Secretary Liu was so frightened that he took two steps back and stroked his smashed hair in horror. There was no blood on her face, she had followed Han Che since the founding of Yunhai, and she had never seen Han Che so angry. She was frightened and frightened, her hands folded together, and she didn't dare to come out with her head down.

Han Che was still angry, and continued to scold: "If you don't teach you, you don't know what to do, right, can you be qualified for this job?" If you can't do it, get out of it as soon as possible. ”

Hearing that he was going to be fired, Secretary Liu finally reacted, tears almost flowed out, and his voice asked with a crying voice: "What's wrong, is something wrong with the screenwriter?" ”

Is there something wrong, and the face asks, something without a brain. Han Che glared at her in annoyance and said, "Get out!" ”

Secretary Liu didn't dare to hesitate, picked up the documents on the ground, sorted them out and put them back on his desktop, and then hurriedly closed the door and went out.

Han Che took out her mobile phone and dialed Chu Qing's number again, but she still turned it off. He cursed secretly, put down his phone, picked up the documents on the table and flipped through them, turning a few pages but not reading them at all. His mind was full of Chu Qing being thrown on the viaduct. So late, she was actually thrown alone on the viaduct. If something happened, he didn't dare to imagine it at all.

He threw the document on the table with a "snap", and suddenly he was not in the mood to go to work. He thought for a long time, got up, took the car keys, and hurried out of the company.

He had never found that the streets of Jinyuan were so congested, and while waiting, he called Chu Qing a few more times, but her mobile phone was still turned off.

He stared at the traffic jammed like a long queue in front of him, a little impetuous.

Suddenly someone gathered in front of them, and it seemed that there was a rear-end collision. He took a look, only to see a middle-aged man with a lewd description spitting at a woman: "You don't have long eyes, can you drive......"

The woman was scolded so powerless that she looked helpless. Han Che looked at this man's evil face, and suddenly thought of Chu Qing, was the black car driver she met last night also so arrogant and rude?

He suddenly grabbed his mobile phone and dialed Shangguan's number.

"Shangguan, help me check a monitoring ......"

Shangguan was stunned by his tone: "It's like eating gunpowder, who provoked you?" What kind of monitoring is checked? ”

"Check the monitoring of the Huailong section of Jinrong Road at about two o'clock last night, and help me check the license plate number of the black car that Chu Qing was sitting on!"

"Ah......, okay, no problem." Shangguan heard Bu Xing say that Chu Qing was thrown on the viaduct in a black car, and when he saw that this was the case, he readily agreed. After he said yes, he suddenly fell silent. Then he laughed out loud, "Young Master, you have such a big temper, you can't be moved by your true feelings, right?" ”

His laughter was very harsh, and Han Che said in a deep voice: "Less nonsense, hurry up and check!" ”

"Okay, go right away. Poof......" Shangguan hung up the phone funny.

After another ten minutes of blockage, the traffic police quickly came and towed away the rear-end car in front, and walked for another while, and the road was finally cleared. Han Che flew the car to eighty yards, and in less than ten minutes, the car drove into Jintai.

When the security guard saw his car coming, he opened the gate from a distance and let him go. When the car passed by, the security guard greeted with a smile: "Mr. Han, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Han Che was in no mood to pay attention to him, and drove the car downstairs. Get into the elevator and go upstairs, walk to the door, and take out the key to open the door. The door opened, and the cold air rushed in. Seeing her slippers on the shoe rack, at this moment, his heart tightened inexplicably, this was the first time he had come home since she moved in, I don't know how she would react if she knew that this was his house? He changed his shoes and walked in, and there was no one in the living room. The inexplicable nervousness in my heart was immediately left behind. He frowned and thought to himself, hasn't she come back yet?

She is in the mood to post on Moments, so there shouldn't be anything serious.

He paced into the kitchen and saw the bubbling pot on the stove, and his clenched heart relaxed.

Are you sleeping? He walked briskly to the bedroom door, which was closed. I wanted to push the door, but hesitated again. Afraid that she would be inconvenient, he turned his hand pushing the door to knocking. But as soon as he touched the door, he was afraid that she would wake her up while she was sleeping, so he gave up knocking.

He grabbed the doorknob and twisted it slightly, but the door didn't lock back. He paused for a moment before gently pushing the door open.

The door opened, the windows of the room were wide open, and the white gauze curtains were all open. The sun was shining on the bed, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and there was no one.

Han Che was stunned for a moment and frowned. Food is being cooked in the kitchen, where did she go?

He retreated into the living room and glanced around, the white curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room closed. A corner of the white veil revealed the people lying on the balcony.

Looking at the familiar figure, the impatience in his heart gradually subsided. He put his hand in his pocket and walked out of the balcony without a moment's hesitation, standing next to her. His hand slowly rubbed the key in his pocket for a moment before he looked down at her.

She had a book over her face, and lay in a chaise longue, the sun shining in her hair, on her white neck, on her chest, on the white and dazzling silver bracelet on her arm.

Han Che stared at her for a while, smiling inexplicably.

Isn't it too hot on such a hot day?

He shouted in a light voice: "Chu Qing......"

She didn't answer. It looks like he's asleep.

He leaned over slightly and removed the book from her face.

She fell asleep, and her sleeping face was peaceful. The book was taken away, and the sun fell on her face. Her skin was as smooth as fine ivory jade in the sunlight; smoky gray eyebrows slender like willow leaves; The eyelashes are long and dense; Straight nose; The lip shape is very beautiful, obviously there is no rouge, but it looks like rouge, ruddy and moist, and it looks breathtaking.

His eyes looked at her for a moment, and he quietly reflected in his heart: why was he so angry with her when he saw her stewed soup for other men yesterday?

Chu Qing suddenly frowned, looking at that expression, it seemed that he was uncomfortable from the sun.

Han Che looked at her, and his gaze fell on her skirt that had been hanging to the ground. subconsciously picked up the skirt and covered her face.

A white chiffon skirt with a thin and soft fabric. The skirt is two-tiered, with a thin outer layer. A thin white veil covered her face, faintly revealing her eyebrows. He looked at it, and his heart jumped inexplicably. suddenly remembered the "Condor Heroes" I watched when I was a child, when Yi Zhiping molested the little dragon girl, he covered her face with her white gauze skirt.

The image in his mind made his face blush for a moment and then turn black again. I want to scold my mother a little bit. Hell it's a hell to compare yourself to that kind of nasty man.

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I rarely ask for votes and rewards, because I know that my writing is not good, and no one will pay attention to me if I shout in my throat. But it was a tear to see this achievement. The editor didn't recommend me for more than a month, there's a reason, you guys click to vote or something, I can't afford to fill the hole......