Guarding you in the fleeting years

  "Has the boss gotten married? Does that mean I no longer have a chance?"

  "You're still daydreaming..."

  Nie Zhiyan's foot injury healed quickly, and he was able to jump around everywhere in less than a week. Lu Yiheng was very satisfied with this, and Zhiyan returned to the company to go back to work.

  Sitting in the translator's office chair, Nie Zhiyan thought that she had encountered the same problem as Lu Yiheng.

  Ba Gua doesn't distinguish between men and women, old and young, or the nature of work. Of course, as a magazine staff member, one's sense of smell is naturally a bit more acute than that of ordinary people.

  When an event with a strong rumor nature occurs in a group of people with keen sense of smell, the event will spread rapidly at the speed of six flying heavens.

  Miss Nie suddenly realized that she was in an environment where secrets could no longer be hidden.

  "When will you guys have your wedding ceremony?"

  Nie Zhiyan's words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't even count how many times today she had been asked about her marriage. She forced a smile and replied, "I don't know either!"

  The person next to her had love bubbles popping out of their eyes, ignoring Miss Nie's distress, "Zhiyan, how did you pursue Lu Yiheng? Was it by being overly clingy and deceitful?"

  "Yes, died entangled, cheated and deceived." He didn't notice what she said at all, responded along with her words, and quickly translated a few sentences on the page.

  "Come on, you're kidding me, right? Is Lu Yiheng that easy to pursue?" The woman said indignantly...

  Another male colleague chimed in: "Zhao Yanan, aren't you already dating someone? Why are you concerned about other people's relationships?"

  A woman named Zhao Yanan hummed and said, "I care about colleagues, do you have any opinions?"

  That male colleague laughed a few times and said, "I think you're trying to undermine me?"

  Nie Zhiyan finally finished translating the last sentence, shut down the computer, took out his phone and sent a condemning text message: "Lu Da lawyer, what kind of ring did you buy? The size is too small, how can I take it off after wearing it?"

  Lu Yiheng saw the message and raised an eyebrow, reluctantly responding with three words and a question mark, "Take it down?"

  Miss Nie opened her mobile phone and knew that Lu Yiheng was sulking. She replied: I've been asked about marriage all day, it's all because of the ring!

  It had been a long time since she received a reply, Nie Zhiyan handed over the translated materials to the editing room and returned to the office to pack up her things when her phone vibrated again. She took it out and looked at it.

  Lu Yiheng: I am at your company's entrance.

  She rushed to the window and looked down, but she didn't see that person after a long time. Her phone rang, she answered it, "Didn't you say you were at our company entrance? Where are you? I don't see you."

  "Here."

  Behind him and on the phone, voices came simultaneously, Nie Zhiyan turned back incredulously, at the office door, apart from Lu Yiheng, there were several colleagues who were eager to gossip and watch the show.

  He stood there looking at her, his figure tall and slender, a smile in his eyes. "I've come to take you home," he said.

  One minute later.

  Miss Jie sat in the passenger seat, staring at the man driving leisurely beside her with an extraterrestrial gaze, "How did you deceive Comrade Xiang Mei to bring you in?"

  It was she who took me in on her own initiative.

  "How is it possible," Miss Nie disbelieved, "are you very familiar with each other?"

  Lu Yi Heng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and smiled: "She knows me, I don't know her, is that considered very familiar?"