Liu Mei's last sentence made Wen Qingshui's smile come to an abrupt end.

She stuck out her tongue and looked panicked when she had made a mistake. Although she didn't do anything, she was inexplicably weak-hearted. She could imagine the look on his face and the tone of his voice as he spoke. After finally settling down for a long time, it seems that the night is going to be unquiet again. This time it can be regarded as being caught by that guy, and it is estimated that the "punishment" at night cannot be avoided, no, she has to make amends quickly.

So I hurriedly took my mobile phone back to the house in a panic!

Small words can't be seen by these two. As far as Wei Dong's posture is concerned, he knows it, and he can't laugh at her for a month!

Her move made Wei Dong, who finally stopped laughing, start a new wave of magic laughter mode.

"Mr. Song said that you deliberately made him anxious and deducted two months' salary!" Liu Mei threw out a sentence lightly.

"What?"

Sure enough, it was another powerful **, and Wei Dong's grievance instantly replaced his crazy smile.

Then the person who laughed turned into Willow Eyebrow. While laughing, he said, "I'm kidding!"

"Stop!"

Wei Dong was so angry that he shouted behind Liu Mei.

But seeing her smiling and running away, he felt satisfied. It's okay, Liu Mei has finally been naughty for so long. gradually returned to the way he was before he liked Chen Feng. It's better than anything else to be able to figure it out.

And Wen Qingshui entered the house, immediately closed the door well, and then dialed Song Xijun's phone. As soon as the phone was connected, Song Xijun called out sweetly to her husband without waiting for Song Xijun to speak.

"Husband, I miss you!"

"What bad things have you done?" Song Xijun deliberately cold, in fact, this title was very useful to him.

"Didn't you say I could go to your company? I was about to see you!"

"Not taking a nap?"

"you!"

Wen Qingshui blurted out without even thinking about it.

Then there was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the line.

"Okay! I'll wait for you!" changed the coldness of the voice just now, and became much more tender. "Come on, I'll go get the job at hand first!"

Before she could react, he had already hung up the phone!

She was still standing there in a daze with her mobile phone. It feels like something is wrong!But I don't understand what's wrong, and the words have already come out, so let's go!

Song Xijun hung up the phone and went back to the conference room like a chicken.

"Attention everyone, today's lunch break has been moved to after 1 p.m. All questions are discussed before one o'clock!"

As soon as he said this, they looked at each other in the conference room! Since the establishment of the three brothers, their Song Zong has been much more humane. There aren't many opportunities to be domineering like this!

"What? No questions to say?"

Song Xijun suddenly blackened his face, frowned, and the domineering president Fan was full of aura. The imposing one glanced coldly at the people in the conference room. Suddenly, there was a cold air, which made everyone feel excited.

So everyone scrambled to report on the work at hand. And let's pick the key points first. Because if he doesn't finish speaking, he will probably skip to the next topic. He doesn't have a chance! I don't know if he has a chance, and if he brings it up again at the next meeting, he will be scolded! They are all deeply touched!

Finally, in the high-intensity, high-pressure working atmosphere, the time came to one o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

When they saw their great president standing in the lobby on the first floor to pick up his wife and carry her into the Song Building, everyone woke up like a dream!

Then they all looked at their cold president in shock, their eyes were full of tenderness, their faces were full of warmth, and the whole person disappeared from everyone's sight with a happy light.

This is the president?

This is the president who just looked intimidated and cold in the conference room?

It turns out that the president's favorite wife is this favorite?

"Bacteria, have you noticed that a lot of people seem to be looking at me?

"Why, they envy you!"

"Can you still come down and pick me up, aren't you busy?"

"I'm done, I'm going to sleep with you?"

"Huh?"

"Didn't you say you missed me? Didn't you say you wanted to come and sleep with me? Didn't you invite me?"

"I don't-"

"I've got my bed ready!

He whispered in her ear, making her face red! She wanted to take a nap, but I'm afraid she would-

——

In another snow-white space.

The walls are white, the white is unnatural, and the white is cold. But it's also dreamlike, and it looks extremely unreal.

A snow-white woman, with a thin body, was lying on a snow-white hard bed. Her hair was scattered under her head, and she looked like a sleeping fairy.

But when I looked closely, I found that she was skinny, her eyes were blank, lying motionless, her eyes were open, but they did not blink, more like a cold corpse.

After looking closely, I found that she was Xu Dongdong.

