When the door was closed, Song Wu's heartbeat slowly returned to normal.

She pinched the cigarette that Rong Ember handed her in her palm, and when she slowly stretched her palm, the cigarette was already a little deformed by her, and the surface was also stained with the sweat of her palm.

Song Wu was reluctant to smoke this cigarette, because it was the first thing Rong Ember gave her worthy of the name.

She found a velvet box, put the cigarette in it, thought for a while, put her own lighter in it, and then closed the box.

Lighters and cigarettes, still, are a good match, right?

The soundproofing of the room is good, but it can't stand the loud sound of the TV in the living room.

She listened quietly to the intermittent news coming from the TV through a wall, and pursed her lips, which showed that Rong Ember had not left.

He might stay overnight in Creek Ting tonight.

With this in mind, she hurriedly opened the file, circled a few words with a pencil, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and when exactly twenty minutes had passed, she pinched the file and pushed open the bedroom door.

The living room was always brightly lit, but she didn't see the man.

It's gone.

There was also a cup of tea poured by Rong Ember on the sandalwood table, and the heat was curling, as if not long after the person left, Song Wu felt as if a small piece had been dug away, and sat on the sofa in a daze.

"What, something is looking for me?"

Rong Yan appeared very unexpectedly, he walked out of the kitchen, still holding a sandwich in his hand, Song Wu was stunned when he saw him, his eyes moved to the document in his hand, and his voice was a little deep, "I don't understand something......"

Rong Ember glanced at the things in Song Wu's hand, then reached out and took the document, looked at the part she had made with a pencil, and after a long time, he moved his gaze to Song Wu's face.

The latter looked straight back with a calm face.

"Song Wu, it's only been two years since you graduated, and what you learned was returned to the teacher so quickly?"

Song Wu was stunned for a moment and lowered his head, "It's okay." ”

Rong Ember closed the document and reminded, "It's okay if you don't know, you won't need these for tomorrow's financing." ”

The woman looked at him suspiciously, and then asked for a long time, "What do you mean?"

Rong Yan looked at Song Wu's pure face, her skin was white and boneless, her hair was smooth and well-behaved, and it would not be ashamed if she dressed up well.

It's just that Song Wu is usually too lazy, or her positioning is not on the path of beauty, and it is difficult to see her carefully dressed up on weekdays.

Looking down slightly, the woman's earlobes are obviously red, soft, and a little sultry.

There was still some soft broken hair behind the woman's ears, moving from time to time, Rong Yan's eyes dimmed, and then turned into that lazy look, "Pack up and go tomorrow, because I will go too." ”

Song Wu was a little surprised, he never brought her to events on weekdays, sometimes alone, and sometimes he would bring the spokesperson Yu Xia to support the scene.

She is like some unsightly secret, and she has been hidden to this day, obviously the two of them are husband and wife, but they have never been in the same frame.

Song Wu sometimes wonders if she is not beautiful enough to take it out, after all, if you choose between her and Yu Xia, it is a man who will probably choose Yu Xia.

Her marriage with Rong Yan is too simple, there is no ring, no wedding, only two certificates.

This may be the only chance, she retracted her thoughts, unconsciously rubbed her fingers, and said indifferently, "Okay." ”

He is Rong Ash, and she, Song Wu, will never let Rong Ember lose face.