"Daddy doesn't lie to you. Wen Yunting whispered, "Doudou, be obedient and listen to your mother, okay?"

Doudou nodded, his eyes wet and a little red.

When Wen Yunting took Doudou's hand and walked into the parking lot, Zuo Baixiao and the others were already waiting, he pulled the door in the back of the car and let Doudou sit with Le Yao and Yu Peiling.

"Goodbye, Dad. Doudou rolled down the window and waved at Wen Yunting.

Wen Yunting nodded indifferently, but his eyes fell on Le Yao, seeing her sitting with her eyes down, ignoring him, his eyebrows tightened slightly.

After watching the car disappear into the parking lot, Wen Yunting turned around and left. When he returned to the ward, Song Siyu was flipping through the magazine.

"Are they gone?" she asked.

Wen Yunting nodded slightly, sitting on the sofa next to the hospital bed, his slender legs crossed, and his indifferent appearance seemed to reject people thousands of miles away.

"Yun Ting," Song Siyu closed the magazine and put it aside, "I think I'll be back in New York in a few days." It was a decision she had hesitated for a long time.

Wen Yunting raised his eyes to look at her.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to heal for a while, I don't have any friends here, it's too boring to sit like this every day," said Song Siyu, who grew up in New York, where her life circle belongs, "So, I want to go back to recuperate." ”

It's nothing for her to go back, but Wen Yunting doesn't want to go to New York, but Song's father ......, "The medical conditions here are good, if you feel bored, just chat with your aunt to relieve your boredom." ”

Siyu sighed slightly, although Yu Peiling is good to her, but after all, she is a stepmother-in-law, and it is not bad to chat occasionally, it is indeed a little inappropriate to let people accompany her every day, "Z City is very good here, and I like it too." But I'm here, and you have to go to work and take care of me, so tired. ”

He said in a muffled voice, "What if I accompany you to live in New York for a long time, what will happen to Wen's work?" In fact, Wen's Group, he is only in charge of Times Ginza, and his industry is almost not involved.

Song Siyu smiled and said, "When I go back to New York, you will be busy with your work in Z City, and when you have time, you will go over to accompany me." ”

"You're going back alone?" he heard right.

Song Siyu nodded as a matter of course and said, "Don't worry, with my parents by my side to take care of me, there will be no problem." ”

"Siyu. Wen Yunting's mood was a little uneasy, if he didn't accompany her back to New York, would Song's father agree? Up to now, he was still accompanied by the bodyguards arranged by Song's father, heh, they were called bodyguards, but they were actually here to spy on him.

"Yunting," Song Siyu raised the corners of her lips: "Actually, I should thank you, thank you for not embarrassing me, thank you for sacrificing your love for me." She knew the pain between him and Le Yao, but she really couldn't be generous, because she needed him.

Wen Yunting was a little embarrassed, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "If it weren't for me, your leg wouldn't have hurt." At that time, in the Song Mansion, he proposed to dissolve the marriage contract, which was strongly opposed by Song's father, and Song's father, who had always been gentle and elegant, actually took out a gun and pointed it at his head to threaten him. After that, although Song's father took back the gun, he put him under house arrest in Song's house, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

Later, Song Siyu quietly let him go, but on the way to the airport, he had a car accident, the car accident was drowsy, she stood in front of him, and in the end he was safe and sound, but she was seriously injured in the leg, and the doctor said that the probability of healing is very low, and it is very likely that she will spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair.

In the hospital, Song's father was impatient and angry, and pointed a gun at his forehead again, and it was Song Siyu on the hospital bed who shouted the news of their decision to get married, which made Song's father stop. However, Song's father never believed him, guessing that he proposed to dissolve the marriage contract because of other women, so he threatened him that if he dared to live up to Siyu, then he would first suspend the bank cooperation case, and then let his woman disappear.

In fact, if it was just the termination of the bank cooperation case, it would not threaten him at all, but that sentence would make his woman disappear, which made him a little uneasy. He couldn't let Le Yao have an accident. So, he told Le Yao about those desperate breakups, but he said "the permanent residence of the cabin", and he hoped that she would understand. Ke Leyao told him that he wanted to erase the past, which made him miserable. And now, he is watched tightly, and he has no personal freedom at all.

"Yun Ting," Song Siyu's face was a little pale, her head was slightly tilted, her hand grabbed the blanket on the hospital bed, she paused slightly and said: "According to my current physical condition, I am afraid it is difficult to fulfill the responsibilities and obligations that I should have as a wife," In fact, it was difficult to say these words to her, but I had to say, "I will go back this time, and I should not come back again in the short term." So, I wouldn't mind if you had other female companions. ”

Her words made Wen Yunting a little embarrassed, he was not a man who casually slept with a woman in order to solve his physical needs. And Song Siyu was injured because he saved him, "Siyu-"

"Love is not to have, but to protect, to protect her from any danger," Song Siyu said, "Yunting, my dad loves me very much, he will do anything for me, I think you also know some of his methods, so ...... Hello for yourself. ”

How could Wen Yunting not understand the meaning of her words, seeing her so generous and calm, it made him a little ashamed. It's just that he is a little at a loss for the future...... How can we go step by step, so that we can not let ourselves fall into a desperate situation, in order to better protect Le Yao, and so that we can one day get out of the whole body?

