"Mr. Zhou, in fact, I just sketched casually. Sometimes I have an idea in my mind, and I habitually
record it."
Nancy knew that if she stole Linda's thunder in front of Ken, Linda would be angry, so even if tomorrow
was her deadline, she had to pretend to be indifferent. After all, Linda liked this.
As expected, Linda looked much more relaxed after she said that.
"It's a good habit. Well, you can go out first. I have something to talk with Linda alone."
The corners of Ken's mouth curved up slightly, and the handsome look between his eyebrows was
particularly obvious, like the spring breeze in March.
Nancy nodded thoughtfully and left Linda's office.
The right side of her face was still burning.
However, no matter how many grievances she had, she could only swallow them all and pretend that
nothing had happened.
That night, Nancy stayed in the company to work overtime. The lights of the Design Department were
on until late night.
As she bent over her desk, lines repeatedly appeared before her eyes. She depicted everything that
she had imagined in her mind.
"I've finally finished drawing the draft."
The next step was to color the draft, which was also the most important part. Coloring was like the
punchline to the whole design. In addition, a combination of Chinese and Western styles was required
this time. In this regard, Nancy should control it well.
But now, her eyelids had begun to fight. The high-intensity mental work was most likely to make people
feel tired.
At this moment, Nancy felt that there seemed to be a sound of leather shoes rubbing against the floor
behind her.
She was a little confused. Would there be anyone else in the company at this time?
She frowned and shook her head. Maybe she misheard. Maybe she was too tired.
"It's so late. Why don't you get off work? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment by using the
company's resources to complete the work you haven't done in the daytime? "
However, the next second, when Nancy heard the familiar man's voice, she knew that it was not an
auditory hallucination, but there was really another person here.
Besides, it was Ryan.
Why was he here at this time?
Nancy's heart twitched and she took a deep breath.
"Mr. Jin, I... Is there any rule in the company that employees are not allowed to work overtime? "
At first, Nancy's tone was soft, but for some reason, her attitude suddenly became tough.
In front of Ryan, she always showed her strongest side, as if it was an instinctive reaction.
As Ryan heard this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, but there was no smile on his face.
To be honest, it was the first time that he had seen someone working so late in the company since it
was established.
As for why he was in the company now, it was normal.
Everyone knew that no one could be more passionate than Ryan about work.
"Of course you can work overtime. But when you work overtime, you turn on all the lights in the Design
Department, which makes me feel that you are deliberately giving me a signal."
Nancy immediately understood what he meant. In other words, in Ryan's eyes, what she had done was
to attract his attention!
Although Nancy knew clearly that it was not the case, it was normal for him to think so. After all, in the
eyes of this man, she was just a scheming woman.
"Mr. Jin, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean that."
Nancy murmured.
"The brightly lit design floor makes me think the whole department is working overtime tonight."
Obviously, Ryan didn't want to believe what she said.
However, Nancy was afraid of darkness, which was a sequela left behind in the prison in Montreal.
It was inevitable that the prison would be a little dark. In such an environment, Nancy had no sense of
security at all.
She didn't know how she had overcome the fear of the past three years. She only knew that from now
on, she would never have the feeling of almost getting suffocated in the darkness.
However, could she tell all this to Ryan?
Should she tell Ryan that Vicky's biological mother was a woman who had been in prison for three
years?
No, of course she couldn't.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jin. It's my fault."
Now that the situation had turned out to be like this, Nancy naturally knew that she should take a step
back. There was nothing good to be in conflict with Ryan.
"Go. Aren't we neighbors? It's so late. It's not easy to take a taxi outside. "
Ryan continued to look at Nancy in front of him. The expression in his deep eyes was somewhat
inscrutable.
"What?"
Obviously, Nancy was shocked, with a hint of astonishment on her face.
Did he mean he would send her back?
Nancy immediately waved her hand and refused repeatedly.
For some reason, when facing this man alone, Nancy still subconsciously wanted to escape.
Just like how she felt when she slept under this man four years ago, the lonely and weak feeling
suddenly came to her.
"I just don't want any negative report related to the company to appear tomorrow. It's so late. If anything
happens to you on your way back, I will have to clean up the mess."
Seeing that Nancy refused so quickly, he couldn't help frowning.
Wasn't she supposed to be excited? Finally, she could get close to him as she planned.
But why did Ryan saw her unwillingness on the face?
The man's words destroyed her good impression of him.
However, the next second, Nancy seemed to think of something.
'The car is a private space. Is there anything about Vicky in it?'
Thinking of this, Nancy didn't refuse anymore and followed Ryan.
The design draft on the desk was still lying there quietly. In this quiet night, it was also quiet.
However, along the way, Nancy was still disappointed. She didn't find any traces. Ryan did a good job
of keeping it secret.
Disappointed and tired, she fell asleep in the car.
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