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Chapter 212

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When Liu Zhixing had announced that he would be the chief editor of Team Two, no one had dared to be too enthusiastic. Only Xiao Ye had expressed her excitement. 13579246810

Now, Zhang Chunhua had started to reprimand her. Her words were clearly directed at her.

Qiao Lian bit her lip, anger welling up in her chest.

Xiao Ye lowered her head, trembling as she was reprimanded. She looked very pitiful.

Zhang Chunhua continued, "… You usually like to make a fuss, you're not steady at all! If you have the time to gossip, why don't you practice your writing?! What are you writing? An elementary school composition? I wonder if you even graduated from a prestigious university! "

Xiao Ye's eyes reddened. She quickly retorted, "I —"

"What about you? Did I allow you to speak? You're so young and yet you don't know how to learn from your elders. You're impetuous, impulsive, and easily angered. How can you achieve anything great?! "

Xiao Ye quickly shut her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks silently.

In Team One's office, all the other colleagues held their breaths. No one dared to speak up for her.

Qiao Lian wanted to rush in and reason with Zhang Chunhua, but reason made her stand at the door.

She knew that if she showed even the slightest bit of concern for Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye's future in Team One would be very difficult.

And now she couldn't transfer Xiao Ye from Team One to her own team. She could only bear with it and wait for the right time.

She clenched her fists tightly and finally hung her head, feeling defeated as she returned to the office.

All these years, life had taught her to compromise.

But she felt as though there was a huge lump of cotton stuffed in her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

Just like with Shen Liangchuan.

She hung her head at this thought.

Shen Liangchuan didn't want her to get pregnant, and she herself couldn't get pregnant in the short term. But even if she could, how could she bear his child, knowing full well that he didn't want it, and then leave him be?

But how could she leave him if she didn't have a child?

She rested her chin on her hand and thought about it for the whole day.

At six o 'clock in the evening, Shen Liangchuan's message arrived on her cell phone.

Her expression darkened when she saw the message.

She sat in her seat and sorted out her emotions. Then, she smiled sweetly at the mirror and pretended to get off work happily.

Qiao Lian felt a little guilty as she sneaked downstairs and into his car.

She turned around and saw that he was wearing a mask and sunglasses again. She couldn't help but say, "Actually, you don't have to pick me up from work in the future."

Shen Liangchuan said, "Oh." Then he said, "You know how to drive?"

Qiao Lian replied, "… Yes."

"Do you have a book?"

"No."

"Sign up, I'm going to take the exam."

Qiao Lian paused. "Why?"

"Didn't you say that you don't need me to pick you up?"

Qiao Lian froze when she heard this.

It would take at least two months to get his driver's license.

But judging from Shen Liangchuan's words, it seemed like they would be spending a long time together in the future?

She clenched her fists and lowered her head, her expression suddenly becoming desolate.

Was he planning to rely on her to shut up Auntie Xia Yehua and let her keep acting with him?

But how could she be with a man who had secretly given her a lot of birth control pills?

Thinking of this, she finally couldn't help but say, "There's no need. Anyway … we'll be separated sooner or later."

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