hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 9 You Earned ([-])
　Tang Yumo was about to release his anger, when he saw Bing Cuang's face showing a slightly gentle expression, and stretched out his hand to her.

　The touch of that hand was still in her mind.

　Although the attempted rape made people think of it full of shame|anger and shame|humiliation, but the moment his hand touched her body, all the voices of the horrific evil spirits and ghosts haunting her disappeared, The whole world became quiet and peaceful, the feeling of being freed from nightmares. I miss it so much.

　This nostalgia outweighed her loathing for him personally.So she decided to reach out and shake hands with him regardless of past suspicions.

　result!

　She suddenly discovered that the big hand with the ice face had already held the small hand of another woman who was extending from the side, exuding a strong smell of powder!
　"Hello, Writer Fang."

　"Hello, Mr. Chief. Yesterday's speech was wonderful, and the sisters in the audience heard how happy they were. I was waiting for Youyou Zijin to receive the award and it was my turn. I was looking forward to your hand Presenting the awards, who would have imagined it?"

The hostess with pink and pink hands obviously had an arrogant face, but her words trembled with excitement because of his initiative to shake hands.

　"Then you have to work hard, the first prize is still waiting for someone to win."

　Tang Yumo looked at him in astonishment. Ice Cube's face could be—is it cute?Can soft words coax women?A competent diplomat's means, it's incredible!
　What's even more unbelievable is that the ice face turned out to be that chief? !

　In that legend, the best man in the hearts of women in Qingcheng - Gu Yihan? !
　She stood between Gu Yihan and Writer Fang in a daze, forgetting that her hand was still awkwardly stretched in mid-air.

　"Stalker." Gu Yihan said coldly, and walked towards the elevator with Writer Fang.

　These words were obviously thrown at her.

　This man changed his face too quickly.

　and what?stalker?You are the stalker!narcissism!

　She cursed angrily, watching the two of them enter the elevator, Gu Yihan seemed to cast a sharp look at her inadvertently.

　She trembled, that was the head of Yunju. Did her signing the contract mean that it was a failure.

　When I looked at them again, a voice sounded from behind Writer Fang: "She is gone, you are the best, the best"

　The elevator doors closed instantly.

　The voice still echoed in the air: "You have to go to a higher place, go to a higher place, go to a higher place."

　That voice was exactly the same as what she heard in the banquet hall on the 72nd floor of the Universal Hotel.

　Is that evil spirit haunting another person again?

　That Fang writer was on the verge of danger without knowing it.

　She was still worried about others, and suddenly a hand was placed on her shoulder.

　Just about to exclaim, the other party asked, "Miss Tang Yumo?"

　"I am. Are you?"

　"The Yunju editor who has contacted you. I said, your hairstyle is really recognizable, it is exactly the same as the photo sent."

　"I'm sorry, I brought you that contract. Let's see what happens."

　"You just need to code and wait for the good news."

　The editor readily accepted the contract and left in a hurry.

　Good news. If Gu Yihan saw her name, there shouldn't be any good news.She smiled wryly.

　Giving up the opportunity to be a writer for this popular website under Yunju is equivalent to giving up stacks of banknotes, rent, utility bills, heating bills, winter bedding and clothes, not being willing to do hair once, not be willing to get a haircut once In order to save a few bucks for the courier fee, I was exhausted early in the morning.
　Sure enough, there will be no stories of Prince Charming and Alice in the tragic life of the little people struggling at the bottom of society.

(End of this chapter)