Office love affairs: beautiful boss fall in love with me

As Wu Qianqian started, she fastened her seat belt. As soon as Huang Xing gritted her teeth, she thought that in order to uncover the mystery, she would simply look at it. So he fastened his seat belt.

The car stopped in front of a beautifully decorated coffee house.

Wu Qianqian did not know where to find a thin velvet hat, put it on her head, straightened her sunglasses, and followed Huang Xing's side.

The box is small but elegantly decorated.

Wu Qianqian took off her hat and put her sunglasses on the small square table.

The steaming coffee is filled with a mysterious smell. The aroma of coffee and the perfume of Wu Qianqian's body were mixed with each other and gathered into a special aroma, which made the whole house drunk.

It's funny, clear and mysterious.

Wu Qianqian shook her hair and smiled mysteriously. The two dimples on her cheeks were so sexy and pleasant.

Huang Xing shook the coffee cup, felt it too hot, and put it back on the table. Wu Qianqian holds a coffee cup in her hands. It seems a little cold. She wants to borrow a coffee cup to warm her hands.

Huang Xing took the lead in breaking the silence and said: Why did you ask me out?

Wu Qianqian sighed and blinked strangely: it seems that you really don't remember me!

Huang Xing was stunned and said with a bitter smile: did we know each other before and know each other very well?

Wu Qianqian raised her head, tilted her mouth and turned her eyes slightly, as if searching for some important fragments from her memory. She stretched out a hand and paused in the air, then nodded unnaturally: Well, I'll tell you a story, a very sad and beautiful love story.

Huang Xing was even more confused and couldn't help asking: does it have anything to do with me?

Wu Qianqian said, listen first.

Huang Xing nodded and said, well, I'm listening.

Wu Qianqian's expression became more and more dignified, opened her lips and said: you must remember that when you were in high school, there was a female classmate named Wu Yawen?

Huang Xing was surprised: ah... Why, do you know her? What's your relationship?

Wu Qianqian smiled calmly, but did not directly answer Huang Xing's questions, but continued: Wu Yawen is one level lower than you. She is a liberal arts girl. She wears a pair of light colored myopia glasses. She is silly, dull and introverted

While listening to her, Huang Xing searched for many details about Wu Yawen in his mind, but he really can't imagine what Wu Qianqian meant when she moved out of Wu Yawen?

In fact, in Huang Xing's impression, Wu Yawen is a shy and ordinary little girl. She is not tall, her body is not amazing, and her appearance is not surprising. If Wu Qianqian hadn't suddenly mentioned her, he might not consciously associate with that ordinary female classmate all his life.

But there is no doubt that the girl once had a mysterious but low-key entanglement with Huang Xing.

And this kind of entanglement, because Wu Yawen's excessive ordinary, let Huang Xing disdain at all.

While thinking, Wu Qianqian continued: at that time, you were a great talent of the school and often published articles in the school journal. You also practice sports well, especially basketball. The school journal is published once a month, and Wu Yawen must read each issue. You play basketball on the basketball court every day in your extracurricular activities. Wu Yawen also likes to stand quietly and watch you, cheering for you silently in her heart. When you were in the third year of senior high school, you published a lyric essay in the school journal, which made Wu Yawen cry. She thought you were a very emotional person. She read your joys and sorrows between the lines. She adored you more and more, envied you and liked you. She thought she knew you, so she wrote a letter of 3000 words with hope and asked sister Chen in the infirmary to hand it over to you. From then on, she waited and waited, but she didn't wait for your reply until you graduated.

Listen, Huang Xing is more and more shocked.

Huang Xing did have this impression in his mind.

In fact, I was still young at that time. Because I often published articles in school journals, I was deeply loved by some literary and artistic young women. Even a few ignorant girls contacted and communicated with themselves by writing notes. At that time, boys and girls were somewhat reserved and generally did not express themselves in words openly. Even for classmates, letters were also an essential communication tool. Huang Xing can hardly remember how many love notes girls have received. At that time, I was also very introverted and seldom interacted with girls. In fact, Wu Yawen is just the most unobtrusive of several ignorant girls. Therefore, after receiving her note, Huang Xing has no desire to reply or communicate at all.

But this experience was described by Wu Qianqian, but it seemed very strange.

Huang Xing wanted to ask for details, but Wu Qianqian immediately said: this can be regarded as Wu Yawen's first love. Very sour and astringent. She did well in school, but she neglected her studies because she paid too much attention to you, and she stayed in grade one in senior three

Hearing this, Huang Xing felt inexplicably sorry. I didn't expect that my casual indifference could cause so much harm to a girl.

Huang Xing couldn't help asking: Well, you know, what is Wu Yawen doing now?

Wu Qianqian stared at Huang Xing: I wonder why you didn't reply to Wu Yawen at that time? Have you ever felt a little regret when you think of her in the years after your graduation?

Huang Xing felt puzzled and asked: host Wu, I'm very confused. What is your relationship with Wu Yawen? sisters? Fellow townsman? Or relatives? Another thing is, we didn't know each other before. How can you recognize me at a glance?

Wu Qianqian shook her head slightly and continued to stare at Huang Xing: who do you think is more beautiful than Wu Yawen?

