Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

No loss.

why not.

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at the same time.

Tianwei Building.

Liao Liao sat on the chair.

Holding a document in his hand, he compared it with the forms on the table, one by one.

And at this moment she was sitting on the sofa opposite her desk.

Li Mingyu was sitting on the sofa like a lady, holding Xiaoyuan's hand.

Looking at the latter's palm, he nodded seriously and said:

"Madoka."

"Your lifeline is thick and long."

"You seem to be in good health."

"And this career line is very clear."

"I think you should be able to achieve great things in the future."

"It's just this emotional line..."

Upon hearing this.

On Xiaoyuan's originally shy face.

His expression froze for a moment.

Somewhat worriedly asked:

"Sister Mingyu."

"What happened to my relationship line?"

Hear this.

Li Mingyu showed a half-smile on his face.

"Madoka."

"Do you have someone you like?"

The voice just fell.

Xiaoyuan's little face full of collagen suddenly turned red.

"No, no, no!"

"is it?"

Li Mingyu dragged out the last syllable of the sentence, and looked at Xiaoyuan's restlessness with a playful look in his eyes.

Just pull your hand back.

Drop a sentence.

"I, I have something else to do, so I'll go get busy first."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Wait until the little girl leaves the office.

Liao Liao, who was sitting at the desk, raised his head.

He rolled his eyes at Li Mingyu.

"Nuyu."

"I said you're really boring."

"I just saw this girl answering the phone with a blushing face this morning."

"You don't have to guess what's going on."

"You're still teasing her with this."

...

“Isn’t this boring…”

Li Mingyu stretched lazily.

"It's rare that I'm done with my work, so I want to come and have a meal with you."

“But you are busy…”

Speaking of which.

Liao Liao had a frown on his face. He put down the document in his hand and pointed with his finger.

"Shouldn't we thank your boss for that?"

"I knew she could get rid of it so easily."

"I was just..."

Don't wait for her to finish.

Li Mingyu covered her mouth and smiled.

"Okay."

"Let me help you."

Done.

Li Mingyu swayed and came to the desk.

He bent down and picked up one of them.

"Chang Ying, 69 points for physical fitness, 56 points for coordination, 62 points for cultural literacy..."

Li Mingyu looked up and asked before he finished reading.

"Is this girl the first artist to be promoted?"

“It doesn’t look that great.”

Hear the words.

Liao Liao took out a pen and pointed at one of the pieces.

"Voice score 82, sense of rhythm 75, music theory 69..."

See this.

Li Mingyu nodded.

"The singing seems OK."

“It’s just that the other conditions are too bad…”

...

"no way."

"The one in your family was attracted by her unique vocal condition."

"I even made a song for her to try out."

Song?

Hear the word.

Li Mingyu's interest suddenly came.

"Where's the song?"

"show me."

In this regard.

Liao Liao just pouted.

Then he took out a manuscript from the drawer and placed it in front of Li Mingyu.

See this.

She opened the notebook, looked at the title on the first page, and muttered to herself.

"relief?"

Then he looked at the lyrics and the music score and sang a few lines softly.

[Love is a city that never sleeps, memories are like stars]

[The more my tears boil, the colder I feel]

Sing to this.

Li Mingyu couldn't sing anymore.

Especially the lyrics at the end.

She always has an inexplicable feeling of sadness...

Involuntarily.

She sighed.

Looking out the window.

What are you doing right now?

.........

Miss Jiang is currently sitting by the window of a five-star hotel.

Having a heated conversation with a married woman.

"Don't mention my cousin's wife."

"I slept so much that my head felt dizzy."

...

"Hahaha."

"I've heard from Wenhao."

"It says your saliva spans seven cities."

...

"What the hell?!"

"When did I drool?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang frowned and glared at his older cousin who was packing his luggage next to him.

of course.

For this kind of prank by close people.

Miss Jiang didn't mind at all.

Then there was a cheerful laugh.

Then the topic was brought to the matter of Green Island's "Shi Ning Ji".

"Cousin."

"What are the dishes you mentioned earlier?"

"Can you tell me."

...

"no problem."