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Chapter 532 Dewey
Yi Wenna had anticipated that Ye Qing would say that.

She calmly explained, "People are busy doing their homework when they get home, and before they know it, it's past eight o'clock."

Ye Qing glanced at the desk and the fruit peels in the trash can next to it, her expression full of helplessness.

It's true that I've been doing my homework until now, but whether it happened unconsciously is another matter.

Ye Qing waved her hand and walked straight to the bathroom: "Just buy something casual for dinner. I'm a little tired today, so I need to rest after dinner."

"Should we order the seafood fried rice from that restaurant again?" Yi Wenna asked.

"casual."

Ye Qing said without turning her head.

Faced with Ye Qing's unusual behavior, Yi Wenna followed her with a heart full of doubts.

Normally, Ye Qing would definitely talk a lot about the food, but today she didn't say a word.

Yi Wenna walked behind Ye Qing and raised her hand to touch her forehead: "Xiao Qing, are you sick?"

Snapped.

Ye Qing blocked Yi Wenna's groping hands: "I'm just too tired from work. You should order takeout quickly, or what will you do when the store closes down?"

He's not even enthusiastic about eating anymore! Something's wrong! There's definitely something wrong!

Yi Wenna's doubts deepened.

During PE class, Ye Qing could run three or four laps around the playground without even breaking a sweat.

I often help out at the supermarket warehouse, so why am I so tired today?

Yi Wenna began to suspect Ai Liang again.

Could it be that Ai Liang's taxi ride home after school was a ruse, and that the two actually met elsewhere, and then Ai Liang said something that upset Ye Qing?

Although Yi Wenna was reluctant to admit it, realistically speaking, only Ai Liang could currently evoke such a strong emotional response in Ye Qing.

I need to find an opportunity to test Ai Liang later.

Yi Wenna secretly made up her mind.

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at the same time.

Inside a business advertising company in another county district, dozens of kilometers away from Garden Road.

A few office workers who had just finished overtime pushed off with their feet to create distance between their chairs and the desks, then stretched out their arms and yawned.

"Hmm... Ha! It's almost nine o'clock, finally I can go home! At this hour, apart from the people coming to work the night shift, there should only be a few of us left on this floor, right?"

A young man in his late twenties, with a loose tie, rubbed his shoulders and complained, "I even rented a place close to the company, but I can't count on the bus. I guess I'll have to take the subway."

"Today is the last day. Once we finish compiling all this information, we can submit it tomorrow and then we can take a vacation."

While organizing the documents, the project manager asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

The young man's eyes lit up: "Let's eat! Since we have a day off tomorrow, how about we go out tonight to celebrate and have a good drink?"

"Let's not do it. It's so late, we'll be celebrating past midnight by then."

The only woman among the four gently persuaded the young man to give up the idea, while a hint of fear appeared on her face, as if she were recalling some unpleasant memory.

The young man didn't seem to care: "What are you afraid of? Isn't our great hero Du going to take you back, right, Brother Wei?"

The young woman blushed and said, "What are you saying!"

The young man slid his chair over to Dewey, who was tidying up his desk.

"Sister Su, don't be shy. Your relationship has already spread throughout the company. Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Wei usually seems so amiable, I didn't realize he was a martial arts expert."

"I heard that you took down the two kidnappers who were harassing Sister Su with just a few punches and kicks, Wei-ge. How did you manage that?"

The young man curiously placed his hand on Dewey's shoulder and gently squeezed it. Apart from being a bit hard, it wasn't much different from any other hot shoulder.

"I only studied martial arts for a while when I was a child, I can't be considered a professional."

Dewey chuckled and pushed up his glasses: "It's just that those two robbers were too physically weak."

“Here it comes again, here it comes again.”

The young man couldn't help but roll his eyes: "It's the same at work. You keep saying you'll do your best, but you're always the one who finishes the fastest and best."

Those were two knife-wielding thugs. No matter how skinny you are, most people wouldn't dare to fight those reckless lunatics. At most, they would just take a detour and call the police.

Judging by Sister Su's looks, by the time the police arrive, those two will probably already be..."

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Before the young man could finish speaking, he was hit by a thick folder in three separate ways.

Turning around, I saw Sister Su, whose face was as cold as frost.

"Alright, Xiao Lei, you need to change your big mouth habit. You dare to make any kind of joke."

The project leader, having finished organizing the documents, came over to act as a peacemaker: "Xiao Su, don't take it to heart. He's been acting crazy for a long time. Arguing with an idiot will only make you angry."

"Submit the documents tomorrow afternoon. I'll take them back tonight and check them again. If you three want to celebrate, remember not to drink too much. If there are any major changes needed, we might be busy for a while tomorrow morning."

After giving instructions to the three team members, the project leader picked up his briefcase and went to the office.

The young man, as if nothing had happened, continued to extend an invitation to the two: "Then let's..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sister Su said sarcastically with an unfriendly expression, "We're not going that way from you, so you can find somewhere to eat by yourself!"

"Huh? And you, Brother Wei?"

The young man turned to look at Dewey.

"Just to be on the safe side, let's postpone the celebration until after the project is submitted tomorrow. It's getting late, let's go home and get some rest."

Dewey whispered his plan, and Sister Su next to him nodded in agreement.

The young man asked suspiciously, "You two aren't planning to leave me behind and go off to enjoy yourselves alone, are you?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than his head was hit repeatedly.

"Sister Su, I was wrong! I was wrong! I'll leave right now!"

The young man clutched his head, grabbed his briefcase in a panic, and ran frantically toward the door.

"Dewey, don't listen to that idiot's nonsense!"

Su Jie put down the folder and explained, her face flushed.

Dewey smiled slightly: "I know, let's go back together, Sister Su."

"Okay, don't call me Sister Su like they do, just call me Su Su."

Su Jie followed behind Du Wei and whispered.

A few days ago, Su Jie was robbed on her way home, which scared her quite a bit. Fortunately, Du Wei came to her rescue.

Coincidentally, the two lived quite close to each other. Feeling terrified, Su Jie asked Du Wei to take her home for the next few days.

Since the man and woman were alone and both lived alone, rumors and gossip naturally arose.

The two walked on the sidewalk, keeping a half-body distance between them, and successfully boarded the second-to-last bus home.

Su Jie would occasionally glance at Du Wei beside her, but he was resting with his eyes closed and didn't even look at her, as if the person sitting next to her wasn't a beautiful woman, but her own husky.

This attitude made Su Jie, who had a good impression of Dewey, feel somewhat discouraged, and at the same time, a trace of resentment arose.

Am I not good enough for you, Dewey?
(End of this chapter)