Shi Yin: [Didn’t you say that he just came to see me...]

Editor Zhao: [No, I’m just kidding, the editor came back within a few minutes, so he might have let it slip.]

Shi Yin: "..."

She carefully put on a series of nude makeup that would be unnoticeable to straight men, found 800 poses, and thought about the lines for her rivalry for 30,000 years.

In the end, the other party just went to pee.

Shi Yin was so damn angry.

With an expressionless face, she slowly exited the chat box with Editor Zhao, returned to the list interface, and clicked on Gu Congli's WeChat.

There were only a few conversations between the two people, and they still stayed at [The message was sent, but the other party rejected it.]

Shi Yin became even more angry.

She thought, she was blocked anyway.

Gu Congli can't see what she says now.

In the editorial department of Yaoguang Society's monthly comic magazine "Red Moon", Editor Zhao waited for a while, but before receiving a reply, he put down his phone a little confused.

It was almost time to get off work, and the atmosphere in the editorial office was relaxed. Gu Congli came out of the conference room with a brown paper bag in his hand.

Editor Zhao tilted his head: "Editor-in-Chief, Teacher Shiyi just asked me about you."

Gu Congli paused slightly, his expression indifferent: "Huh?"

Editor Zhao said honestly: "She seems to have something to do with you. I want to ask you when you are going to see her."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Editor Zhao seemed to see their frosty editor-in-chief's expression soften for a moment.

He seemed to smile a little.

Before Editor Zhao had time to confirm whether he had read it wrong, the cell phone in Gu Congli's pocket rang.

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone, put his fingertips on the screen, paused, and opened WeChat.

In the top dialog box, the avatar is a cat with a flat head as if it has been bumped into a wall. It looks very silly.

Gu Congli stared at the cat for a while, remembering that last week the girl was wearing a plush headband and standing at the door with a confused look on her face, looking at him in a daze, feeling that the cat looked like its owner.

He clicked on the dialog box, entered the other party's information interface, and removed the person from the blacklist.

I don’t know whether it was a close connection or an unparalleled coincidence, but just two seconds later, this person who had just been released from the blacklist and was still unaware of it sent a message with great momentum.

――【Gu Congli is so stupid! Stupid!!!】
Chapter completed!