"Min He!" Fang Qingming grabbed Su Minhe's hand, and his voice trembled a little: "I may still have relatives." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Su Minhe was stunned for a moment, Fang Qingming's parents died early, and his relatives were even more indifferent, where would there be any relatives?

"Bai Lingrui came to me today because he knew a man who looked exactly like me!" Fang Qingming took out the two photos and handed them to Su Minhe.

Su Minhe picked up the photo in disbelief and looked at it, the man in the photo had exactly the same facial features as Fang Qingming, the only difference was that Fang Qingming's smile was a little melancholy, while the man in the photo smiled brightly and lively, which was very different from Fang Qingming's temperament.

"Could it be punishable?" Su Minhe wondered.

Fang Qingming shook his head: "I don't know, but Bai Lingrui is very sure, I think it is very likely to be true, and besides, I really want to get back my memories before I was ten years old, if this person in the photo is really my younger brother, then he must know what happened to us before." ”

"You want to see him?"

Su Minhe still hadn't found out the details of this Bai Lingrui, if Fang Qingming followed him so rashly, it would probably not be a good thing.

"Hmm" Fang Qingming nodded and asked, "Have you checked his identity?"

Su Minhe was stunned, it turned out that Fang Qingming had already known that he was investigating Bai Lingrui, in fact, thinking about it carefully, it was not surprising, his identity was so sensitive, it was normal to investigate the people around him, although Fang Qingming was usually a little dull, but he was not really stupid.

Su Minhe felt very happy, it turned out that his Fang Qingming had already known it in his heart.

Su Minhe shook his head: "I didn't find it, but I think he should be from the Eagle Federation, if not, then he should be a character." ”

"Hmm" Fang Qingming put down the photo in his hand, leaned back, fell on the big bed, and sighed: "There are a lot of things today, I always feel too sudden, similar to the plot in the TV series, but if I think about it carefully, my life seems to have always been like a TV series, with ups and downs." ”

Su Minhe also lay down beside him, put his arms behind his head, and said, "The thing I regret the most is that I let you escape when I was in City A." ”

"I'm never going to worry you again. Fang Qingming's voice made a firm promise, in the past few years, although he was tortured all over his body, he once wanted to revenge Min He, after some twists and turns, he knew that Su Minhe was not easy during this time, the two of them were looking for it, and it was not easy to come together again, and now, what Fang Qingming hoped and looked forward to the most was that he could spend the rest of his life with Su Minhe.

"Qingming, I love you. It couldn't be a natural confession, but at this moment, Fang Qingming was especially moved, his Su Minhe was always the best at reading his mind.

Fang Qingming's left hand reached into his coat pocket, tightly clutching the business card that Bai Lingrui stuffed into him before leaving, the memory before the age of ten, he must figure it out!

In the afternoon, Fang Qingming followed Su Minhe to the company, as the president's secretary, he always makes special things that will always attract criticism, especially the company's male colleagues, who don't have a good impression of him, if he catches his handle, it will definitely make a big fuss, and even Su Minhe will be embarrassed at that time.

When the two of them arrived at the underground parking lot, Fang Qingming got out of the car, deliberately slowed down, and followed behind Su Minhe and said, "You go first, I'll go up later." ”

Su Minhe frowned a little unhappily: "What's this, it's just to go to work together." ”

Fang Qingming smiled and pushed Su Minhe's back, and said, "You go first, if we are always together, we will be misunderstood by our colleagues." ”

Su Minhe knew that Fang Qingming was particularly concerned about his image among colleagues, after all, not everyone in this society could accept their feelings, and in the end he could only compromise helplessly.

Su Minhe turned around uncomfortably and took out a scarf from the car and put it on Fang Qingming's neck, pinched his earlobe affectionately, and said, "The parking lot is too cold, don't stay too long, go up early." ”

"Hmm. Fang Qingming nodded heavily, and after Su Minhe left, Fang Qingming walked out of the parking lot, trotted around the front door of the company, and squeezed the elevator with his colleagues.

