Everyone Love Me (Don't be tempted by Me/Falling In Love)

66-2

For the first time, Yue Qian Ling achieved a unified routine with Gu Xun, and she was so busy every day that she slept with her pillow on her back home, and often didn't even have time to answer her parents' calls, making her parents think that she had been sold into a pyramid scheme.

The head of the organization may have the surname Gu.

These days, Yue Qian Ling's measurement of time has also changed from "year, month, day" to the progress of each step, and in the long winter, she is unaware of the passage of time.

Until one morning, she glanced at her phone and found that Ju Yun Zhen had sent her a message.

[Mom]; Baby, today is your 22nd birthday, and Mom wishes you a happy and carefree day.

The moment she saw this, Yue Qian Ling suddenly remembered that today was her birthday.

For the first time in years, she was so busy that she forgot about it.

Coming back to her senses, she hurriedly replied.

[Xiao Mahua ]: Thank you mom, love you mua~

[Mom! ]: Did Gu Xun accompany you for your birthday today?

Yue Qian Ling was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the conference room behind her.

Gu Xun and Yi Hong were sitting at the table looking at the projection screen seriously, while the architect was holding an infrared pen and saying something.

[Xiao Mahua ]: Of course there is, we have to go to a big dinner in the evening.

[Mom]: Then you guys have fun.

Putting down the phone, Yue Qian Ling held her chin and sighed.

Even she herself doesn't remember her birthday, let alone Gu Xun who is in the center of the whirlpool.

She didn't want to go to the trouble to celebrate her birthday at this time, with this time, it was better to let Gu Xun rest for a while.

But today is her first birthday after being together with Gu Xun, and she spent it so silently, and there will always be some regrets in her heart.

"Ahh"

She picked up a marker and drew a small cake on scratch paper, "Happy birthday to me."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yue Qian Ling was called into the office by Wei Han.

She was a little sleepy every time she reached this point, and Xi habitually hit Hatche, and Wei Han said: "Haven't slept well in the past few days?"

"Okay."

Yue Qian Ling rubbed her eyes, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

Wei Han turned the computer screen to face Yue Qian Ling, frowned and said, "Look at the manuscript you submitted today, there is a little problem with the character dynamics, but it is not serious, the main thing is that you are a little wrong in this composition? Do you want to express what you want to plan and express completely? Look at this character, it's weakened and almost integrated into the scene. "

Yue Qian Ling's hand froze in mid-air, staring at the manuscript she had just submitted on the screen in a daze.

Wei Han: "So I just asked you if you were too tired lately and didn't greet you, this state is really not good, this draft is not your level at all, Yue Qian Ling!"

Yue Qian Ling lowered her eyes and admitted her mistake upright.

"I see, I'll go back and repaint."

Seeing this, Wei Han realized that his words were a bit heavy, so he said: "Forget it, I've been under too much pressure recently, don't take it too seriously."