MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 16 Mistaken

Before the afternoon of work, the editorial department opened a small meeting. The editor-in-chief focused on the progress of the fortunate teacher's manuscript. Lan Ning felt Alexander. She felt that if she couldn't receive the manuscript on the 15th, the editor would really let her go.

After the meeting, everyone will pack up and prepare to go home. Lan Ning then turned off the computer after brushing the full screen on the lucky Q.Q.

Going downstairs to the company, Laning was ready to take the subway as usual, but was stopped by one person: "Lan Ning."

She stopped to look at it and almost blinked at Mu Yuan’s smile.

Lan Ning took a look at her mouth and pretended to go to the subway as she didn't see it. Yu Muyuan followed her and explained to her while walking. "I was sorry yesterday, I didn't control my emotions. I have said that. I hope you don't mind."

Lan Ning blinked a little bit impatiently: "How do you know that I am here?"

Yu Muyuan smiled and said: "If you really want to know a person, then this level of news is easy to find out."

... very good, don't be found by her who betrayed her, otherwise it will not explain.

"I was really sorry yesterday. I shouldn't say that. We met when we were in college. I think I know you better. You are not that kind of person."

Lan Ning finally stopped and smiled mockingly at him: "I haven't seen you before as a personal scum."

Yu Muyuan’s face suddenly became a bit ugly. His mouth moved slightly and seemed to want to explain two sentences. However, Lan Ning first opened his mouth: “People will change. You might have thought that I was pure and lovely. But now I am not. The person you saw yesterday was my boyfriend, and I am planning to go to his house now."

Yu Muyuan’s face was ugly, and Lan Ning continued: “I have been breaking up with you for three years. Isn’t it good for everyone to bother each other’s life? What do you mean by me now? Tell the truth Your ability, have time to look for me, have already handed over several girlfriends."

"You...!" Yu Muyuan said.

Lan Ning sneered and asked: "Is it wrong? I remember the ticket you traveled to Indonesia, or you asked me to buy it for you. Later I realized that you went with your foreign girlfriend. "

Yu Muyuan was blocked and could not speak.

Lan Ning glanced at him mockingly and took the bag away. Unexpectedly, Mu Yuan had been following her on the subway, and Lan Ning could only frown and squeeze to the other side.

After the subway changed to the bus, Yu Muyuan still followed her unrelentingly.

Lan Ning was very boring, but he didn't want to take care of him. He stood far from the other side. After arriving at the neighborhood where the Confucian language lived, Laning quickly rushed off the car at the moment before the bus door closed, and successfully smashed Yu Muyuan.

Still not convinced for two seconds, she found that the bus that had already started stopped slowly. The back door opened and Yu Muyuan came out of the car.

Lan Ning: "..."

Why is he following her with such persistence? Hasn't she been owed to her in her life?

Yu Muyuan smiled and walked in the direction of Lan Ning. Lan Ning frowned and turned and walked forward quickly.

Yu Muyuan also stepped up and seemed to want to catch up with her. At this time, the neighbor Auntie, who lived next to the Confucian language, came over from the opposite side and called Lan Ning: "Is this not Mr. Yan’s girlfriend?"

Lan Ning stayed for a moment, then humiliated and admitted: "Yes...ah."

Aunt Neighbor glanced behind her and took her to the neighborhood: "Do you know the man who followed you?"

Lan Ning shook his head and said: "I don't know, I follow me from the car, I don't know what I want to do."

The two entered the community, and the neighbor Auntie guarded the security guard at the door: "Xiao Chen, the man doesn't know what to do, keeps following us, you have to stop him."

Xiao Chen looked at Mu Yuan and assured them: "Reassure, our community is not a cat and a dog can enter."

Lan Ning: "..."

Well, I see it.

When she walked up to the apartment building in the Confucian language, she looked back and looked at it. Yu Muyuan did not keep up.

In this way, he should always believe that she has a boyfriend.

"Oh, the current law and order is too bad. You have to pay attention to a girl going out. It is best to have Mr. Yan with you." Aunt Neighbors carried a shopping bag and pressed the elevator.

Lan Ning accompanied the laughter and did not answer. The neighbor Auntie chatted with her again: "Mr. Yan, this person usually looks so lonely, and rarely sees someone coming to him. I didn't expect him to have a girlfriend!"

"Yes, hehe." Lan Ning smiled twice, and the Confucian language seemed to be quite isolated, but it was all illusion.

The elevator stopped at the 21st floor. After the door opened, Laning and his neighbor Auntie came out together.

Laning didn't want to come to the Confucian language, but now that he has come, he will remind me of the draft.

When she pressed the doorbell of the Confucian language, she listened to the neighbor’s aunt and said to her: "Why did you say that the door key was not given to you? This is not enough, the little girl has more eyes."

Lan Ning: "..."

This aunt is really too enthusiastic.

She smiled at her and said, "I forgot to take the key today."

The neighbor aunt snorted and walked to the door of his house and opened the door into the house.

Laning pressed the doorbell again. This time there was some movement in the house. After a while, the door was opened from the inside.

Confucianism is wearing a white thin sweater and standing at the door to examine her.

