"Zhou Chunxi, is it?" Zong Zhenghuang sat on the chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the solid wood desk, and there was no expression on his face. But the storm in his eyes was already rolling underneath.

Zhou Chunxi was dressed in simple casual clothes, and her hair was neat. Sunlight slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows, staining him with a glow. And because he has been engaged in the study of history and philosophy for many years, he has a scholarly atmosphere and a more erudite and elegant demeanor.

"Yes, Mr. Somasa." Not humble or arrogant, his eyes are generous.

"Break up with her, nothing will come of it between you." Straight to the point, Zong Zhenghuang doesn't like to beat around the bush.

"Oh?" Zhou Chunxi had an indifferent expression, and his tone was naturally indifferent. "I'm afraid it's not that easy, I have already established a relationship with her. I like her very much, and if the time is right I'm going to bring it home to my parents to confirm our marriage. ”

"Marriage?" He suddenly sneered in his tone, as if he was laughing at the man in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky.

Zhou Chunxi got up from his chair, "As for the past between Tianyue and you, I don't care. After all, she never wants to talk about you, and it must be a bad past. I will give her the happiest future to heal the damage she has suffered. ”

He just stood up like that, and his whole body was very good. Walked to the door, opened the door and left.

Zong Zhenghuang sat motionless in his position, holding the water cup tightly in his hand. I pushed too hard, and suddenly the glass between my fingers snapped and shattered, shattered into slag and pinched in my hand. In an instant, the sharp glass cut his hand, and the blood flowed down and dripped onto the carpet, gathering into a small pool.

Yin Haoshu came in from outside to report to work, and as soon as he pushed the door, he saw that there was so much blood in his palm. Frightened, he hurriedly ran to the suite to get a first-aid kit to disinfect him and stop the bleeding. Pity him Yin Haoshu as a secretary, and also minored some basic nursing knowledge.

After treating the wound briefly, Yin Haoshu bandaged it and said worriedly: "I'll let Dr. Yang come here, otherwise it won't be good if some broken glass slag gets in." ”

Zong Zhenghuang closed his eyes and didn't speak.

"Have you found Zhou Chunxi's information?"

"Only part of it has been found, and there seems to be a powerful hidden force behind him. President, I'm afraid it will involve the Zhou family in the imperial capital. Yin Haoshu suddenly spoke in a solemn tone, looking worried.

The imperial capital of the Zhou family, how could it be involved with the Zhou family? How would a university professor have such a strong background?

"What about the Zhou family in the imperial capital?" He stood up suddenly, his eyes cold in vain.

"President, the people of the Zhou family in the imperial capital should not be underestimated." Yin Haoshu has begun to sweat profusely, what's wrong with the president? He actually lost his mind so much, and now he wants to move the people of the Zhou family.

"What if it's not to be underestimated?" He suddenly reached out and tore off the bandaged strip of cloth, took out the tweezers in the box and began to find out the glass slag inside.

He looked focused, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

In the end, he bandaged his wound himself.

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That afternoon, Zong Zhenghuang was absent-minded. When the meeting was held, he held his head with one hand, and his eyes were focused on the title page of the text in a daze. Yin Haoshu reminded him several times, and he was even worried that the president would go crazy.

After getting off work, Zong Zhenghuang left. And Yin Hao made a phone call to the mobile phone of Zongzheng Baili in the United States. Let's give you a brief introduction to this matter.

When Zongzheng Baili heard this, the whole person exploded. Hurriedly booked a ticket to return to China, Wei Shu missed his grandson, and thought that now China would not pay too much attention to her and Bai Li's affairs, so he also followed.

Zong Zhenghuang drove directly back to the Qiongshui Garden and drove to think about things. Until he got out of the car and looked at his palm, the blood had penetrated the gauze, and the red blood made his eyes darken. It took him a long time to react and walk towards the elevator.

As soon as I walked into the elevator, the moment I looked up, I saw Yun Tianyue walking from afar. Bowing her head to find the key in her bag, she barely hesitated, and reached out to help her block the elevator door.

At this time, she happened to raise her head. The moment he met his eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

It was quiet inside the elevator and there were not many words. Yun Tianyue lowered her head and was silent. When I reached the twentieth floor, I saw his right hand.

"You're hurt?" She was a little surprised, remembering when he was injured three years ago. Yang Xu said to himself, Zongzhengjia, he is a god-like being, and there is such a thing as being injured...

"Cut my hand by glass, nothing." He put his hands behind his back, kind of avoiding her gaze.

Although Yun Tianyue hesitated, she still left the elevator. At the moment when the elevator closed instantly, he turned around and took a look. A glimpse, but fleeting.

Slightly disappointed, he walked towards the room.

Mu Ran made a bowl of noodles, finished eating Mu Ran, walked to the sink in a daze, washed the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the disinfection cabinet. She found herself thinking about his injured hand.

How do you eat dinner when you come back at this time? Fast food or hand-to-hand delivery? It's inconvenient.

It's better to cook for him, which can be regarded as a care between neighbors. But what if he's not there? It's better not to be so psychologically tortured.

Once she had her plans ready, she made a simple bowl of pasta and put it in a bento box. I went upstairs with it.

When I knocked on the door, I was very worried. After about ten seconds, no one opened it, and she was instantly relieved in her heart, but there was also a slight loss.

Just as he was about to leave, the door suddenly opened. Zong Zhenghuang was simply draped in a white bathrobe, his hair was wet, and he held a large towel in his hand to slowly wipe the water droplets on his hair.

Yun Tianyue took a special look at his hand, the gauze was soaked, and blood seeped out of it. There was a tension in my heart.

"Your hand..."

"It's fine." He didn't seem to care, and looked at Yun Tianyue in front of him lightly, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"I see you're injured and cooking. Have you eaten? If you eat it, I'll take it back. Yun Tianyue suddenly felt that the pink lunch box in her hand was very ridiculous. It didn't fit in well with the simple and clean apartment behind him.

"I'm hungry, come in." Almost unceremoniously, he tossed the towel aside and took the bento box.

Yun Tianyue was slightly stunned, looking at the empty hand in his hand. Involuntarily satisfied, I followed closely behind him, picked up the towel, and naturally walked to the bathroom to hang it up. before he came out.

Coming out of the door, Zong Zhenghuang was already sitting at the dining table. Gulp down the pasta. Looking at his appearance, it seems that it tastes good, and his mood is better.

Sitting across from him, his eyes wandering. But in the end, the focus fell on him.