"Impossible! It's impossible it's her."

The sun comes out from the west, and it is impossible for Yu Yao to come out.

Su Moyan's impression of Yu Yao, in one sentence, is a woman who buttons the first shirt and buttons, and she wants to cover her ankles in a skirt. If you want to say that Yu Yao is cold, Su Moyan still believes it.

"Do you know her?!"

Su Moyan glanced at the business card on the dining table, and his fingertips were placed on Yu Yao's name, "The business card belongs to my boss. Manman has seen it, the female devil. But..."

As soon as she talked about the female devil, Mingman understood it in a second. Before Su Moyan finished speaking, she sighed, "It turned out to be her, I really can't see her..."

"She is your boss?" Bo Anqi looked at the business card carefully. Even if she digs three feet into the ground, she would still find out the person who slept with her last night. She went to bed with the woman in a daze, but she was still the one who got on her.

The more she thought about it, the more unbalanced Bo Anqi felt. She became more angry. When she woke up in the morning, the man disappeared without even calling him. To put it bluntly, Bo Anqi felt like she had been "for free".

"If you take advantage of it, you will run away. How can you do such a good thing?" Bo Anqi became more and more excited. He picked up his cell phone and called the phone on his business card regardless of the tide. "If you dare to sleep with me, you will have to sleep with her even if you don't."

Bo Anqi is 175 tall. Since she was in school, she has been recognized as "simple mind and well-developed limbs" in the class. She must not suffer any loss. In everything, this is her principle.

"Hey..." Su Moyan almost took Bo Anqi's mobile phone, "A business card cannot mean anything. It may not be himself. It is normal to carry someone else's business card."

Su Moyan was quite calm. Besides, she felt that Yu Yao was not the kind of casual person, and it was even more impossible to be with women.

"Yes, you just hit me like that, what did you say?" Mingman also agreed with Su Moyan's statement, "Besides, what else can you do if she pretends to be stupid and refuses to admit it?"

After being told, Bo Anqi thought it made sense, "What should I do? I can't let her take advantage of it..."

"Did you not see people clearly at all?" Mingman asked her, "You always have an impression of tall, short, fat, thin?"

After Mingman's reminder, Bo Anqi thought about the scene of last night.

"I didn't see clearly, and I couldn't remember it even if I saw it clearly. I was so drunk at that time. The next day when I woke up, she left without even saying hello..." With a little vague memory, Bo Anqi felt that the other party was good-looking, and she continued, "I feel... quite beautiful, about the same height as Yanyan, and long hair, I probably think this is what I think..."

As he said that, Bo Anqi gestured on Su Moyan's arm with his hands.

"Also, the figure is really good, it should be a C cup." Bo Anqi began to think about the details of last night, and was completely confused. When the two of them lay on the bed and took off their clothes, she didn't want to refuse at all. It was natural that those things happened.

Mingman asked naively: "How do you know?"

"You can take it out after taking off your clothes."

"..." Mingman said he didn't want to listen to the details.

"The perfume is also very tasty. I remember that one, it's hard to buy..." Bo Anqi is very knowledgeable about perfume, especially some niche fragrances. She generally has no good feelings for women who smelt street fragrance.

Mingman felt that Bo Anqi was still enjoying what happened last night.

Su Moyan frowned because what Bo Anqi described basically matched Yu Yao every point.

After saying this, Mingman asked Su Moyan who was drinking tea, "Yanyan, do you think it's her?"

Su Moyan was confused at this time, but he still couldn't believe it by putting these into Yu Yao's face, "It shouldn't be."

"It's not impossible." Mingman heard Bo Anqi's description and felt that it was a bit similar to Yu Yao he met that day. Because she was a beauty, she looked at her a few more times, "I think it's a bit like it."

"Yanyan, go and ask me." Bo Anqi grabbed Su Moyan's hand.

Su Moyan shook her hand away and felt that she was crazy, "You ask me about this kind of thing?"

"I didn't ask you directly, you said ￥#%&@..." Bo Anqi was rarely smart. After saying that, she looked at Su Moyan with a begging gaze, "...What was going on last night? She must give me an explanation, right?"

"I understand." Su Moyan pushed her away with disgust.

At 8:50 in the morning, Su Moyan was waiting for the elevator as usual.

From floor B1 to floor B, Ding, the elevator door is opened.

Su Moyan was the first to walk in and happened to meet Yu Yao who had just come up from the garage. She was wearing a light-colored shirt and wide-leg trousers, and she still had a cool and cold temperament of "not to be close to anyone else".

Yu Yao naturally saw Su Moyan, but Su Moyan did not say hello to her, but slowly stood to another corner of the elevator. Their relationship seemed to be back when they first met.

