I didn't understand for a while, but I was stunned for a moment and reacted, and my enthusiasm was poured down by the cold water from head to toe. It's not that the fate is shallow, it's just that the love is too thin, and he originally thought he was avoiding me. Looking at his pale complexion and increasingly thin outline, my heart felt distressed.

"Well, I see. I barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "I'll stop by and take a look, don't think too much about it." As he spoke, he almost ran away from the door. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control the tears of shame, and he wanted to let go, and my heart really hurt.

Running out of the door, the breeze blew, and my mood calmed down a little. In the alley, the children of several families ran back and forth to play, and the afterglow of the sunset stretched my figure very long. I suddenly felt unbearable to leave him alone in that big courtyard when he was sick.

I comforted myself: he was so rich, he would naturally order takeout when he was hungry, and go to the hospital when he was in pain. muttered in his heart, but found that his footsteps had moved back to the door of his yard.

My heart throbbed badly, but I still walked into the kitchen of the West Wing. There is rice and vegetables in the kitchen, which should be bought by the hourly worker, but the big boss naturally can't do it. I put the rice in the rice cooker and boiled the porridge, simply fried two light ingredients, steamed a bowl of egg custard, all familiar things, and in less than half an hour, I brought the dishes into the main room.

He was still in a daze in the study, watching me come in and showing a hint of surprise: "You didn't leave?"

I scolded myself in my heart, making you cheap, and rushing to serve others just surprised that you haven't left yet. Holding back the sadness, I smiled: "You don't close the door and don't pay attention to the sound, aren't you afraid of thieves?"

My deliberate humor didn't move him, just tapped my fingers on the table: "Think about something." "Eyes moved from the trophy to me.

I put the porridge and vegetables in front of him: "Let's eat first, no matter what, you shouldn't be hungry." Hand him the chopsticks, "Eat quickly." ”

He frowned and held his forehead: "No appetite." ”

"Stick to a little bit. "I tried my best to keep my voice calm, my heart had already turned upside down, and I really didn't know what I was suffering from when I was so bored with what I had worked so hard for.

I kept staring at him, holding chopsticks in my hand and stubbornly stretching out in front of him, there was a posture that he kept stretching if he didn't answer, he still couldn't help but take the chopsticks, and slowly drank the porridge, he ate very slowly, I don't know if it's not his appetite, or he doesn't want to eat.

"Isn't it unappetizing? Whatever you want to eat, I'll do it. "My voice is still gentle, and I don't know where there is so much patience.

My words seemed to collapse the line of defense he had been holding on, and he slammed the bowl against the table, falling behind his chair in despair: "You don't have to be so nice to me. The tone was impatient.

At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes: "Yijing, you are not feeling well today, so I want to take care of you." But it's not that I'm so cheap that I have to look at your face here. If you eat the meal, I'll leave right away and never provoke you again. "Speaking of the back, I couldn't help but sob. Inexplicable grievances, what is this kind of feeling? Life and death are all in the palm of his hand.

He looked at me, his eyes were anxious, but his voice was cold: "Qingyang, since you are in contact with that doctor, why don't you concentrate?

I was angry, where is this: "What are you talking about? ”

Zhao Yijing seemed to be trying his best to suppress his emotions, and the hand on the table was already tightly clenched: "Aren't you always with him on important days?

As he spoke, he stood up, walked up to me, and held my shoulder hard: "Qingyang, is he very suitable for you, what can he give you?"

I took a step back, my voice trembling: "It's just a coincidence, I don't have anything to do with him at all." Instead, he asked, "How do you know that I have seen him in the Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

He didn't look unduly guilty, "So what? Why can't I care about my people?" and snorted, "But you're not uncommon. ”

I bit my lip and said, "Zhao Yijing, I'm talking about it once, I have nothing to do with him, you can believe it." If you want to let go, I won't dwell on it, so why bother with this kind of hat for me?" his expression shifted and eased slightly.

I continued, "You know what you can give me yourself, and since you can't stay with each other forever, you might as well leave it at that. "It's really tiring to run away from entanglements.

I broke his hand away hard: "You remember to eat, I'm leaving." Looking at his indifferent look, my heart was cold, and I turned around.

He didn't hesitate, he subconsciously pulled me back, leaned over and pressed up, and his heavy breathing made my heart pound again: "I have restrained myself, and if you recruit me again, I can't help it." His kiss came heavily, and his ears and temples were grinding: "Qingyang, don't torture me in the future." ”

I snuggled into his arms and made a last resistance: "Zhao Yijing, can you give me a future?"

He paused for a moment, and replied a little heavily: "I can." But give me a little time. The simple two words "I can" have made me drunk all my body, and I didn't think about how long that time would take, whether it was a lifetime, and I was willing to wait?

