When the doorbell rang, Wu Xi was standing on a stool, dusting the dust in the corner of the room with a feather duster. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How are you?" Xu Xing's voice was colder than before, and there was a hint of disgust in it.

"Excuse me, is she at home?"

A crisp baritro voice sounded, and the voice was familiar, as if it had been heard somewhere. Wu Xi climbed down from the stool and walked to the door with a feather duster in confusion, "Lu Yue? ”

Seeing her figure, Lu Yue squeezed past Xu Xing and broke into the house, handing her a large bouquet of flowers in his hand, "Miss Wu, I can't thank you for my kindness, but if it weren't for you, I would still be a lonely ghost wandering all over the world, watching others occupy my body but helpless." ”

That day, after the silver light in the dressing room slowly disappeared, Wu Xi opened the door, and she shouted at the soul of Lu Yue, who had been standing beside her: "Take advantage of now, go quickly." Lu Yue snorted into the soft body on the ground, and after a few seconds, his fingers moved slightly, and Wu Xi sighed lightly, after being occupied by the dove for so long, this body has finally returned to the main master.

"Miss Wu, can we have a meal together at noon?" Lu Yue's beautiful eyes were bent into two crescents.

"I ......," she was about to answer, only to find that her shoulders were grabbed. Xu Xing pulled her into his arms, "She can't go, because she still has to cook for me at home." ”

The two men stood at the door and looked at each other, at least in terms of appearance, they both felt that they couldn't take advantage of each other, and after a long time, Lu Yue smiled at Wu Xi, "Another day." He bowed a little and walked out the door.

Xu Xing let go of her shoulders and returned to the study, but Wu Xi didn't want to let him go, "Are you jealous?" She lay on the desk, looking at him shyly and smiling. ”

"You think too much, I just don't like him as a person." Xu Xing flipped through the pages in his hand, but his gaze did not stop on them.

"Hard-mouthed." Wu Xi stood up straight, but a trace of joy surged in her heart, she liked the way he was jealous of her, although childish but very cute, "But Xu Xing, who is the evil god Azan?" She threw out the doubts that had been unresolved in her heart.

"In the sixteenth century, there was a great famine in Thailand, when a mother ate the bodies of her five dead children, so the villagers trapped her in a grass hut and burned her alive, but later people thought that she ate her children just to overtake their souls and make them suffer from hunger and thirst forever, so they worshipped her as a god, which is the prototype of Azan."

"So which statement is true?"

"I prefer the latter, there are thousands of loves in the world, but only the love of parents for their children is the deepest and most difficult to describe."

When Wu Xi came to the unit, Ding Ding was throwing all the snack bags on his desk into the trash.

"Is the sun coming out of the west today? How is our Miss Tintin finally willing to clean up the table. ”

Ding Ding glanced at her and threw a rag to her, "You seem to be much better than me, hurry up and wipe the ashes on the lamp, today the big boss came to inspect, and he caught you with it." ”

"No, it won't." Wu Xi hurriedly put down his backpack and got busy with his work, "But, who is our big boss?" I've been in class for half a year, and I've never seen him before. ”

"He's amazing, it's said that the industry under his name involves many fields, and our company is just one of them, so it's not surprising that you haven't seen him, but what's the use of having more money, it's not the same that you can't save your life."

"What do you mean?" Wu Xi was interested.

His only son just got married last year, the daughter of the CEO of another company, and the wedding was very grand, and I heard that nearly half of the celebrities in D City had passed. But not long after the end of the wedding, his son felt unwell, he didn't take it to heart, but it took half a month to go to the hospital for examination, it turned out to be blood cancer, the big boss knew that after five thunders, he put down the work at hand, and accompanied his son to seek medical treatment all over the world, but it is said that his classification is particularly dangerous, and he has not alleviated his condition after several chemotherapy treatments, and now the hospital is dragged by various imported drugs, although the person has not died, but the time is running out. ”

"In this way, he is quite pitiful, an only child."

"Isn't it? The big bosses are going crazy," she glanced at the doorway, "shhh, he's coming, sit down." ”

Wu Xi hurriedly put down the rag and sat down on the seat, she saw an old man in his sixties outside the gate surrounded by the crowd and walked in, he had a flat head, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was white, the wrinkles on his face were like being carved by a knife, and the ravines were vertical and horizontal, which was not at all the state that a rich businessman of his age should have.

The director was standing behind him, respectfully introducing the situation of the Ministry of Information to him, Cui Minghan also followed behind him, and the look on his face was also very solemn, but when he saw Wu Xi, he still stuck out his tongue at her.

He listened to the introduction of their director, nodded in agreement, but his heart seemed to have drifted to another place, with a sad face. Wu Xi felt sad for a while, he should be thinking about his son's condition, human beings, it is really too small, even for a rich man like him, in the face of some things, he can only watch it come, but he doesn't even have a chance to fight back.

Seeing that he was about to walk to them, Wu Xi and the others quickly stood up, "Mr. Zhen is good." ”

The director hurriedly pointed to a few of them: "This is the social group, which is responsible for tracking and reporting on social hot events." ”

He raised his hand and motioned for them to sit down, "It's good that we are all so young, energetic, and you are here, which is a blessing for the group." He seemed to think of something again, sighed softly, and looked at the front of him in a daze.

"Dad, it's time to go to the advertising department." A woman of twenty-five or sixteen walked up to the front and reminded him softly. The woman was white and pure, with long curly hair and a graceful and luxurious temperament, and at first glance she was from a rich family, but her eyebrows were as condensed as the old man's worries. Old Man Zhen came back to his senses, he nodded, smiled at the employees again, and walked towards the next department.

The people behind also followed him, Wu Xi and Ding Ding glanced at each other, "Daughter-in-law? She asked her with her mouth, and Tintin nodded, then shook his head helplessly, "Hey." They both sighed at the same time, and neither of them spoke again.