Coincidentally, Ziwen was also in the elevator, and Fang Qingming greeted her with a smile.

Ziwen smiled a little stiffly, she nodded at Fang Qingming, and pinned her head to the side.

Fang Qingming was a little embarrassed, he also knew that Ziwen was Su Minhe's secretary before, but Su Minhe also said that he would give Ziwen a position as a public relations manager, and the development prospects of a public relations manager were much better than that of the president's secretary, and he didn't know why Ziwen's attitude towards him was still so obviously alienated. Or is Ziwen just because he hates him?

"Ding" The elevator reached the third floor, Ziwen hurriedly walked over from Fang Qingming's side, and got off the elevator, as if Fang Qingming was some kind of virus, lest he avoid it, Ziwen's obvious alienation made Fang Qingming a little lost.

When you open the door of the office, a warm current hits your face, and the thermal insulation system of the president's office is the best in the entire office building, and you won't feel cold even if you wear a single coat inside.

Fang Qingming rubbed the tip of his nose, which was a little red from the cold, and walked to his seat.

"Qingming!" Su Minhe shouted: "Send these materials to the public relations department!"

Su Minhe was very serious when he was working, and based on Fang Qingming's strong request, when he was working, he still had some requirements for Fang Qingming, such as such trivial things as sending and receiving documents, and he gradually began to be willing to let Fang Qingming run a few steps.

Fang Qingming took the documents to the public relations department on the third floor, this is the first time he went to the public relations department to send documents, usually this kind of thing, Su Minhe will arrange it to others, because the public relations department is on the third floor, and the president's office is on the tenth floor, Su Minhe, the wife protector madman, is reluctant to let Fang Qingming run back and forth, even if he can't walk a few steps at all, he will hand over the documents to others to send.

After Fang Qingming finished delivering the documents, he passed by the lounge on the third floor, and just saw Ziwen sitting on a chair in the lounge, drinking coffee.

Fang Qingming hesitated for a moment, but still walked in.

"Ziwen!"

Ziwen turned his head, glanced at Fang Qingming and quickly looked away, and replied lightly: "Are you okay?"

"Have you been experiencing anything lately?"

When Ziwen heard this, her good-looking eyes widened, she quickly picked up the coffee cup and took a sip to hide her embarrassment, and then returned to indifference: "How can I have something." ”

"Then do you hate me?" Fang Qingming didn't really care about what others thought of him, but he didn't want Ziwen to have any opinion of Su Minhe because of himself, which would affect Su Minhe's image in the company.

Ziwen stretched out his fingers with red nail polish and brushed the hair on his forehead, and said stubbornly, "Why do I hate you?"

Ziwen's somewhat stiff tone made Fang Qingming feel very uncomfortable, but at this moment, they obviously couldn't continue to chat calmly. Fang Qingming sighed and said, "Girls, don't work too hard, it's tiring to pretend to be strong." ”

Fang Qingming finished speaking and left.

Ziwen looked at Fang Qingming's back as he left, her eyes suddenly turned red, she raised her delicate little face and tried not to let the tears flow out, Fang Qingming's words seemed to have broken her last psychological defense.

The women in the public relations department are beautiful and enchanting, and they can speak well, most of them love to pursue fashion brands, but their salaries are far from enough for them to squander, so many of them will recognize rich people as godfathers or even qing people, relying on these men to get a better life. Others have LV bags, why does she have to carry a counterfeit product, others use thousands of yuan of cosmetics, why can she only buy those cheap discounted goods on Taobao? In terms of foreign trade, she is no worse than those women, in terms of academic qualifications, she is also a graduate of a famous university, why can people earn tens of thousands of dollars a month, drive a luxury car and live in a luxury house? And she has to squeeze into a small rental house of more than ten square meters every day, eat instant noodles and squeeze the subway? Ziwen, like most girls, inevitably fell into it and contracted the problem of money worship. And when she really realized it, she couldn't extricate herself.

A woman is always a sensual animal, and when she is in a deep quagmire, if someone is willing to stretch out a hand, she will think that love is coming.

Reading the book and the first book of the novel