*

Left house.

Zuo Baixiao sat at the desk, there was a photo on the computer screen in front of him, and he saw Zhou Jiayi standing on the podium, pointing to the graphics on the blackboard, explaining. It's just such a simple photo that he can't take his eyes off.

Immediately afterwards, the icon in the lower right corner of the computer jumped, and a dialogue window popped up, which read: [Zhou Jiayi, a mathematics teacher in a middle school in Y City, lives at No. 1, Unit 3, Building 3, Xiangjiang Community, Yinghua Road, Tel: 13XXXXXXXXX, unmarried]

The word "unmarried" touched Zuo Baixiao's heartstrings, and even, his heart boiled for a moment, but he still remembered that at the airport, the tall and burly man next to Zhou Jiayi who claimed to be her husband. At that time, Zhou Jiayi looked like a bird, and it looked very sweet.

Immediately afterwards, another photo popped up in the dialogue window, it was Jian Jie, he was wearing a police uniform in the photo, and the whole person looked majestic and handsome [Jian Jie, 35 years old, deputy captain of the Y City Criminal Police Detachment. They are married in October this year.

Zuo Baixiao frowned, that Jian Jie's eyes didn't seem to be friendly when he looked at him, he didn't expect him to be a policeman, but he didn't have too much sensitivity when he was mixed with black and white, but asked: [Are these information accurate?]

【Yes】

[How did you find out where she was in City Y?] Zuo Baixiao remembered that Nano once said that Zhou Jiayi took a flight from City Z to City C, and after that, she didn't find any information about her.

[I found her exit record in City Z, she flew directly from City Z to City C, and located her information in City Y through the contact number she left when she purchased the ticket. The other party typed quickly, and a line of words appeared in just a few seconds.

Zuo Baixiao was silent for a moment.

The window continued to pop out a line of words [The Exit and Entry Administration Department has a record of Youqing's return to China the day before yesterday. 】

Youqing?Zuo Baixiao was stunned, why did she return to China? Why didn't she tell him?【The day before yesterday?】

[Yes.] 】

[Where did she go?] Zuo Baixiao frowned, Youqing returned to China, why didn't she go home? So, he immediately called and asked people to check the consumption records of Zuo Youqing's credit card, wanting to find out her whereabouts.

Suddenly, a line of words pops up in the window, and the screen flashes [Oh no, there are hackers trying to hack into your computer. 】

Zuo Baixiao turned off the computer's network at lightning speed, which was just a matter of seconds, and his accelerated heartbeat only subsided when he looked at the red cross in the network connection in the lower right corner of the screen. There was a cold sweat on his forehead, and he hadn't experienced this kind of quick reaction to solve the problem for a long time.

Next, he deleted all the chats and formatted the hard drive. Then, he went out with his coat and bought a phone card with a fake ID card at a newsstand on the outskirts of City Z. Then, he made a call from a new number.

*

A few days later, Song Siyu finally persuaded her parents to go back to New York with them.

Wen Xiaocheng handed over the management of the department stores, real estate companies, and telecommunications companies under the Wen Group, and he devoted all his energy to the establishment of a foreign-funded bank.

However, as the Song family kept looking for reasons to prevaricate and delay, Wen Xiaocheng's mood became more and more impatient, and even his temper became worse.

He Haotian walked into Wen Yunting's office and put a few documents that needed to be signed urgently in front of him, he was no longer surprised by the two burly and silent men standing behind Wen Yunting, and when he reported to work, he only thought they didn't exist.

"Biyuan has been fully completed. He Haotian handed him a CD: "The actual picture after completion is engraved in this CD, please take a look at Mr. Wen, there is anything that needs to be modified." ”

When Wen Yunting saw the real scene of Biyuan in the computer, thinking of the past when they once fell in love, his slightly frowning brows were slightly soothed, and he asked, "Have you asked other people in Peach Blossom Garden, what is the difference between this and the scenery of Biyuan before?"

"I've already inquired, and they all say it's the same as the previous Biyuan," He Haotian said.

Wen Yunting's gaze kept falling on the computer screen, wondering what she would do when she saw this familiar scene, so she asked, "What else do I have today?"

