Looking at Cui Yaming, who was crying and laughing, Lu Zihao's face was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect that he would one day talk calmly with Cui Yaming, although she used to be very excessive, but according to what she said, it was reasonable for her to do so.

As she said, he is really to blame for this incident, but he did not make the relationship between the two clear in time. In this case, it doesn't hurt to help her, not to mention that now that the two are cooperating, helping her is helping themselves.

"Miss Cui, tomorrow I will go to City B with you to meet Mr. Li, and I will arrange someone to do a good job of cooperation. ”

"Thank you, Brother Zihao, you really helped me a lot. In that case, then I'll go first, and I'll invite you to dinner when you and Asa have time. ”

After speaking, Cui Yaming picked up the bag and waved at Lu Zihao, then turned around and walked out.

The speed was very fast, and for a while Lu Zihao wondered if the woman he saw today was really Cui Yaming?

Wang Hao, who leaned on the question to eavesdrop, did not dodge in a hurry, and as the door opened, the whole person suddenly lay on the ground, he landed on all fours, and the whole thing was like a reptile representing longevity in the water.

Cui Yaming was taken aback by his sudden appearance, looked down at him, and reacted for a long time, "Wang Tezhu, what are you doing lying on the ground?"

Looking at Cui Yaming, who looked puzzled, he quickly stood up and pretended to be looking for something, "Alas...... Where did my contact lenses go? It's so strange, I can't find it? Miss Cui, are you done talking to the president?"

"Yes, Wang Tezhu, you take your time to find your contact lenses, I'll go first. ”

Cui Yaming smiled evilly, gave him a flying kiss, and walked out with her ass twisted.

She didn't come in vain today, at least Lu Zihao took the bait.

Seeing Cui Yaming's figure disappear around the corner, Wang Hao hurriedly knocked on the door and walked into Lu Zihao's office, and before he could open his mouth quickly, he heard Lu Zihao's low magnetic voice slowly entering his ears.

"Wang Hao, I've known you for so long, why don't I know that you are short-sighted? It seems that I am going to make a report, and the special combat team does not accept people with four eyes. ”

Lu Zihao's slightly mocking words rushed to Wang Hao's face and hit Wang Hao's face, which was really embarrassing.

"Chief, isn't my lie also for your good? Seeing that you were so angry just now, I'm not afraid that if you get angry and strangle Cui Yaming to death again, then my sin will be great. ”

Wang Hao smiled dryly, looking like he was thinking about him.

Lu Zihao sneered, got up and walked to the window, the pen in his hand kept turning back and forth between his fingers and palms, "So, you just leaned on the door and eavesdropped, or did it do it for my good?"

"That must be ......" Seeing Lu Zihao glaring at him, he quickly changed his words: "Hehehehe...... Not all, I'm always on call at the door because I'm worried that you'll talk for a long time, and if you're thirsty, I'll be able to bring you tea right away. ”

"Wang Hao, you kid can do it, has the skill of this flamboyant tongue increased recently? Come on, did Lai Ting teach you any experience in private?"

"What's the matter, it's because I've been with the chief for a long time, and people naturally learn smarter, and they have become slippery. ”

Wang Hao smiled, looking at Lu Zihao's expression that was no longer so gloomy, he dared to joke.

Lu Zihao glanced at him, picked up the document on the table and tried to hit him. Wang Hao hurriedly covered his head and jumped out of the office in a few steps.

He didn't want to be beaten, the chief's kung fu in the past few years has not been practiced in vain, and a light beating can make him hurt for a long time.

Looking at the closed door, the smile on Lu Zihao's face receded, he leaned against the window, habitually looked at Song Qianqian's position with a telescope, and when he saw the empty seat, he remembered that Song Qianqian was given a holiday by him and was recuperating at home.

His face was a little sad, and even more sad.

Lu Zihao found that no matter when and where, as long as he was free, he would always have the cute figure of that little girl in his mind. She was like that lingering shadow, always deeply entangled in his mind.

The sky outside the window is cloudless, and the sun shines on the body, warm and comfortable. Today's weather is a good mess, but Lu Zihao's mood is a little low.

At this time, I don't know if Song Qianqian woke up from sleep? Did he have breakfast?

In the morning, he received a message from Liu Yuhan, saying that Song Qianqian had agreed to go to the old mansion, and asked him to behave well at that time.

The meaning of these four words is so great in Lu Zihao's heart, he doesn't know how to behave well? Could it be that he is not good enough for Song Qianqian?

In terms of feelings, he is indeed a primary school student, to be precise, he really has a lot of things he doesn't understand in terms of feelings.

He wanted to be nice to Song Qianqian, but he always found the wrong way.

Now that Cui Yaming has figured it out, there should be no gap between him and Song Qianqian, right? He wanted to tell Song Qianqian the good news immediately, but he picked up the phone and put it down, put it down and picked it up again. went back and forth several times, but Lu Zihao finally couldn't muster up the courage to call Song Qianqian.