Huang Xing said with a wry smile: do you think it's meaningful to compare your appearance with her? She is actually a very ordinary girl.

Wu Qianqian asked: Oh? So you mean, I'm prettier than her?

be rather baffling!

Yellow star frowned: Yes. You are more beautiful than her. But what's the point?

Wu Qianqian stressed: it is of great significance. Let me ask you again. If I had written you a note instead of Wu Yawen, would you reply to me?

Huang Xing touched his forehead and felt that Wu Qianqian was becoming more and more unreliable.

Where is this?

Weird.

Strangely weird.

Wu Qianqian stroked her hair in a different way and smiled with a tangled smile.

Huang Xing repeatedly asked: tell me, what is the relationship between you and Wu Yawen?

Wu Qianqian raised her eyebrows and said: do you really want to know?

Huang Xing nodded slightly.

Wu Qianqian turned the topic back: I can tell you about Wu Yawen. But you have to answer my question.

Huang Xing said with a bitter smile: don't you think your question is too boring?

Wu Qianqian shook her head: I don't think so. At least.

Huang Xing reached out and stroked his hair to promote blood circulation in the brain.

Wu Qianqian urged: answer me.

Huang Xing said perfunctorily: maybe, maybe not. Are you satisfied with this answer?

Wu Qianqian smiled calmly, but suddenly reached for the Kun bag on one side, opened the zipper and touched a beautiful lady's purse.

The authentic ostrich skin Kun bag has three concave letters: YKK printed on the zipper.

The authentic Python Skin Wallet and luxurious atmosphere appropriately set off Wu Qianqian's nobility and mystery.

Wu Qianqian opened her wallet and took out something by surprise.

Huang Xing was stunned!

On the ID card taken out by Wu Qianqian, three bold black words are clear: Wu Yawen.

Huang Xing rubbed his eyes to make sure he was right.

But he really did not dare to connect the proud, cool, mysterious and noble hostess in front of him with the cowardly, ordinary and introverted Wu Yawen.

Look at the head picture on the ID card, just like the combination of Wu Yawen and Wu Qianqian. From this photo, you can barely see a trace of Wu Yawen's shadow.

Huang Xing was immediately blindfolded and stared for a long time at a loss and did not dare to imagine.

Until Wu Qianqian takes back her ID card.

Huang Xing hesitated and asked: are you really Wu Yawen?

Wu Qianqian closed her wallet, carried it in her hand and drew a beautiful arc in the air: such as fake change. I'm the stupid girl. Wu Yawen. Wu Qianqian is a stage name I took after I graduated from college.

For a time, Huang Xing's heart was full of five flavors. pleasantly surprised? Surprise? alarmed?

The complex state of mind made Huang Xing confused. He blurted out a question: did you go to Korea to have a look?

As soon as he spoke, Huang Xing thought it was too impolite. Let's beautify this sentence as a humorous sentence, but this atmosphere is really not suitable for this heavy taste joke.

But Wu Qianqian was not angry. She said sarcastically: when a woman is eighteen, she becomes more and more beautiful. But it seems that you haven't changed much. I recognized you at a glance just now.

Huang Xing looked carefully at the elegant hostess in front of her. Her beauty, fit makeup and great achievements in the hosting industry can't be connected with the introverted and ordinary little girl at the beginning. Although, it is almost irrefutable now.

What's the matter, old classmate? Wu Qianqian sees Huang Xing's hesitation and stupidity, like deliberately breaking zombies.

Huang Xing said, you, change, change too much.

Wu Qianqian tilted her beautiful little head and stressed: I really didn't go to Korea to have a look. No, no, no, not anywhere. I'm an authentic original.

In fact, at this moment, Wu Qianqian and Huang Xing have their own state of mind.

For Wu Qianqian, Huang Xing has always been a green memory in her heart. Although his career is at its peak now, men who are hundreds of times better than Huang Xing can form a strengthened platoon and pay attention around him. But that green and astringent girlhood, that ignorant and sour first love, and the boy who opened his heart of youth, are forever engraved in his heart. Now, I am mature and steady. I am no longer shy and introverted. At the moment of encountering Huang Xing, she seemed to have suddenly crossed back to high school.

It's true that women are naturally vain. Wu Yawen, who worshipped Huang Xing as her idol, can finally face Huang Xing from a commanding position at this moment. This may not only be to get rid of the knot in his youth, but also to make Huang Xing deeply regret that he didn't cherish himself at that time. It is not a myth that a sparrow becomes a Phoenix. When the lonely sparrow flies to the high branches of the tree and is noticed by the public, everything she has lost or missed is destined to become the regret of others.

For Huang Xing, time has changed, stars have changed, the sky is still the sky, but people are changing every day. Wu Yawen's earth shaking changes in appearance and character really make Huang Xing a little sad and happy. It may be hypocritical to say that there is no regret. But to some extent, Huang Xing is proud of Wu Yawen's amazing change. Imagine that an ace hostess who has a certain influence and cognitive power in the whole province and even the whole country is actually her classmate in high school and once was her loyal follower, which is undoubtedly an exciting blessing.