Maybe it was because he drank some red wine before going to bed, Feng Jin slept peacefully, without the intrusion of dreams. So I didn't feel it when the plane landed. Until someone approached, she suddenly smelled a faint crisp smell, and her consciousness began to return.

Feng Jin raised his hand to take off the headphones and blindfold, but his hand was gently held down by one person.

Then, a cool and imperceptible gentle voice sounded in her ears: "President, the passengers are getting off the plane, so the light in the cabin is bright." ”

Immediately after, the slightly cool fingertips inadvertently touched her neck and ears, making her moan slightly. Moaned.

Jiang Suliu's mind was blank for a moment, his thin lips were pursed, and he silently memorized the financial statements of the last quarter in his heart. But his gaze involuntarily fell on her high nose, beautifully shaped red lips, fair neck, and the delicate collarbone intersection, and the peach blossom eyes hidden under the lenses were not as cold as before, but revealed a trace of inexplicable obscurity

He then misremembered the figures in the financial statements.

"Secretary Jiang, can I take off my blindfold?"

Feng Jin's voice made him quickly come back to his senses, Jiang Suliu's expression returned to normal, and his voice was not unusual: "You close your eyes first, and then open them after your eyes are used to the light." With great difficulty, he took his eyes off the whiteness and calmly removed the blindfold for her, his gaze falling on it.

Feng Jin raised his hand to cover his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes when he was almost used to it.

I saw Jiang Suliu standing in front of her, neatly dressed, looking like he could sit in the conference room for a meeting at any time, but there was an invisible flush on his ears and cheeks.

"Is it hot?" Inadvertently, she asked.

"Yes, it's very hot in New York today." He said lightly, looking unusually calm and composed.

"Well," Feng Jin sat up, thinking that he was dressed too casually at this time, so he said, "I'll go and tidy up my clothes first, it's too rude." ”

Hearing her words, Jiang Suliu said in a timely manner: "President, the chairman will not think you are rude. ”

On the contrary, it looks good, and it is a little more lazy than the previous dignified.

Feng Jin raised his head slightly, looked at his secretary, and seemed to feel that what he said made sense. It seems that she has always been in front of her father, she is a dark suit, a little too deliberate.

Feng Jin rubbed his eyebrows and nodded, "Hmm." Then he got up, intending to go to the bathroom to clean up his appearance.

Looking at the face in the mirror, which did not look very haggard, Feng Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and still put on a little light makeup to make his somewhat pale face look better. At least, don't let your father worry about himself.

When Feng Jin walked out, Jiang Suliu was already waiting for her at the exit with her luggage.

The two got off the plane and arrived in the lobby. Feng Jin looked in one direction, and she walked towards that direction with a faint smile on her face.

"Uncle Daniel."

"Welcome back, my miss." The handsome and elegant man had a warm smile on his face, but his attitude was also very respectful, "Sir misses you very much. ”

"I miss my father too." Feng Jin smiled and said, "I wish I could see my father's gentle side." ”

"Sir's temper has softened a lot lately."

"I think I believe in you."

As he spoke, Daniel's gaze fell on Jiang Suliu's body, and his azure eyes looked very gentle: "Who is this?" ”

"My secretary."

"Oh, he doesn't look like that." Daniel smiled and bent over to pull the car door for her.

Feng Jin sat in the car and looked at Daniel with a smile, "Uncle Daniel is not the first person to say this. "This bodyguard and chauffeur who has always been by his father's side has a keen intuition and an extremely sharp view of people, which is completely inconsistent with his gentle gentlemanly temperament. It's too warm and harmless.

However, as long as his father is fine, Feng Jin felt a little calmer, and then reported safety to Shi Yu and Sister-in-law Hua.

The car drove smoothly and stopped in a residential area.

It's far from the city, and the environment is very beautiful, the security is good, and it is also very suitable for my father to recuperate.

As soon as Feng Jin entered the house, he saw an old man in the living room with a stern face and a sick face sitting in a wheelchair.

Her eyes were hot, and she suppressed the love that was pouring up, and her voice was calm: "Dad, I'm back." ”

Father Feng frowned and looked at his daughter, and his tone rushed unconsciously: "I won't let you come, how long are you going to hide from me, an old man?" ”

Hearing his father's angry voice, Feng Jin felt nostalgic, but he had to appease his angry father.

"Dad, I just don't want you to worry, this is brought about by the dissolution of the marriage contract with the Chu family without authorization, and I should bear it."

"Unauthorized? Should?! Feng's father's voice rose suddenly, "Where did he get the confidence of the Chu family to dare to practice my Feng Qisheng's daughter?!" ”

The old man was very angry, and Jiang Suliu, who followed up, hesitated to avoid it.

Who knew that the sharp-eyed father Feng soon saw the person coming, "This is your new boyfriend?" ”

Feng Jin was about to deny it, but the housekeeper on the side came over and said, "Chairman, just say don't worry, you see that the eldest lady has found a better boyfriend." You just listen to the doctor's words and take care of your body with peace of mind. ”

Feng Jin swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, butler, didn't you inform me in advance. The stunned look on Feng Jin's face was only a matter of a moment, and he quickly regained his composure.

"Okay, okay, what are you still doing in front of my old man? What to do, what to do! Father Feng waved his hand at Feng Jin, looking very disgusted.

