasing you? "

    Zhou Jintong: "..."

    She smiled, "You think too much." The

    colleague thought she was unwilling to say so, moved the chair away, and returned to his seat. Zhou Jintong took a deep breath, arranged the flowers, and turned on the computer to prepare for a busy day's work. The chamomile was yellow and white, and when gathered together, it presented a creamy color, trembling slightly, natural and fresh, and she couldn't help but look at it frequently.

    She didn't leave her seat all morning except to go to the bathroom. Weng Xue, who was always paying attention to her, was relieved, thinking that Zhou Jintong was just talking last night and didn't really intend to go to the director to inform her.     The two of them hadn't spoken all morning, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was a problem. The nosy colleagues looked at them from time to time, and the curiosity in their eyes almost overflowed. During lunch, Zhou Jintong avoided Weng Xue and went to the restaurant by himself, but was stopped by Jiang Miqing who was also going to the restaurant on the way, "Why are you alone, you have a conflict with Weng Xue."     "No." She denied.

    Jiang Miqing is not a meddlesome person, and she is usually alone. This time she served Zhou Jintong at the same table with a plate of food, and she could not see the eye-catching and whispering around her. Zhou Jintong was very surprised. Jiang Miqing didn't like to approach people, and she wasn't a sociable person. The combination of the two of them was really awkward.

    "Director Li was called to Mr. Fu's office this morning. It seems that the manuscript of our design department was stolen." Jiang Miqing sipped her meal while watching her expression.

    "I've already warned you, you were so careless." Jiang Miqing said. Zhou Jintong asked, "How do you know Weng Xue..."

    She didn't say the whole thing.

    Jiang Miqing smiled: "Ye Jinyou was eating what was in the bowl and looking at what was in the pot. He looked for me, otherwise do you think why Weng Xue hates me so much, is it just because of my good design?"

    Zhou Jintong understood, "Then you and Ye Jinyou ?”

    Jiang Miqing showed a disgusted expression, “We are innocent, he is not my type.”