What is the mentality of a man?

Lin Fanyue really doesn't understand.

But that doesn't stop her from being praised as pretty and cute.

Although she knew Song Qingrui was trying to comfort her, she still felt much better.

Of course, the WeChat reply said something else: [Forget it, you who like men, how can you understand what those men think.]

Song Qingrui: ["Anger" Am I not a man anymore? 】

Lin Fanyue thought of his appearance that morning and smiled "poof".

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door, and the secretary came in with a takeaway, "Ms. Lin, the mutton noodles you ordered are here..."

"When did I order mutton noodles?" Just after Lin Fanyue finished speaking, Song Qingrui sent another message: [The mutton noodles promised to you yesterday have arrived...]

Her pupils opened slightly.

Yesterday, she thought he was just joking, but she didn't expect...

The secretary was surprised and said: "Didn't you order it? But the delivery boy said it was yours."

After a pause, he suddenly joked ambiguously, "It couldn't have been sent by some rich and handsome man who has a crush on you. I've heard flowers and jewelry given as gifts before. This is the first time I've heard of mutton meal. It's so heart-warming."

Lin Fanyue was embarrassed, but her self-esteem had just been bruised by Song Rong. At this time, she still felt a little proud.

Well, although she had just been divorced, people outside would not say it openly, but there must have been discussions in private. She could imagine that those people must say that she was beautiful, and it didn’t matter that her family had money.

It's not about being abandoned by a man.

Most people on the Internet scolded Song Rongshi, but a small number of people were also mocking her.

She actually saw it all, but could only pretend to ignore it.

A bowl of mutton noodles is not expensive, but it gives her face.

"You...bring it over," Lin Fanyue asked her to put it on the table.

After the secretary left, she opened the mutton noodles. It was very fragrant, with a layer of spicy oil and mutton slices floating on it. Although she had breakfast in the morning, the food she ate at the Presidential Palace was light. Looking at it now, she still felt like

eat.

She took a bite and found that the noodles were not soaked at all.

She was so surprised that she sent a WeChat message to Song Qingrui: "The canteen of your workplace is far away from me. How do you make the noodles look as fresh as they come out of the pot?"

Song Qingrui: [Haha, stupid, of course it’s not from our canteen, it’s from a mutton noodle restaurant near your company. I made a reservation for takeout and paid twice as much to have it delivered as soon as possible. ]

Song Qingrui:【Are you feeling better?】

Lin Fanyue:【Thank you.】

It feels so good to have someone who cares about you in every possible way.

...

Half past five in the afternoon.

After the data results for a set of materials came out, Lin Fanyue took off her white coat and walked out of the laboratory door with her colleagues.

As soon as I entered the password, the door opened, and I saw an elegant and tall figure outside.

Song Qingrui was wearing a dark coat, with a gentle and elegant temperament standing in the warm winter sun, showing a somewhat indifferent and refined temperament.

Seeing her come out, he showed her a bright smile.

The colleagues around me are all around thirty years old, and they can't help but be surprised.

The intern even joked: "Teacher Lin, your boyfriend has come to pick you up from get off work?"

"I wish I had such a handsome boyfriend." Lin Fanyue smiled and blinked, "My brother."


Chapter completed!