As soon as he heard Sister Luo’s voice, Ding Wan felt a headache.

Why hasn't this woman left yet? Or is it that everyone deliberately wants to go against her today?

"Sorry, I'm not used to letting others take me back. If I can do it myself, I won't bother you." Ding Wan expressed his rejection politely.

But Zhao Xiaoguang blocked her and didn't move.

Sister Luo, wearing a big red dress, walked over with a lovely step and said with a smile: "Ding Wan, Xiao Zhao is kind enough, so don't refuse. An elderly woman like me, who wants to let others give her away, doesn't have the chance to give her away. And it's raining outside so heavily now, how do you go back alone?"

Ding Wan didn't want to talk to this woman, but she was not tactful and was there endlessly.

However, she didn't believe that Sister Luo would be so kind. This woman was trying so hard to convince her to go with Zhao Xiaoguang, and she was probably making some tricks.

Thinking of this, Ding Wan's attitude became firmer again and refused righteously: "It's really no need. I'll see the rain will stop later. I'll go back by myself. I won't bother you anymore."

"But..." Zhao Xiaoguang wanted to say something else.

A gust of wind blew over, mixed with the fierce raindrops plunged on Ding Wan. She subconsciously hid back, but her back was in a warm embrace.

Before Ding Wan could react, he heard a familiar and gentle voice coming from above his head: "I didn't expect you to care about your new colleagues so much, which made me very relieved, but I won't bother you with her."

Seeing the visitor, Zhao Xiaoguang and Sister Luo's TV changed, especially Sister Luo, who had left some bad impressions on Ou Jue before, and now she was so scared that she didn't dare to say a word.

As for Zhao Xiaoguang, he didn't believe the rumors outside, but the moment he saw Ou Jue, his face instantly became complicated.

Ding Wan raised his head in surprise and indeed saw that the person standing behind him was Ou Jue.

She shouted in surprise: "Brother Ou Jue, why are you here?"

This intimate title was like a heavy blow that hit Sister Luo and Zhao Xiaoguang. Both of them lowered their heads and their faces changed a little.

Ou Jue didn't even bother to give them a look, so he directly held Ding Wan's hand: "I'll pick you up, let's go, let's go home."

"Yeah!" Ding Wan nodded happily and stood obediently under Ou Jue's umbrella. The scene of the two people walking side by side was so beautiful and harmonious in the rain.

It was not until the powerful pressure disappeared that Sister Luo finally let out a long breath. She looked up and Ding Wan sat elegantly into the luxury car under the care of the boss.

A stream of jealousy that was indescribable and unknown spread in my heart again, especially when I heard Ou Jue's words and went home together, Sister Luo felt even more uncomfortable.

She glanced at Zhao Xiaoguang who was standing beside her silly and mean, and her tone was sarcastic and mean: "Xiao Zhao, you should have seen it this time. The boss is not ordinary to Ding Wan, and did you hear the conversation they had just now? One called brother and the other said to go home together. Isn't this clearly living together? No wonder why people like you, a small employee?"

Every time she said something, Zhao Xiaoguang's face looked a little ugly, not because he was insulted, but because he was so sure that Ding Wan was definitely not such a person.

But in the face of facts, his confidence seemed to be slapped in the face.

Sister Luo got some sense of pleasure from the painful expression on his face and plucked her hair gracefully: "Forget it, I want to ask you for nothing, even if you fight for eight lifetimes, you will never be able to catch a woman as beautiful as Ding Wan. I advise you to calm down. If the boss knows, be careful that your job will not be guaranteed."

Yu became smaller for no reason. Sister Luo looked up at the sky and said to herself: "It finally stopped. It's time for me to go back, Xiao Zhao, think about it yourself."

She patted Zhao Xiaoguang's arm earnestly, and then left without hesitation.

Zhao Xiaoguang, who was standing there, turned from green to purple, and finally turned around and left in a daze.

However, every step he took seemed very heavy, as if he was filled with endless pressure and disappointment.

At this time, Ding Wan also felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit unusual. Since getting on the car, Ou Jue said nothing, and the air was a bit scary.

She opened her mouth and tried to ease the awkward atmosphere: "Brother Ou Jue, fortunately you came here to pick me up today, otherwise I might have to go back in the rain."

"How could that happen? Isn't someone waiting to send you off?" Ou Jue glanced at her with a smile, and he didn't even notice the sourness in his tone.

For some reason, when he saw Zhao Xiaoguang standing in front of Ding Wan, he felt an unprecedented jealousy in his heart, as if his belongings were being missed by others.

This feeling is so unpleasant that the colors of Ou Jue are not very good-looking until now.

Ding Wan was stunned by his words, and looked at him with big eyes flashing: "Brother Ou Jue, are you jealous?"

Ou Jue's mouth twitched, and the conditioned reflex spoke and retorted: "I think you're thinking too much, what's so jealous about me?"

Ding Wan looked disbelief: "It would be strange if you weren't jealous. Your tone just now was so sour, as if I and that Zhao... Zhao Xiaoguang were like, and you said you weren't jealous?"

Ou Jue, who was always macho, was a little embarrassed, and his gray-brown eyes kept turning, but he refused to look at the person sitting next to him.

Ding Wan suddenly became interested, and suddenly stretched out his hand without warning, held his face directly, and forcibly fixed his gaze: "Brother Ou Jue, tell me, were you jealous just now?"

Rouer's tender little hands touched his cheeks, and the cold feeling made Ou Jue's heart tremble unconsciously.

His eyes gradually became deeper, his voice was hoarse and sexy: "What do you want to hear? Do you want me to be jealous or not?"

This move is the main thing, coupled with his flirting voice, which is simply a walking hormone. How could Ding Wan be his opponent?

A small heart suddenly felt a thump, and even the temperature on his hands became hot, and he wanted to withdraw his hand awkwardly.

However, at this moment, Ou Jue's big rise directly wrapped around her little hand and approached a few points: "You haven't answered my question just now."
Chapter completed!