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She had a bad face, but she still smiled, "Then what do you want to ask me from my mouth? Did I say,'Yes, I used to be the lover of Bo Ye Bao' you will be more comfortable?"

She had never had such an aggressive tone to him. Recently, Tang Shi has always looked at him with that kind of dependent eyes. Cong Shan understood that she looked at another person through herself, her dependence was also because of her brother's shadow. But so, her attitude is also gentle, never as sharp as it is now.

Cong Shan thought for a long time before he said, "Go back to work."

Tang Shi covered her face and smiled, "I think I am very sorry to everyone, because of me, Bo Ye chose to refuse the sponsorship."

This is a straightforward admission.

Cong Shan frowned slightly, "You really have something to do with Bo Ye."

Tang Shi muttered vaguely, "Yes, not only I have something to do with him, but between me and him, only you die and I die."

Look It's quite violent.

Cong Shan stared at the expression on Tang Shi’s face for a long time before continuing, “But this is not the reason why you don’t come to work. Self-blame."

Tang Shi laughed, and she said, "Do you think that if Bo Ye knew that I was in this company, would he let me go so easily?" In the

remaining days, he would probably repeat the last blockade. Her studio is average, and Cong Shan and their game studios have been banned in countless ways, making the road that they were not easy to take even more difficult!

Cong Shan understood the meaning of Tang poetry, his eyes sank, and he looked at the painful appearance of Tang poetry, he lowered his voice, "What happened to you and him?"

"Between me and him?"

That was Cong. For the first time, Shan looked seriously at Tang Shi, and saw the mighty, desperate mood in her eyes, as cold as a blizzard. For the first time, he actually felt that human beings could show such a heroic expression.

Tang Shi laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's meaningless to mention the old thing again. Now that he knows that I am in the studio, he will definitely try to attack us, so only if I leave, everyone can continue."

"You don't need to think about us. So fragile."

After listening to the Tang poems, Cong Shan said lightly, "Everyone is not as weak as you think. So, come back, I can see that they all like you." The

green dinosaur, the next door Lao Wang , Boba Fangfang, the female boy Little Moon, and the straight man Cong Shan with facial paralysis in front of him, this is indeed a very warm studio, so Tang poetry doesn't want to drag them down.

"You didn't come to work all morning, they were in a hurry." Cong Shan took care of himself and poured himself a glass of water on the table. "Aaron said he was going to call the police, afraid that you might not want to. So he sent me to look for you.

" Do you not blame me?"

"Impossible." Cong Shan gave her a faint look, "The people in our studio can't be defeated so easily."

Tang Shi's eyes were a little red, and he said he was not moved. It must be a lie. Human.

"Put away your hypocritical emotions. If you feel ashamed of everyone, it is better to design more new ones. We will be on the market next month. We need to be interviewed next week and have a round of hype with you. Can you accept it? "Cong Shan tapped on the table top with his fingers. His details are very similar to Tang Yi. Tang Yi likes to tap the tabletop rhythm when he is free.

She just felt that he was not like him at all, but she felt that he and him in the details were too similar. God just likes to joke, the man in front of him and his brother who has left him are completely two people. She had reminded herself over and over again, but she still felt that maybe it was fate that made her meet him again.