Her waist was bound to the bed by a white semi-circle of hard circles. Actually, it wasn't too tight, and she could still turn slightly. Her hands and feet were also bound by chains that weren't too long. The chain lies on the side softly. Judging by the length, it should be just enough for her to reach the steamed buns on the small table next to her and put them in her mouth.

She didn't look lifeless, just lying in a daze. After observing for a long time, I found that her eyes were still blinking, but the speed at which her eyelids blinked was many times slower than that of ordinary people.

As for escaping, it seems that even if she can run, she has no desire to escape. Of course, she couldn't escape if she wanted to.

The steamed buns on the small table suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Silent, as if teleported. Her head happened to be tilted to this side, and she should have seen the steamed buns. But she didn't move.

She was already numb, she was caught flying in a helicopter for a long time that day. When she realized that something was wrong, there was a slight pain in the grip of her wrist, and then she lost consciousness.

As soon as she woke up, she was already lying here like this. He was changed into clean clothes and his wounds were also treated. But there was no one here all the time. The room had been dealt with, and there was no sound. And there were no windows, no doors, no lights. She didn't even know how she got in, where the light came from, and even how many days she had been here!

In the first few days, she also analyzed the identity of the owner of this place from time to time. She ruled them out one by one, but she still didn't have a clue. Who was the one who brought her here, and for what purpose?

But then, she was so disturbed by the silence that she began to panic, and she kept shouting, but there was still no one and no sound.

She just stayed on this bed. Not even a single torture instrument was seen to torture her. She just lay there, silently.

Sometimes she was hungry and the table was empty, and sometimes she thought she had just finished eating and there was an exact same steamed bun on the table. Even sometimes she thought it was her hallucination.

Now she didn't even bother to shout. In fact, she was too lazy to do anything, including being hungry and eating steamed buns.

Even if she eats, it's just because she needs to find something to do so that she doesn't go crazy.

Now she couldn't tell whether it was more terrifying here or the little dark house when she was a child.

What Xu Dongdong didn't know was that there was an identical room next to her, but it was Shen Long lying on the bed in the room.

Shen Long's situation was much worse than hers. His injuries have been treated, but they have not healed for so many days. He was now irritable to the point of madness, constantly pulling his hair with his hands. The hair he had pulled out of himself was scattered on one side, and it was a sudden black presence in the room, which looked like the threads of a broken doll.

"Someone, someone, someone, talk to me, say anything, come someone, anyone?"

——

Somewhere in the southern hemisphere, Gao Moyun stood in front of the tombstone dressed in black, looking sad!

He seemed to have abandoned all the sounds and colors in the world, and was just lonely and looked at the portrait of the kind old man on the tombstone.

"Uncle, go back! it's over!" his nephew, Gao Hua, whispered to the side.

"You go back first, I'll stay with the old man for a while!"

Gao Moyun said in a hoarse voice. He seemed to have aged overnight, his hair was gray, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper. Totally like a dying old man!

Gao Hua sighed, knowing that persuasion was useless, so he turned around and left alone.

It looked like Gao Moyun was the only one left in the cemetery.

He stood for a long time, then sat down in front of the tombstone. The whole person looks like something is missing!

Then, just for a moment, he began to cover his face with his hands, and his shoulders trembled. Then the whole person trembled. His grief was like being pressed into his body, and he finally found a breakthrough and poured out of his body like a torrent. You can feel it from afar. Even a person with feelings can feel it through the lens of a telescope a few hundred meters away.

But apparently on the other side of the cemetery at the moment, the man who was looking at him with a telescope had no feelings. Because the man was like a robot, he turned a deaf ear to his sadness, and his face was even more expressionless. He just looked at him coldly, observing him, judging his behavior.

So the two of them were far apart, one sitting sad, the other indifferent to the end. It was a stalemate until the sun went down for a long time.

The temperature is getting cooler. Until Gao Moyun shivered from grief to cold and shivering. It was already completely dark, and it would soon be midnight.

Until the person holding the telescope, although he had no emotion but still had feelings, he finally put down the telescope and turned away.

Until the next morning, men with binoculars appeared at the cemetery wearing heavy sweaters and jackets. He saw Gao Moyun covered in frost, still sitting there, as if he had stiffened.

The sun finally came out again, its light shining on the earth and finally dispelling the frost from his body. He finally stood up and staggered out of the cemetery under the man's gaze.