s eyes cold as he took in the hand resting on his shoulder. A flicker of darkness passed through his gaze.If it is broken, it will be chaotic. If it is unbroken, it will be orderly.Regardless of wheth...Lin Jinran raised her head and looked at the person. It was an intern who had come in just before her, apparently called Hou Shao, interning in the technology department. 。With a fair androgynous face, a pair of beautiful eyes that looked at her with concern, the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile. 。Wearing a white shirt, jeans, and with a tall and slender figure. 。Like a prince stepped out of a comic book, it's hard to imagine she's a girl if you didn't say so. 。Thank you 。“Lin Jinran thanked lightly.” 。

"Don't " 。Hou Shao didn't mind, idly propping his hand in his pocket and strode towards his office. 。

It seemed to come over, as if it were on the way. 。

Pass by and get some red sugar water

Could it be that she also...

At this moment, the whispers of other colleagues nearby reached her ears, “A girl like her, wanting to be a fake man…” 。"

“No, it couldn't be homosexuality, could it” 。Perhaps. 。"He doesn't even say a word, you'd think he was mute. What kind of person comes in like this" "Technical skills aren't sales, all you need is to know how to use a computer." 。Then Lin Jinran turned towards Hou Shao's direction, not very far away. 。She thought she must have heard it, yet remained unmoved. She was truly too dismissive to even bother with it. 。After drinking the red sugar water given to her by Hou Shao, although her stomach still ached, she didn't know if it was psychological effect, but it did alleviate some of the pain. 。Lin Jinran successfully made it to noon, hurried to buy medicine, took it down, and went to the supermarket again before going to eat. 。After lunch, she didn't want to stay in the office too long. 。Since being appointed by the director to oversee her work and assist Xu Xiaoxiao, she felt that her former colleagues who had always been nice to her were deliberately distancing themselves from her. 。As long as she was present, the heated discussions between colleagues would naturally come to an end. 。Lin Jinran wasn't stupid, he knew this was silent rejection. 。

She was rushing up, she also asked for it. 。All we can hope for is that after this is over, everyone will be able to move on. 。She went straight to the rooftop, basked in the sun, and daydreamed. 。I happened to see a solitary figure leaning on the railing of the rooftop, smoking. 。

A long black fringe hung down, obscuring her eyes and making it impossible to see where she was looking. 。Her slender fingers held a nearly finished cigarette. Through the smoke, she raised her head and looked at Lin Jinyan with indifferent eyes. 。For no apparent reason, Lin Jinran thought of a word: aloof. 。In her memory, Hou Shao had always been a solitary figure, rarely interacting with others. 。But it also made her feel that someone like Mr. Hou seemed to be born with a sense of aloofness, disdainful of interacting with others. 。Hòu Shǎo saw Lín Jìn Rǎn standing at the door motionless. He slightly tilted his head, reached out and snuffed out the cigarette butt in the nearby trash can, then threw it in. 。His gaze drifted across the forest, a faint scan. "Is something the matter"Lin Jinran shook his head and walked towards her, "Thanks for the red sugar water, I feel much better." 。You said so. 。"

“What” Lin Jinran blinked, not understanding what Hou Shao meant. " 。Hou Shao still didn't have much of an expression, "Thank you," 。"

Lin Jinran, “...that, let me introduce myself, I'm Lin Jinran, an intern from the design team" 。As she spoke, she reached out her hand and nervously looked up at Hou Shao, who was a little taller than her. 。Hou Shao's gaze was very faint as he looked down at the pair of white fingers, his voice very light, "I know" 。She didn't move. 。"Oh 。"Lin Jinran felt a bit disappointed and awkwardly wanted to retract her hand." 。 didn't bother guessing Su Han's calculations. He still had a lot of things to deal with. 。He gestured toward the kitchen with his chin, his voice as cold as ice, “There’s fruit and ice cream in the f...