MTL - The Whole World Knows She Loves Me-Chapter 92 Handover

We ate lunch in Song Xian’s cafeteria. You need a staff card to get in. Song Xian took Jiang Liuyi back to the office to make an order. When He Xiaoying saw Jiang Liuyi walking into the office to drink water, she choked and coughed violently. His face was flushed, he slapped his chest hard, and he let his breath down before asking, "Why is Teacher Jiang here?"

Song Xian said: "I'll go to the editor to get a list, she's eating here."

He Xiaoying said: "Don't bother!" She readily took off the card on her chest: "Swipe mine!"

In the cafeteria, employees can swipe at will, but an employee card is required at the door. Jiang Liuyi took it and smiled: "Thank you."

He Xiaoying quickly waved her hands: "You're welcome, you're welcome!"

What an honor! Jiang Liuyi eats with her card! Tell Wu Ying, Wu Ying is so jealous hahahaha! He Xiaoying watched the two of them leave the office, took out her mobile phone and posted in the group: [Teacher Jiang and Song Xian went to the cafeteria! 】

Needless to say, someone noticed Jiang Liuyi and Song Xian.

Needless to say, Song Xian, colleagues in the new and old issues of the entire magazine know her. The most beautiful flower, from the time she entered the magazine to when she said she was going to get married, has never broken her peach blossoms. There are both men and women. There used to be a A crazy suitor who gave her roses every day, and later Song Xian returned the flowers in person and said to him: "I don't like it, don't send any more."

She is so straightforward and open-minded. Although it is a bit shameless, it is easier for people to like her if she does not hang on to others. It is a bit cold to get along with her. Many people wanted to be friends with her before, but they really can be friends. , very few, so everyone was surprised when they found out that she was married, and they all wondered what kind of fairy.

Later, when they found out that it was Jiang Liuyi, everyone sighed, as it turned out to be a god.

Gods and fairies, how can it be the turn of mortals to object?

In fact, those who had pursued Song Xian in the past knew that her wife was Jiang Liuyi and died down, but after all, they had pursued, and it was impossible not to care at all, so after Song Xian took Jiang Liuyi into the cafeteria, many people glanced at her.

Someone whispered: "Song Xian, Jiang Liuyi..."

There were also whispers: "These two seem to be a good match, the last Weibo incident, Jiang Liuyi's ex-girlfriend, do you know?"

"Yu Bai." Someone lowered their voice: "I know, she was the one in the last interview with Meixiu, she really likes to play tricks!"

Because of Meixiu, everyone mentions Yu Bai with thorns and hates Wu and Wu.

Song Xian and Jiang Liuyi didn't hear these discussions, they went to the window to order two meals, and a voice came from behind Jiang Liuyi: "Teacher Jiang!"

The voice was clear and crisp, joyful and familiar. Song Xian turned his head and saw Ye Yinge standing behind Jiang Liuyi, holding a meal. Jiang Liuyi nodded and said hello: "Director Ye."

Ye Yinge said: "Teacher Jiang hasn't left yet, there are many vacant seats over there, you can sit there."

Jiang Liuyi smiled: "Thank you."

Song Xian had taken a new step to sit in the empty seat, and then Jiang Liuyi sat down, and Ye Yinge also sat down, and she also had a colleague from Tongkan.

That colleague was having dinner with Ye Yinge, and it feels awkward sitting here now, but it's even more embarrassing to let Ye Yinge here alone.

She sat down with a numb scalp, smiled apologetically at Jiang Liuyi, and greeted Song Xian: "Song Xian, long time no see."

Song Xian nodded and said calmly, "Long time no see."

After the four of them sat down, the colleague took a sharp look at the editor-in-chief and several colleagues, and she waved: "Editor-in-chief, here!"

After she finished speaking, she said to the three of them, "I'm going to buy some drinks for everyone."

The editor-in-chief looked over at her greeting, and the colleague beside him said, "It's Teacher Jiang."

Others came to say hello with food when they saw it. Jiang Liuyi quickly surrounded the children's magazine staff, and Song Xian still ate with his head down. The colleague who bought the drink handed the drink to everyone. After sitting down, he felt that the atmosphere was finally gone. So embarrassing.

The editor-in-chief asked Jiang Liuyi if she wanted to set up a separate office for her. This month, she would definitely have to come to meetings frequently. Anyway, the children's magazine has a large space, so it is entirely possible to set up an office for her.

Jiang Liuyi nodded after thinking about it: "Yes."

Ye Yinge said: "That's good, then I'll make arrangements after dinner."

Just arrange it in the office next door to her! Ye Yinge was overjoyed, she looked at Jiang Liuyi while eating, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I heard that you went to Huaixiang last year, didn't you?"

Jiang Liuyi ate slowly, nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'm a nostalgic!" Ye Yinge said, "I don't know if you have gone to the Buddha."

Jiang Liuyi laughed: "No, I follow the team's arrangements."

"Then you can go and see it next time. The scenery there is very famous, especially suitable for people like you who need inspiration at any time. Last time..." Ye Yinge couldn't finish talking, wishing he had to eat and chat with Jiang Liuyi. The editor-in-chief sitting opposite Couldn't stand it anymore, kicked her calf, Ye Yinge looked at the editor-in-chief, and lowered his head to eat.

Song Xian listened to the two talking and eating peacefully, but was thinking, where is Nostalgia?

After the meal, Jiang Liuyi went back with Song Xian, and she wanted to return the card to He Xiaoying, who was answering the phone, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "The day after tomorrow? Hey, okay, okay, where do you say? We can both, In the shed is also fine, or you decide the place."

"In the past, except for Teacher Kong, the others were all in the shed."

"Hey, okay, then it's settled, we'll see you later."