He Haotian opened the notebook, "At three o'clock in the afternoon, that is, in an hour, you will participate in the discussion of Wen's real estate development of new real estate; at five o'clock, you will be interviewed by Wen Meng, a reporter from New Vision magazine, and at half past six, you will have dinner with Times Ginzawei." He followed Wen Yunting for a while, but found that his schedule had been very full recently, and there was almost no private space.

"Got it. Wen Yunting's cold face didn't have any expression, and said, "You go out first." The two men behind him followed him like a shadow, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay. He Haotian took the document he had signed and prepared to go out.

"Haotian, inform the Personnel Department that I still need two secretaries here," Wen Yunting suddenly called him and ordered: "In the future, this kind of arrangement of travel and signing of reporting documents will be done by the secretary." "He Haotian is the deputy assistant general assistant, and there are already a lot of things, if you even handle these small and trivial things one by one, it will be too big and useless.

He Haotian was slightly stunned, he had been following Wen Yunting since he returned to China, and had suggested that he find a secretary to deal with these trivial matters, but he refused, and now, why did he take the initiative to add a secretary, and it was two?" ”

When Wen Meng walked into Wen Yunting's office and saw the two bodyguards standing behind him like sculptures, she was a little surprised, but she had always been perfectly mannered, but she maintained good upbringing and etiquette, and her bright face had a perfect smile: "Yunting, long time no see." ”

"Sit. Wen Yunting sat on the chair and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wen Meng finally made an appointment with Wen Yunting, and originally wanted to talk about some private matters during the interview, but she didn't expect that there would be two more bodyguards by his side, so she couldn't say the jokes about her kiss that she was going to say. Later, she took out her voice recorder and notepad and prepared for the interview.

Wen Meng was Wen Yunting's classmate when he was studying in the United States, and the two had a good personal relationship, because they had already planned the topic, so this interview went very smoothly.

When the interview ended, Wen Meng said: "Yunting, the interview still needs pictures, so I have to delay you for some time to take pictures." ”

"Didn't you already shoot it last time?" he doesn't like to take pictures, and it's not the first time Wen Meng has interviewed him.

Wen Meng raised her eyebrows and smiled, her bright face was very eye-catching, "You can't use the same photo in two interviews, so you still have to take it again." ”

Wen Yunting tugged at the corners of his lips lightly, "Okay, you have the final say." ”

Wen Meng raised her wrist to look at her watch: "Let's eat together in the evening." "She has always been neat and cheerful, and because she knows him well, she is not informal.

"Sorry, I made an appointment today. Wen Yunting said,

"That's really unfortunate," Wen Meng smiled, because there were bodyguards, it was inconvenient for her to stay longer, so she packed her things and put them in her bag, "Then, let's make an appointment to take pictures tomorrow night, how about it?" If you shoot at night, it won't delay his working time.

After getting Wen Yunting's confirmation, Wen Meng said: "After the interview is written, I will send it to your mailbox, and if you confirm that there is no problem, you can send it,"

"Good. Wen Yunting nodded slightly.

"Then I'll go first. Wen Meng said goodbye with a light smile: "See you in the studio tomorrow." “

There was still more than half an hour before the dinner time with Wei Wei, Wen Yunting took He Haotian to the company's cultural gallery, and the two bodyguards followed him inseparably.

He stood in the cultural gallery, scrutinizing the message and the photographs. The first sentence, from the beginning to the end, was concise and beautiful, and this kind of writing made him a little admired, and he couldn't help but stretch his eyebrows.

"The first sentence was written by Miss Le. He Haotian found that his gaze had been fixed on that paragraph, so he said softly.

Wen Yunting was stunned when he heard this, and then a smile appeared on his lips, he didn't expect her writing to be so brilliant, and a few words could attract people.

He then looked behind the cultural gallery, and suddenly, he found a white face in a group photo, and the owner of that face was the one he was thinking about. It turned out that even if they didn't meet, even if they didn't contact, she still lived in his heart and never left.

"These are all written by her. He Haotian pointed to the descriptions under those photos, and had to admit that Le Yao's writing was very good, even if Wen's departments had clerks, assistants, or internal staff, but there were still not many wonderful and concise writing like her.

Wen Yunting stood by the cultural gallery, but his eyes did not take his eyes off the group photo. His heart hurt slightly, he tried to restrain himself, don't think about her for the time being, don't go to her, but it seems that restraint makes his heart hurt more and his thoughts more urgent.

He Haotian saw that he didn't speak, and he didn't say much, but he saw Ye Hui and several employees of the planning department in the cultural gallery, seemingly posting new things.

"Wen is always good. The employees of the corporate department greeted respectfully.

Wen Yunting nodded lightly, he saw the newspaper clipping that Ye Hui was about to paste in his hand, because there was Le Yao's figure on it, "What is this?"

