Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 438

I simply turned to look at Abbie and asked word by word, "Where did I pretend?"

Abbie sized me up from head to toe and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Look at you from head to toe. According to your appearance, you're already getting old by the time you think about the hidden rules. What should we do?"

"But someone likes it. Are you relying on your little advantage?"

As she spoke, the corners of Abbie's mouth curled into a smug and mocking smile.

She seemed to be waiting for me to get angry, waiting for me to get angry, but I didn't understand why she wanted me to get angry. Since she wanted me to get angry, I had to keep calm for her.

I gave her a signature smile and said softly, "Manager Ling, if you need an old man in the future, you can also let me know. After all, I know best about the situation in the whole company."

"You!" Abbie glared at me before laughing.

When I heard her laughter, I felt that there was nothing good about it, but I couldn’t do anything wrong with her, so I could only be on guard.

"There's no point in telling me these things here. I wanted to get angry and give you a good treatment, but since you're already pitiful enough, there's nothing to be angry about," Abbie said proudly.

I didn't quite understand what he meant, but I still said perfunctorily, "Thank you, Manager Ling."

After I finished speaking, I quickly left, lest Abbie's brain spasmed and she kept me here.

Halfway through the journey, Abbie suddenly called out to me from behind. I stopped in my tracks speechlessly, turned to look at her, and asked with a smile, "Manager Ling, is there anything else?"

"I advise you to make up your mind, or else this game won't be fun," Abbie said as she winked at me before slowly leaving.

"He left me behind to say a bunch of things for no reason. Before he left, he told me something that I couldn't figure out. When did Abbie become so calm that she wouldn't tell me about it?"

Although he was depressed, he still had to go to work.

Although I was also very depressed, I didn't feel anything after being depressed for so many times. At most, I would feel uneasy at the beginning, but I almost couldn't remember what happened later.

I devoted myself to my work in the morning. It was not until lunch break that I had time to have a good rest.

She had intended to go to the tea room to make a cup of coffee, but before she walked in, she heard someone talking inside.

The woman said, "This is the lunch I prepared for you. Have a try."

The man said, "There's food in the company. Why did you prepare it for me?"

The woman said shyly, "Although there is food in the canteen, after eating for a long time, you won't have an appetite. I want to change your taste."

The man accepted it. "You are really capable. You can cook by yourself."

I didn't continue to listen to the rest of the words. After all, I was not a paranoid listener.

I was not curious about the whispers of the couple, but I thought of another question.

Harrison also went to work every day. Although the secretary would prepare lunch in the preparation room every day, the male secretary was not as attentive as the female. Moreover, she always had no appetite when eating outside for a long time. It was good to change her taste occasionally.