He Xiaoying hung up the phone with a happy face. She is in good spirits when there are happy events. She has had too many happy events recently, and she is in high spirits every day. When Jiang Liuyi handed her the card, she asked casually: "Is there another interview? It's Miss Wenren." ?"

"Ah, yes." He Xiaoying was still thinking about whether she had sent the message, how did Jiang Liuyi know, and then thinking about what Song Xian told Jiang Liuyi, she squinted and smiled: "It's Miss Wenren."

Jiang Liuyi asked again: "The interview the day after tomorrow?"

He Xiaoying nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Liuyi looked at her and said, "Thank you for your card."

He Xiaoying hurriedly waved her hands: "You're welcome!" After she finished speaking, her face turned red, Jiang Liuyi said something to Song Xian and then left, He Xiaoying sat beside Song Xian and groaned: "Your wife is so attractive, I heard that just now The cafeteria is going to be fried."

Have it? Song Xian didn't pay attention, she only thought that Jiang Liuyi and Ye Yinge had a good relationship.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Liuyi sent her a message, saying that she would meet Zhao Yuebai later.

Jiang Liuyi stared at the phone after sending the message. Recently, she could clearly notice the changes in Song Xian. Perhaps it was true as Song Xian said, she was already working hard to sort out her feelings, and began to try to respond to herself.

She likes this kind of response, so she begins to explain the itinerary to Song Xian, and hopes to get a stronger response from Song Xian.

Song Xian felt inexplicably sweet when she saw this sentence, and she typed: 【Got it. 】

Three short words were typed on the chat box, she deleted them again, and then typed: [Be careful on the road. 】

Deleted again.

Finally posted: [I see, be careful on the road. 】

Jiang Liuyi stared at this line of words, pursed her lips and smiled, and also said: 【I'll pick you up after get off work. 】

Song Xian groaned in his heart, but still hit: [Well, good. 】

Putting down the phone, He Xiaoying caught him straight: "Would you like to chat with Mr. Jiang?"

Song Xian nodded: "Yes."

Seeing her calm look, He Xiaoying blurted out teasing words: "Send a message as soon as we parted, and you are not as sticky when you are in love."

Song Xian just glanced at her and didn't reply.

He Xiaoying also suppressed a smile and started to work.

In the afternoon, it was still handover work. Song Xian copied the picture to the new girl, and sat next to her to guide, while the little girl took notes beside her. Just hand over.

She glanced at her watch, it was half an hour before she got off work.

Jiang Liuyi also took out her mobile phone to check the time, saw that there was only half an hour left to get up, Zhao Yuebai opened a new shop, and asked Jiang Liuyi to come over and help, just as she was about to talk about having dinner together, she saw Jiang Liuyi get up , she said: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Liuyi rarely stopped for two seconds, then smiled: "Pick my wife up from get off work."

Zhao Yuebai: ...

Is it great to have a wife?

She shouted helplessly: "Then bring your wife over to have dinner together!"

Jiang Liuyi turned her back and shook her hand, not agreeing.

Zhao Yuebai clicked his tongue.

When Jiang Liuyi drove to the gate of the magazine office just as she was leaving get off work, there was a lot of traffic, she parked the car on the side of the curb, saw Song Xian coming out of it, she lowered the car window, and shouted: "Song Xian!"

Song Xian looked over, and in the crowded car sea, she saw Jiang Liuyi who was smiling at her at a glance. Song Xian's eyes softened unconsciously, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he walked quickly, when someone outside the window called out: " Song Xian?"

She turned her head and saw the editor-in-chief of the children's magazine. Song Xian nodded to greet her, and the editor asked, "How long will it take for you to hand over the work?"

When Jiang Liuyi heard their conversation, she thought of the interview He Xiaoying said, interviewing Wenren Yu the day after tomorrow, and she said to Song Xian: "Why don't you go back to the children's magazine in a few days? Clear up the work in hand."

In a few days? Why is it a few days?

Song Xian glanced at Ye Yinge behind the editor-in-chief after hearing her words, and she said, "I have already handed over my work, and I can come to the children's magazine tomorrow."

The editor-in-chief was surprised: "So fast?"

Song Xian looked calmly: "Yes."

The editor-in-chief smiled: "Okay, see you tomorrow!"

Song Xian nodded, and after the editor-in-chief left, he closed the car window. Jiang Liuyi said, "Song Xian, actually, you don't have to hurry. You can take your time with the handover."

Especially Song Xian is still the backbone of photography, there must be a lot of work to be handed over, and moreover, the interview about Wenren Yu...

Song Xian said: "Don't rush."

She has always been quick to do things, she doesn't have a lot of work on hand, and the little girl handing over is very clever, and she has handed over everything before she gets off work today.

But Jiang Liuyi kept telling her not to come back in a hurry, why?

Song Xian turned his head and asked slightly puzzled: "Don't you want me to go back to the children's magazine?"

"I..." Jiang Liuyi was speechless, how did she come to the conclusion that she didn't want Song Xian to return to the children's magazine? Jiang Liuyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she said: "No, I'm just worried that you are too tired."

Song Xian recovered her expression, she lowered her eyes: "I'm not tired."

Jiang Liuyi turned her head, stretched out her right hand to Song Xian, and said, "Are you tired, let's go to the movies tonight?"

See a movie?

Song Xian turned her head to look at Jiang Liuyi, her eyes fell on her outstretched palm, her fingers were slender and slender, and her veins were clear. A few seconds later, she put her hand on Jiang Liuyi's palm, Jiang Liuyi turned her head, and put Song Xian's Spreading his hands flat, his fingers brushed from the palm of his hand, inserted into Song Xian's fingers, and interlocked with hers.