After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

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The office of the art group is on the third floor, which is converted from a conference hall. Now it is a mess of various drafts and drawings.

This hotel has several meeting rooms. The office location for the art team was originally on the fifth floor, but somehow Zhuang Yan changed it to the third floor.

On one side of the office is a spacious floor-to-ceiling window. Wang Jianjian often goes to the window to see the scenes of people coming and going outside.

In his words, there is a different kind of petty bourgeoisie.

Xie Ning, on the contrary, usually walked around the French windows.

Wang gradually observed for a few days, and then reacted: "Are you afraid of heights?"

Xie Ning smiled embarrassedly: "A little bit, but the third floor is fine."

Wang Jian gradually tweeted, put his hands on his desk, and said with emotion, "I know why Director Zhuang wants to change our office."

Xie Ning didn't pay attention to these things and couldn't understand it for a while.

Wang Jianjian has changed the subject: "I heard that you were ill two days ago?"

"It's just a small cold," Xie Ning said.

Wang Jian gradually glanced at his watch, then at the people in the office in twos and threes, and finally his gaze fell on Xie Ning who was still painting on the paper.

"Do you fight like this when you recover from a serious illness?"

Xie Ning put aside the pen and shook his head: "It's not a serious illness. I didn't come a few days ago, so I just made up the painting."

Wang Jian gradually laughed: "One and two are workaholics. Okay, it's not too early today. Go back early and continue painting tomorrow. You are too late, and Director Zhuang will call to toss me again."

Xie Ning laughed, but he arranged things obediently and went out.

When entering the elevator, he accidentally ran into Sheng Shisong again, and Xie Ning smiled at him.

Sheng Shisong's gaze fell on the drawing board he was holding, and he moved away lightly, and then returned with a smile: "It's such a coincidence, I'm stuck on my face again."

Following Sheng Shisong’s assistant, seeing the two meet each other, he kindly reminded: "We are the elevator going up."

The assistant presumably thought he was going downstairs, but took the wrong elevator.

Xie Ning glanced across the row of buttons, only the number on the top floor was lit.

He calmly said: "I will go upstairs too."

In the assistant's surprised gaze, the elevator stopped on the top floor. Xie Ning slowed them out of the elevator and said goodbye to Sheng Shisong.

There are suites on the top floor, and the entire crew live on this floor.

Sheng Shisong looked at the direction he was leaving and touched his chin.

If he remembers correctly, Zhuang Yan's room seems to be there.

...

When returning to the room, Xie Ning accidentally ran into someone at the door.

She is a woman, she looks young, in her early twenties, but with makeup, it is difficult to judge the true age.

Xie Ning couldn't help but look at her more, not because of her appearance.

In the eyes of the public, she should be regarded as the kind of beauty, but in the eyes of the aesthetically critical Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning, she can only be called average.