Lan Ning was seen a little embarrassed. Just wanted to say something casually. The Confucian language said: "From the frequency of your visit to my home, I really doubt that you fell in love with me."

Lan Ning: "..."

She squeezed out a dry smile and looked at him. "Trust me, this illusion will soon disappear after you hand in the manuscript."

The Confucian language gently hooked her lower lip and let her come in sideways.

After Laning entered the house, he discovered that Confucianism was making dinner. He suddenly felt some accidents: "Is it really you really cook yourself?"

"Does it?"

Lan Ning shrugged and didn't answer. She put her bag on the sofa and went to the dining room and sat down: "In this case, I will wait to eat."

Confucianism turned the pan in his hand and looked at her slightly: "Are you more and more like this as your own home?"

Lan Ning smiled at him and said, "Who told you not to submit the manuscript?"

The Confucian language was silent for a second, and lowered his head to continue to omelet.

Because Laning came, he had to make another dinner. Lan Ning sat in the living room and had nothing to do. He saw the computer used in the Confucian language writing on the long table in the dining room, and blinked quickly.

She sneaked a sneak peek at the Confucian language. He was cooking attentively and did not pay attention to her side. She quietly approached the computer and slid the mouse to unlock the screensaver.

She is going to take a look today, how many drafts have been written by Mr. Yukio!

However, there is no open word document on the desktop, only a Q.Q dialog box, which is in the middle position.

Lan Ning fixed his eyes and saw that the author was the author of the fortunate teacher!

Cloud light: Come to the man who finished the draft late, and the losers sing the prestige!

Mubai: The traitor of the 19th, did not pay it last month? Let him sing.

Yunguang: In fact, I would like to hear the lucky teacher sing [shy] want to listen to him Jiao. Hahahahaha~ Ha ~

Mubai: ...the older single young woman is really scary [goodbye]

Although Laning does not quite understand what they are saying, and inexplicably has a very dirty feeling, but! What is called who is late than the manuscript! Their faces too!

She took out her cell phone in angrily, searched the group in the group search, and clicked on join. Soon fortunately, Q.Q came to the tip, and Laning agreed to apply as a thief.

[Cauliflower joins the group]

Cauliflower: Teachers! ! Submitted! ! ! !

The group that had been talking about it was so quiet that it was quiet for a second and then exploded.

Nineteen: I am, how come in an editor? ? ?

Mubai: This group is only fortunate to have a management. Is he guilty of Alzheimer's? [Goodbye]

Yunguang: Although I said that I want to listen to him, I don’t want to retaliate against us like this. [Smile]

"What are you doing?" The voice of Confucianism suddenly came from behind, and Laning scared the phone almost to the ground.

"No, nothing, huh, huh." Lan Ning turned his back and tried to block the sight of the Confucian language falling on the computer.

Ruan language saw her for a while, bypassing her and pulling the computer to her face and looking at the chat records in the group.

Then, Laning received a message prompt.

[You have been removed by the group owner today, have you drafted it?]

Lan Ning: "..."

The Confucian language bends slightly, and the ten fingers hit the keyboard quickly.

Fortunately: kicked.

Nineteen: How did she come in?

Fortunately: she used my computer.

Cloud light: You are with a woman! [scare]

Mubai: It’s a gamble to go to the draft.

Fortunately: ... ah.

Nineteen: I feel bad about you [pity love]

Fortunately, he did not speak any more. Before he quit the penguin, he banned the cloud for a day.

Mubai: Hahahahahahayun is lightly banned!

Nineteen 哉: After all, the lord of the group. Only I can listen [smirk]

Mubai: I think the next one to be banned is you →_→

After Yunxiao discovered that he was banned, the private stamp sent a message: "Mom's mental retardation.:)"

The Confucian language turned off the computer and looked at Lan Ning sideways. "You don't know if it is rude to move other people's computers casually?"

Although Lan Ning feels that her approach is indeed a bit ill-considered, but in the face of a fortunate teacher... Sorry, she has no sense of shame. :)

"You don't know if the draft is more rude?" Lan Ning retorted.

The Confucian language looked at her and stood up straight and walked toward the kitchen: "Eat."

Laning wrinkled his nose and followed him to the end.

Both of them were silent at the dinner table. Lan Ning concentrated on eating, and there was still some skill in the heart of the Confucianism. Although the steak he made yesterday was good, he didn't expect his Chinese food to be very good.

"You are so lucky. If you come tomorrow, you will not see me." The Confucian language suddenly said.

"Ah?" Lan Ning snorted.

Ruan Confucius also held chopsticks in her hand and smiled at her: "Tomorrow we are going to the spring tour, walking all the way, I don't know when to come back."

Lan Ning: "..."

You wait, your manuscript did not write spring tour? And who do I mean by "we"?

"Teacher, don't be kidding. When you are young, still learn from children's spring tour?" Lan Ning tried to make his expression not collapse.

The Confucian language is still the same as the unhurried look: "It’s just spring blossoming. If you don’t go out and see if you have lived up to this great beauty? We discussed it in the group and decided to go out for a spring tour."

"...Which group?"

"Have you drafted it today?"

Lan Ning: "...:)"