After the divorce, Liu Piaopiao lived a happy single life, but the good times did not last long. Soon after she joined the company, there was a new personnel transfer, and she saw the handsome man. Her heart was in turmoil again, and she sighed: This man should only exist in heaven, and we, mortals, are in ecstasy. Unable to hold back her restless fingers, Piaopiao couldn't help but post the blurry photos she had secretly taken of the flowery boy in a running group full of strangers.
"Today's average heart rate index is 150+, automatically consumes 500+kal calories, and the exercise is completed"
However, I never expected that there would be an acquaintance in the group who could directly expose the vague mask and name the real owner of the photo.
"Is this person Cui Lu?"
"I heard that he has recently transferred."
"Yes, I heard about it too. It seems that I earned the Shangsuo in W city from the scenery in S city."
"Who sent the photo? Cui Lu's new colleague?"
….
The latest message box popped up again. A friend who claimed to be Cui Lu said that he had sent him a screenshot of the group chat and also @ him in the running group.
When Piaopiao turned on her phone again and saw this series of messages that could directly lead to her death online, she felt that she could still save her a little bit more, by changing her avatar, her group nickname, her WeChat name, and temporarily unbinding WeChat from her mobile phone number.
However, when Ruhuaman held up his mobile phone to question her the next day, Piao Piao regretted slapping her thigh painfully.
It's hard to guard against the other party's comments!
Intention: Talking nonsense about lovers with lovers.