Zhang Huiping has been a little embarrassed lately.
One month after joining the company, he was targeted by department manager Lin Na. Reports were wrong, plans were plagiarized, and credit was robbed - but every time, she could only remain silent and eat Coptis chinensis.
What's even more embarrassing is that this is the third time I have forgotten my keys.
On a rainy night, she squatted at the door of the shared house, soaked to the skin. Roommate Wang Hongrui said that he would never open the door the third time.
But the door is still open. A towel was thrown over, accompanied by the lazy "How many times".
Zhang Huiping felt that this idiot who couldn't even order takeout was her only warmth in this city. He would leave the light on for her, cook porridge when she worked overtime, and clumsily comfort her after she was bullied.
Until that day, when she burst into tears in the company bathroom, she looked up and saw him standing in front of her in a suit - someone behind her called him "Mr. Wang."
He is the company's successor who is about to land.
The roommate who can't even make scrambled eggs with tomatoes is the future boss.
What she didn't know was that in the past month, every time she was made trouble for, she had to deal with the troubles inexplicably, every time she had a "accidental encounter" at the right time, every time the light was on when she came home late at night——
It's all his handiwork.
He said: "No matter who I am, the door of this room will always be open to you."
But when she finally plucked up the courage to get closer, she found that the person behind Lin Na was waiting to use her to destroy him.
How long can the lights in the shared house stay on?
When protection becomes a weakness, when heartbeat becomes a blade, can they still push open each other's door?