As the elevator went up, fewer people in the elevator gradually became until only the two of them were left.

Yu Yao walked out of the elevator first, then stopped. When Su Moyan walked to her, she asked softly, "Is it so unhappy to be my assistant?"

"No." Su Moyan raised her head. When she saw Yu Yao's face, she remembered what Bo Anqi said yesterday.

"I'm in a bad mood?" Yu Yao asked again.

Mr. Yu rarely takes this initiative, but Su Moyan didn't give him face and just shook his head perfunctorily.

"Stop!" There was a sudden commotion behind him.

As soon as Su Moyan turned around, he was hit hard by a man. Because of inertia, he threw himself on Yu Yao again. Seeing that she could not stand steadily, Yu Yao subconsciously hugged her...

The man rushed into the stairwell like a rat crossing the street, and then several security personnel chased after him, judging that they were catching people.

Su Moyan pressed her intimately on Yu Yao for the third time, lowering her head slightly, and just smelling the fragrance between her neck, which was different from the last time.

Yu Yao can use perfume, but she likes the taste of light and scent, and people who don’t get close to her will hardly notice it.

Su Moyan stood firm and took a step back.

If she wasn't sure if it was Yu Yao yesterday, then now, she could be sure that the one who was with Bo Anqi was Mr. Yu.

Even the perfume is the same, Su Moyan doesn't think it's a coincidence. This perfume is too niche.

Height, figure, and hair, and perfume, if it is a coincidence, it is probably less than one percent chance.

The two walked into the office one after another.

"Mr. Yu." Su Moyan called out to Yu Yao.

"Um?"

"Are you at Hotel Y on Saturday night?"

Yu Yao was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Su Moyan said naturally, "I seem to see you."

"It's there." Yu Yao replied casually.

Su Moyan stood there and felt a little disappointed? It doesn’t count. What kind of person Yu Yao is? What kind of person has anything to do with her, but she feels like she can’t tell.

People have many faces, not to mention how long she has known Yu Yao for so long, it is not considered to be aware of her.

"Is there anything?" Yu Yao saw that she had been standing at her desk and was thinking absent-mindedly.

Su Moyan took the notebook directly on the table, turned on a page casually, and wrote a string of numbers on it with a pen, which was Bo Anqi's number. "She is looking for you, please contact her yourself."

"Who?" Yu Yao looked at the number on the paper.

"That night... that, do you understand?"

"Tell me clearly."

Still pretending, Su Moyan couldn't hold it in. She looked at Yu Yao's face, "Mr. Yu, I dare not be interested in your private life, but you... after you slept with my best friend, you have to give me an explanation, right?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Forget it if I don't understand, I just didn't expect it," Su Moyan sneered and said what he said in his heart, "Yu is such a casual person."

Anyone? Yu Yao listened, his face was not very good.

"Mr. Yu," Secretary Yao knocked on the door and reported to Yu Yao, "Mr. Li is here."

"I'll go there right away." Yu Yao glared at Su Moyan again, not knowing what tricks she wanted to play. "If there is a misunderstanding, we will explain clearly after get off work. Now it is working hours, not for you to make unreasonable trouble. Su Moyan, you are not young, so you must be responsible for your words and deeds."

"You told me to be responsible? Yu Yao, you are not qualified."

The chaos in private life is someone else's business, but Su Moyan has always hated such people.

"Let's talk about it after get off work." Yu Yao threw down four words and left first.

I have known her for so many days, and this seems to be the most annoying time for Yu Yao, but Su Moyan believes it was her.

Yu Yao went out today and didn't return to the company for a day. Only Su Moyan was left in the office.

"I've confirmed it." Su Moyan called Bo Anqi, "It's her."

"I'll come to find her after the shooting!" If it weren't for the shooting, Bo Anqi would have wanted to find this person now.

At around 4 pm, after the shooting was over, Bo Anqi suddenly received a call from the hotel staff.

"Is it Miss Bo?"

"yes."

"Your wallet has dropped, here we are."

The wallet fell off? Bo Anqi flipped through his handbag, and the wallet did disappear. He never noticed his misfortune. He didn't know when he could change it. "Yes, I'll come here to get it now."

Half an hour later, Bo Anqi rushed to the hotel and contacted the previous staff.

"Come with me." The waiter took Bo Anqi to the elevator.

When I reached the 39th floor of the hotel, Bo Anqi looked at the room number in front of me, 3902, which was her previous room number.

"Why are you here?"

"Return your wallet back...you will know later." The waiter smiled, not knowing how to explain.

The waiter rang the doorbell, and after a few seconds, the door opened.
To be continued...