It's just that at that time, that simple promise that can't be regarded as an oath made me like a flower in the night, which opened and lingered into his bones, and melted directly into his body.

After that night, my heart was inexplicably more steady, with anticipation and hope. Promises are really a beautiful thing, promise me a future, and I can sleep well night after night, and my heart is entangled.

After I took Dr. Xia's coat to the dry cleaner and washed it, I didn't go there in person and asked Sister Li to help send it to the hospital. Nuan Nuan sometimes had to tell stories to my uncle, and I had to coax him all the time, but I didn't take him to see Dr. Xia again. Avoiding Dr. Xia, it's not that I'm afraid that he has other thoughts, it's just that I don't want the people I care about to be sad for this.

In the middle of the month, Xiya was officially acquired by the Silk Road, but the Silk Road was divided into two companies, one is still called "Silk Road", or the world of the Jiang family, and the acquired Xiya belongs to this company. The other was renamed "Silk Source", and it was the original executive director Tang Weide who led a group of people to start a new stove.

The shopping mall is so rapidly changing, one moment ago, Tang Weide was still the minister of the Silk Road, and the next moment, he had already rebelled. And the reason why Tang Weide rose up is different opinions from the outside world. The most peachy thing is that Mr. Jiang and Tang Weide's wife were blocked in the house.

I said to Lao Deng: "Is it really fake?"

Lao Deng shook his head: "Who knows, it's true that Tang Weide and his wife have been divorcing, but Mr. Jiang's wife heard that it is very powerful, and it stands to reason that this kind of thing should not happen." ”

"I heard that this scandal came from the people of Silk Source. Shang Rao, a newly recruited business on the side, said.

"Siyuan's own people say?" Lao Deng frowned, "make excuses for your own rebellion." Kill two birds with one stone. "I was stunned, can people really do whatever it takes for their own ends?

"Why did Tang Weide leave the Silk Road?" I don't understand, although the current development of the Silk Road is not as good as that of Silk Road, but it is also gaining momentum.

"You don't understand that. Lao Deng smoked a cigarette and crossed Erlang's legs leisurely: "The Silk Road looks at a harmonious atmosphere, and the equity disputes inside are fierce. Before the merger and acquisition of Xiya, I heard that the opinions of several shareholders were inconsistent, but Lao Jiang insisted on mergers and acquisitions, and the most unhappy was Tang Weide. So he can't go anymore. Lao Jiang is still too domineering. I wish that 75% of the equity of Silk Road is my own, so I can have the final say. ”

I don't want to speculate any further. Just like Zhao Yijing said, in the circle of shopping malls, many things cannot be studied in detail, and the beauty of the publicity outside is all kinds of sensationalism when it is opened, which directly impacts your three views.

"But this time the silk is always profitable, I heard that there is a big project of Italian investment cooperation, the government is alarmed, can develop three production lines, the Silk Road infighting, it is all silk Heng. Lao Deng looked at me and smiled, "It's still a good chess game, right?"

I carefully reflected Lao Deng's words, according to his logic, it should be that Silk Zhiheng found a big project in advance, in order to prevent the Silk Road from scrambling, deliberately inquired and raised the price of silk, and after the Silk Road made a move to hoard silk, and then used the sharp drop in the price of silk to tie up the cash flow of the Silk Road, so that the Silk Road would have no competitive power.

I suddenly remembered that when I had dinner with Zhao Yijing in Houhai, when I talked about the Silk Road still chasing orders, the shining color in Zhao Yijing's eyes, the price of Xia Cocoon had fluctuated at that time, and the Silk Road should not continue to chase orders, the only reason was that Mr. Jiang deliberately arranged chess in order to merge and acquire Xiya. And it is impossible for Zhao Yijing not to have insight into Mr. Jiang's intentions, but he doesn't know what role he played in the process of the Silk Road split. At that moment, I suddenly felt that Zhao Yijing's thoughts were deep, and I was not his opponent.

The sound hit the west, surrounded Wei to save Zhao, he played too much, and goosebumps rose on my body.

"What do you want?" looked at me with a somewhat inquiring expression.

"It's nothing, I think Si Zhiheng just caught up with it and picked up a leak. I managed to squeeze out a smile in response. This method is still not meant to be spoken. Otherwise, the reputation of Silk Heng will also suffer.

"By the way, ask Mr. Zhao at the dinner of the inauguration ceremony of the project, can we also have an invitation, although we are a small business, we can also see the world. Old Deng smiled playfully at me.

"I'll try. "I'm curious myself, I don't have the ambition to make celebrity friends. But I really want to see what kind of spirit Zhao Yijing will be on such a big occasion.