As soon as Rong Xin left, Zhong Wenshan had no reason to continue staying, she didn't dare to do anything to Song Fei in front of Zhong Shidu's eyes, so she could only stomp her feet and run away.

But even so, Zhong Shiwei asked Zou Liwen to send a message home, and it sounded as if what was waiting for Zhong Wenshan was another bloody storm.

Song Fei couldn't hold back her laughter and shook her hand: "I said, don't you always have trouble with her, so people also call you 'brother', right?"

Zhong Shidui didn't even bother to give a look: "I'm rare?"

Song Fei was right to think about it, and quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, if you want to climb relatives, you can go around Lingzhou three times, it's not rare." ”

Zhong Shiwan was so bluntly said that the corners of his mouth hooked, and he raised his hand to probe Song Fei's forehead, but when Song Fei suddenly raised his eyes, he stopped suddenly, and then naturally withdrew his hand and pinned his hand behind him.

"What about you?" he asked.

Song Fei said: "I can't do it, I have to go home for dinner in the evening." ”

Zhong Shidui sighed softly, not knowing if it was for this answer or for something else.

Song Fei swept the scissors aside, remembering the scene that was taken away just now, she felt a little relieved, and her tone softened: "You didn't say it in advance." ”

"So, next time?"

"This ......," she said, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on her clothes.

Zhong Shidui smiled slightly, didn't say more, and walked straight out of the door.

When Song Fei went home, Zhuang Yingqiu had been sitting in the living room for a long time.

"Scarlet, how are you today? Are you tired? Is there anyone who treats you badly?"

Zhuang Yingqiu asked three questions, Song Fei was stunned, helpless: "Mom, I'm going to work, not to fight." ”

"They didn't let me wait there on the first day, of course I was worried. Zhuang Yingqiu muttered and pushed the fruit that her aunt had washed, "Eat it quickly, it's all fresh." ”

"Oh, I can't afford to lose anything. ”

Zhuang Yingqiu didn't give up: "If you don't believe it, you tell me-"

Song Fei refused: "What is there to say, eat fruit!"

She tried her best to ignore the figure that she remembered inexplicably, and stuffed a piece of pear in her hand for Zhuang Yingqiu, her big eyes bent and bent, as if she was in a very good mood.

But a few days later, Song Fei couldn't laugh anymore.

Since the opening of "Tinglan", there has only been one business for Rong Xin, but Rong Xin is a picky ghost, and he is not satisfied with the few plans given.

Song Fei just wanted to throw the drawings in her face, but fortunately she was persuaded by reason.

"Calm, calm. Song Fei took a deep breath, lowered his head and re-laid out a piece of paper, "I don't believe it......"

The voice was low, and it was quickly hidden in the squirming brushstrokes.

Brush, brush, brush.

I don't know how long it took, but the wind chimes suddenly rang.

Song Fei didn't raise his head: "Hello, welcome to 'Tinglan', we provide dress customization services here, what do you need?"

There was no movement at the door for a long time.

She put down her pen and stood up, and swept it away, a dignified face that was panicking, but then turned back with trepidation.

"Mrs. Zhong—" Halfway through the words, the woman quickly blocked her mouth and quickly changed her course, "No, no, no, Miss Song, hello." ”

The uninvited guest claimed to be Jiang Qingyin, and said that he had met Song Fei before.

Of course, Song Fei won't remember.

Jiang Qingyin was not surprised at all, and smiled good-naturedly: "It's okay if you are a noble person who forgets things...... I heard that you were seriously ill, and I was supposed to see you, but Mr. Zhong took care of you too well, and I couldn't ......"

It seems that she did not know about her amnesia.

Song Fei saved her saliva for explanation, and said lightly: "Don't you see it now?, isn't it good?" she said and brought the tea, but saw Jiang Qingyin stand up all of a sudden, and she didn't know where to put her hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Fei wondered.

Jiang Qingyin pursed her lips: "Zhong-Miss Song, you don't have to be so polite, I can come by myself." ”

"Oh, the door is the guest, how can there be a reason to let the guest do it. Song Fei asked her to sit down and motioned several times, but Jiang Qingyin didn't move, there was no way, she had to take the initiative to reach out and press this strange customer down.

And this touch confirmed the strangeness in Song Fei's heart.

Jiang Qingyin didn't seem to like being touched, and her whole person trembled like a frightened rabbit.

She couldn't help but look at the other party again.

Looking at the makeup and dress, Jiang Qingyin can be regarded as a beauty that the public will recognize, but under closer examination, her face is not much lively.

It's like a doll.

On a busy working day, Shiguang Group is another full day of meetings.

As soon as Zhong Shidui entered the office, Zou Liwen arrived on his hind feet.

"Mr. Zhong, Miss Song's ...... today" He walked quickly to Zhong Shidui and bowed his head a few words.

Zhong Shidui raised his eyes to look at him, his face was expressionless, but Zou Liwen just knew what he wanted to say.

"Do you want me to deal with it?"

Zhong Shiwei thought about it, nodded and shook his head, and stood up directly: "You pushed off the dinner for the evening, let's go now." ”

Zou Liwen nodded again and again, but his heart suddenly looked forward to a lot of developments.

Zhong Shidui walked to the door, and when he saw that the special assistant didn't follow, he turned his head and frowned: "Liwen?"

"Hey, here we are. Zou Liwen saw the boss's expression of eagerness to go to "Tinglan" next, and suddenly understood, and quickly collected his thoughts and trotted all the way to keep up.

I'm afraid of being late and changing.