After sending off the last group of people with Victor, Melinda proposed to leave.

"Let me drive you back." Said Victor, waving the key in his hand. He had drunk a lot tonight, and his face was a little red.

However, Melinda's eyes did not change at all. She still had a smile on her lips. It was the same throughout the night. It did not seem impolite, but it also gave out a sense of alienation.

"For my life, I'd better take a taxi home. You drank a lot tonight. Do you want a designated driver for you?"

Although she didn't drink any wine, she still felt uncomfortable in her stomach and stomach because she drank too much juice. She was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

If she had stayed here all the time, she would have seen that Victor was drunk.

"Don't worry. My apartment is just around here." With a wave of his hand indifferently, Victor took a step ahead and wobbled. Looking at him with her fluttering eyes, she wondered that he was fine?

Finally, with the persuasion of Melinda's heart and soul, eventually, Edgar found a designated driver, but she chose to take the subway.

It was getting late and there was no rush hour at the subway station. Mo Lian sat in her seat with her eyes down, no one knew what she was thinking.

"Forget it. I can't possibly take down one person in a row." She was shocked when he told her that they could be friends. She had seen too many conflicts behind so-called friends over the years, and she always thought that the so-called feelings of those rich people were worthless.

Although she said so, she couldn't help but frown when she thought of his sexual orientation.

Jonas found that he hadn't contacted Melinda for three days, so he got off work early today and went to her company to meet her.

Her job was a typical case that she worked overtime and came off work late. After waiting outside the company for a while, Jonas walked straight inside.

According to the information he collected, he really know which department did Amelia work in. And because of her, he knew a lot about this company. William and other secretaries had once misunderstood that he was going to purchase this small cultural company.

Although he had been known on the news, he was still mysterious in some people of a city. At this time, he was intercepted by the security guards.

"I'm looking for Melinda from the editing department." It was the first time for him to be treated like this. He frowned. If he were in his usual temperament, the two security guards would certainly come to no good end.

But he knew that Melinda didn't like it, so he tried to explain it to the security guard.

The security obeyed the procedures, but he found many people gathering around Jonas unconsciously. Most of them were young and beautiful women.

All of them looked like a deer with red cheeks. The client, Jonas, sat on the sofa in the lobby of the company with a poker face.

"Who is this man? He looks like a model on the magazine. He's so stylish!"

a number. Her voice faintly dissipated in the air. She only said "Giving her a lesson."

Melinda was very busy these two days, refusing the compliments.

Many colleagues in the company were trying to suck up to her, bring her some food or anything she needed. There were so many of them.

She couldn't help but feel a little jealous. If Jonas didn't have the right of inheritance, he could sell his charms to support himself.

"These snacks are enough for me to eat for a month." Maggie said. Although they were not in the same department, they would still have lunch together.

"A few days ago, you said that you wanted to lose weight." Said Melinda. She stirred the food in front of her. The food in the company was very perfunctory and hard to eat.

"Only when you are full will you have the strength to complete this difficult task." Maggie also couldn't eat any more. She put down her chopsticks and heaved a long sigh.

"It seems that I have to go to the temple to pray for mercy. Everything is not going well recently. I am going crazy since the plan has been revised again and again, you know? "Why is the meal so bad? " Maggie supported her chin with her hands and said in a low voice.

Seeing her like this, Melinda touched her somewhat restless hair as a comfort. Then, Melinda seemed to think of something and said with a light beam of light in her eyes, "go to my office. I had some little biscuits yesterday. It's not bad for my stomach."

Maggie agreed with the proposal. In the office, a figure stood in front of the computer, looked sneaky, cursed and left quickly.

Melinda took her snacks to Maggie, and made two cups of milk tea for them. As Maggie teased her, they were to have afternoon tea in advance.

"Melinda, do you have the original copy of the report last time? Can I borrow it from you?"

Maggie bit the chicken curl and spoke in a vague voice. Melinda answered and turned on the computer.

When she opened the computer, she was completely shocked, and even panic.