"This is the interview section of this year's spring and summer magazine," Ye Hui handed him the newspaper clipping, and said, "The interview is for high-end customers in Times Ginza." "After the magazine comes out every quarter, it will report on the highlights of the Queen of Mu in the cultural gallery. This year's spring/summer magazine was produced last winter, but in order to meet the occasion, the tidbits that had already been made were posted.

On the newspaper clipping, it was the café of Times Ginza, Le Yao and Zuo Baixiao were sitting opposite each other, Zuo Baixiao looked at her, as if she was saying something, and she lowered her head, she was shorthanding, and her lowered eyes were gentle and quiet. And what Wen Yunting loves the most is her supple and quiet appearance, looking at the picture, his originally tightened heart melted slightly, and the desire in his heart seemed to have deepened a little.

Ye Hui quietly looked at He Haotian, and after their eyes met, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were smiles that could not be hidden.

"Are all these contents published in the spring and summer magazines?" Wen Yunting asked casually as he handed the newspaper clippings back to Ye Hui.

"No, these are just tidbits of the Queen. Ye Hui replied: "The spring and summer magazine published interview scripts and photos of high-end customers interviewed," when making the tidbits, she specially chose this one by Le Yao, she said: "This season's interview scripts are all written by Le Yao." ”

Wen Yunting nodded lightly, "You are?"

"Mr. Wen, I am Ye Hui, a copywriter from the planning department. Ye Hui introduced herself, her round face with a ruddy luster.

Ye Hui? Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows lightly, he remembered that he had heard this name in Le Yao's words, and it seemed that the relationship between the two of them was very good. He didn't say anything more, but kept walking.

He Haotian smiled at Ye Hui, appreciating her performance, and stopped slightly to whisper when he passed by her: "Eat at the old place at night." ”

"Hmm," Ye Hui's ears were slightly red, and his gaze quickly turned away after meeting him, and then turned around and continued to post newspaper clippings.

When he walked out of the cultural gallery, Wen Yunting turned his head, and in his eyes, the two bodyguards sent by the Song family were about two meters behind him, and he said to He Haotian: "Let the planning department send me a copy of the electronic document of the newspaper clippings," he did not have a photo of her. Although there was only a silhouette of her low eyebrows on the newspaper clipping, it was better than nothing, "Also, I want two copies of spring and summer magazines." ”

"Yes. He Haotian said.

*

In a quiet French restaurant.

Wei Wei put a piece of foie gras in his mouth, his eyes fell on Wen Yunting, he completely lost the seriousness and calmness of his work, but with a light smile: "What's the matter, sullen." Then, she took a sip of champagne and said quite jokingly: "No wonder, the bride went back to New York and left you here alone in the empty room," between words, there is no formulaic between superiors and subordinates and evasion of words.

Wen Yunting didn't smile at all, but had a mocking meaning: "Alone? I'm not alone." With that, his hand played with the wine glass.

Wei Wei's gaze swept over the pair of bodyguards not far away, and he chuckled: "It turns out that Siyu still has clairvoyance and ears, it seems that you don't have to play." As he spoke, he handed him the glass, "Drink." ”

Wen Yunting raised his glass and touched her cup lightly, the cup made a crisp touching sound, perhaps because of his mood, he couldn't feel any taste of the wine that slipped into his throat.

"Times Ginza summer new products have just been launched, and there will be a big catwalk this weekend," Wei Wei put down the cup, looked at him, and no longer talked about his marriage, but diverted the topic: "How about it, are you interested in coming and seeing?"

"After work, auntie, let's not talk about work. Wen Yunting bowed his head slightly, cutting the steak.

Wei Wei smiled, stroked his hair with his left hand, and looked at him: "Such a clear distinction between public and private?, heh, I thought that tonight was a meal with Vice President Wen and I had to report to work, so I had to stay focused at all times." ”

The daily work schedule is too full, and there are always those two bodyguards by his side, which makes Wen Yunting feel uncomfortable. This depression made him miss her even more, and his thoughts about her piled up so much in his heart that it was about to overflow all his thoughts. Today he accidentally learned that Zuo Baixiao and Le Yao were going to come to this restaurant for dinner, and in order to meet her, he decided to invite Wei Wei to dinner. First, in the name of work, there will be no suspicion, and second, Wei Wei is a distant cousin of his mother Wei Yafu, although this relationship is already far away.

Wei Wei was about to say something, but found that Wen Yunting's gaze looked in the direction behind her from time to time, "What are you looking at? Have you met an acquaintance?" She followed his gaze and turned around, only to find that it was Le Yao sitting not far from them eating, she quipped: "Isn't that your sister? Do you want to go over and say hello?"

"She's not my sister," she is my lover, Wen Yunting's gaze retracted, and his face was as usual. Even if he just glanced at her from afar, his depressed heart would be relieved. It's just that he is jealous, jealous that Zuo Baixiao can sit at the same table with her to eat, and can look at her openly and talk to her.