Did what he said last night go too far, what he said, he doesn't remember it until now, he only knows that he was very angry at the time, his brain was hot, and he doesn't know what he said?

What if he calls Song Qianqian and she gets angry again? What if he calls Song Qianqian and she ignores him?

Lu Zihao walked back and forth in the office, very entangled in his heart.

Forget it, forget it, don't fight, Lu Zihao sat on the sofa, his legs folded on the table, his hands on the back of his head, anyway, we will meet tomorrow night. Now both of them calm down with each other and reflect on each other.

In the quiet nest, there was no sound at all, except for someone's breathing.

Song Qianqian was lying on the bed, her whole body was in a big shape, she was tired in the hospital these days, she wanted to take advantage of not going to work in the past few days to take a good rest.

Song Qianqian slept until noon, if it wasn't for her mother calling her, it is estimated that she would have slept until the sun goes down and the moon rises.

When she first connected the phone, Song's mother was startled, why didn't her daughter look like she woke up at noon, could it be that she was sick?

"Girl, what's wrong with you? It's noon, why are you still sleeping? Are you sick? Have you been to the hospital? Have you seen a doctor?"

Listening to his mother's concerned voice on the phone, Song Qianqian's heart warmed.

Song Qianqian knew that her mother had misunderstood, so she quickly explained several times. said that she stayed up late last night and worked overtime, and the company only gave her a day off today, so Song's mother was relieved.

Song's mother told her on the phone that she must pay attention to her body, call home more when she has time, and gossip about her neighbor Aunt Lin's family hugging her little grandson again.

Song Qianqian understood that her mother was putting a tight spell on her again. Every time she calls, it is the same thing at the end, so that she can find a boyfriend quickly and get rid of the single quickly.

Hanging up the phone, Song Qianqian slowly got up from the bed like a snail, stood in front of the window, and suddenly opened the curtains blocking the sun.

The sunlight that was not hindered was spilled in at once, and it was very comfortable to shine on the body.

The spring sun is very bright, and the warm sunlight shuttles through the breath of the gaps. Comfortable, long. The fragrance of red sandalwood permeates the spring day, filling all the emptiness between heaven and earth, and under the sun, it is a delicate dust, whispering innocence, full of the once unfathomable lonely and elegant shadow.

Song Qianqian lay back on the bed, she had been chatting with her mother for too long just now, her mobile phone was a little hot, she threw the hot mobile phone aside, she leaned on the head of the bed, crossed Erlang's legs and looked out of the window lazily, such a beautiful sun, I don't know what Lu Zihao is doing now?

He should have been discharged from the hospital today, right? I don't know if the injuries on his body still hurt? I was so angry last night, and I don't know if my anger has disappeared now?

Song Qianqian stretched out his hand to reach the phone, held it in his hand, and pressed Lu Zihao's number, but he couldn't make up his mind to press the dial button.

Song Qianqian was a little weak-hearted, she seemed to be really deliberately looking for ballast last night. He asked her to go to the old mansion, so she would accompany him, so why quarrel with him? Besides, he is still a patient, and if he is angry, won't she be the one who will be distressed in the end?

Alas...... Song Qianqian sighed, impulse is the devil, this sentence is really right.

"Alas, I'm so worried, I shouldn't have quarreled with him if I had known this. Song Qianqian screamed in annoyance, and plunged into the quilt and didn't want to come out again.

"Ding......

Just when Song Qianqian was turning himself into a dumpling on the bed, the mobile phone rang. It took a lot of effort for her to crawl out of the quilt, and without looking, she panted and answered the phone, "Hey......"

"Shallow...... What are you doing? Why are you so tired from listening to sounds?"

Mo Ling looked puzzled, glanced at the mobile phone number, did you make a mistake?

"Brother Mo, I wrapped myself in a dumpling just now, and now I finally crawled out. Song said with a smile, not feeling that there was anything wrong with this.

Her face was flushed, and small beads of sweat were already oozing from the fierce struggle.

Zongzi?

Mo Ling has three black lines on her forehead, it seems that she is not ordinary cute!

Ask the world which one Mo Ling is most convinced, the world's weird shallow family.

She can make herself into a rice dumpling, so what else can't she do.

"Shallow, you're amazing. ”

Mo Ling smiled, and he could imagine what Song Qianqian would look like now through his mobile phone.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Brother Mo, can I interpret what you just said as a compliment?"

"Of course. ”

"Brother Mo, I look at you very introverted, I didn't expect you to be so joking. What's the matter? What are you looking for me?"

Song Qianqian sat up and ran his hands through his hair that was messed up like a chicken nest.

"If you don't say that I forgot it, Professor Zhao just called me and asked me to remind you that you must eat on time, and even more so take medicine on time. ”