Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Going home until late at night, Fang He accompanied her to ask the VIPs who were the same as the 36 tables, but because of the privacy of the guests, they did not get an answer.

I took a shower and didn't have any sleepiness. There have been too many things happening recently, so she can't calm down and think.

There is only one question in my mind. Since He Jinnian is back, why not come to her?

There is only one answer that she thinks is most likely, but the most unwilling to admit it.

He has someone he likes, even if he already has his own family.

However, the degree of goodwill has not decreased...

[In the case where the host has completed any, there is a certain possibility that the degree of goodwill will not change. 】

? !

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

Luo Dust repeatedly asked the system three times, the system did not respond, she knew that it was deliberately pretending to die.

Somehow, the deliberate death of the system made her mood less depressed.

Because, to some extent, she understands her system.

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The next day.

Luo Ding wearing a black Versace limited edition of the West, the long hair of the pear roll with a crown hairpin.

In the LV classic bag, there are two pieces of paper, which are derived from her resignation letter and have an absolute literary resignation letter.

At the moment she walked into the company, she felt that she had attracted the attention of countless people.

Suddenly I felt that time had returned to three years ago. At A, she was the department of the computer department, and the boy... was the school grass.

Over time, she has become the editor-in-chief of a magazine. The person who can be above her position is not the original boy.

But a person she hates...

"Master, do you want this equipment today? Queen Fan!" Her ‘Chief Big Disciple’ came over and followed her, and followed her pace as she followed.

"As the saying goes, the loser can't lose!" Luo Ding touched the diamond earrings on his ear and said: "The kind of person can be the editor-in-chief, I can be the chairman!"

In the past, Luo may not understand the idiom meaning of ‘一语成谶’, and she understood it after today.

"叮", the elevator door opened, Luo Ding first went in, slightly decapitated, watching Lin Biao running toward the elevator door outside the door, without saying anything, the elevator door pressed the close button.

It was so that Lin Biao had been in the office for fifteen minutes, and when she first entered the office, she rushed straight into the dusty office.

The momentum, scared the entire hall instantly into a dead silence.

"Luo Dust, what do you mean?" Lin Biao directly pushed the door, even the most basic number of rituals have been ignored, directly named her name with the surname, it is like this time she is already her The same as the boss.

The dust in the office was leaning against the sofa and chatting with Xiaoman. Although Lin Biao rushed in, the sound was loud, but she was not shocked.

Luo sipped a cup of coffee, and his right hand habitually tapped on the sofa twice: "Just? What? Just now?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Lin Biao saw her look at herself in a leisurely manner, pointing her more angry at her: "You obviously saw me running to the elevator, it was so empty, but you just pressed the button to close the door. Are you deliberate!"

"Yeah!" Luo dusted his eyebrows and lifted his eyes. He smiled and said: "I just deliberate!"