The housekeeper stood behind Father Feng and gave Feng Jin a look, "Miss, you and this gentleman go to see if the roses in the garden have bloomed, they were planted by yourself last time." ”

Where did she get the leisure to grow flowers? Feng Jin looked up at the corner of the housekeeper's twitching eyes, helpless in his heart, and the current situation could only be wrong.

"Jiang Suliu," Feng Jin seemed to exhale lightly, walked up to Jiang Suliu, took his hand, and smiled on his face, "This way." ”

Seeing this, the last trace of doubt in Feng's heart disappeared.

When the two of them walked into the garden, the holding hand was released.

The back garden is built at the back of the house, where there is a circular terrace and a relaxation area with a gazebo on top of which the wisteria grows luxuriantly, creating a cool place in the summer. The gazebo is furnished with comfortable tables and chairs, and on the top is a delicate, small round blue vase with a few freshly blooming pink roses, so you can hold a dinner party here.

A large tree grew next to the pavilion, and an artificial pool was dug under the tree, and tables and chairs made of stone were built next to the pool. The fusion of Chinese and Western styles is very harmonious.

Jiang Suliu took the initiative to pull out a chair for Feng Jin, and sat down opposite her after Feng Jin sat down.

At this time, a maid brought cut fruit and a cold drink, and they quickly withdrew.

Feng Jin looked at Shangjiang Suliu, and then his gaze fell on the delicately arranged fruits, as if he was a little embarrassed: "Just now, don't care, father him"

"The president doesn't have to feel sorry, the chairman just has peace of mind." Jiang Suliu answered, "I will cooperate with the president." ”

Hearing him say this, Feng Jin felt that he was thinking too much, and his heart became calm. From the housekeeper's attitude and small actions just now, it is not difficult to see that her father cares about her life's events? Or are you afraid that she will be too strong and no one will pursue her, so she will be lonely for the rest of her life?

I have to say that Feng Jin really knows his father very well, and he also guessed Feng Father's thoughts.

For this reason, Feng Jin didn't know what to say.

But will the next round lie be more troublesome? Feng Jin sighed in her heart, the company's affairs had made her have no time to care about anything else, the Chu family and the people behind it would definitely not settle down, but her father's side would obviously not let her go back so lightly.

Thinking about it like this, Feng Jin was also relieved. There are two vice presidents of the company who are not furnishings, and they will definitely contact her for important matters. For now, I'm still thinking about how to appease my father.

A cool breeze blew, blowing away the summer heat, and the scent of summer flowers floated in the air.

She looked at Jiang Suliu, who was sitting opposite her, and asked, "Secretary Jiang, do you have a girlfriend?" ”

"Nope."

"Hmm." Feng Jin nodded and looked at him, "Then next, I'm going to trouble you." ”

"Don't worry, President."

"In order not to make my father suspicious, let's call me by my name."

"Feng Jin."

At this time, on the other side, Father Feng frowned.

"You say, did Ah Jin really let go of the kid surnamed Chu?"

"Chairman, the eldest lady just met the right person this time." The housekeeper wiped his sweat, and he had also called the eldest lady before, but he was told that he was on the phone, and he still had to prepare the medicine that the chairman was going to take, so it was delayed.

Thankfully, there are no goofs.

"But that kid surnamed Chu has been with Ah Jin for so long"

"The eldest lady is a person who can afford to put it down, which is very similar to you."

"Hmph, of course my daughter is like me!" Father Feng stretched his eyebrows when he said this, but sighed: "But Ah Jin was raised like this by me, and the road of affection is destined not to have ordinary happiness like an ordinary woman."

"The chairman relaxes, the eldest lady will definitely meet the right person."

"You mean the man in Sheng An's employee uniform?" Father Feng's eyes narrowed, "Although I don't pay attention to the opinions of the door, that secretary still has to observe and let them sleep in separate rooms!" ”

"Okay, chairman, I'll let someone arrange it."

After dinner, Feng Jin finished reading the article sent by the company, clicked on the mailbox and found an anonymous email.

Anonymous mail?

Feng Jin moved the mouse and clicked on it, and the content inside made her frown slightly.

The above is a story translated in Italian, and the source of the story is not clear to Feng Jin. It's just that she understands the general content, and it doesn't have any special significance.

This mailbox is used to handle business, and not many people know about it except for the company's managers. She looked at the email and thought about it, but did not delete it, and planned to wait until she returned to China and let someone from the technical department check the IP to see if it was related to this incident.

After finishing the task in hand, Feng Jin looked up at the sky outside, only to realize that it was already late. She got up and poured herself a glass of water to moisten her throat, then planned to take a shower and rest.

When Feng Jin came out of the bathroom and dried his hair, he heard a knock on the door. She looked at the pajamas she was wearing, then took a coat from the closet and added it.

When he opened the door, he saw Jiang Suliu holding a cup of warm milk in his hand, and he suddenly understood it and reached out to take it.

"Thank you."

"President, you rest early, good night."

"Well, good night."

Closing the door, Feng Jin glanced at the milk cup in his hand and drank it.

She didn't feel sleepy for a while, so she sat on the chaise longue on the balcony, squinting and blowing the wind.

The summer night style is refreshing, and when the sleepiness comes up, Feng Jin returned to the bedroom and quickly fell asleep.

I don't know if it's the effect of milk, or if the body itself has felt tired, Feng Jin has no dreams all night.

Early the next morning.

Feng Jin went downstairs after washing up, and saw Jiang Suliu and his father setting up a chessboard, playing chess.

Chess is a game of Go with a relatively long history in China, not Western chess.

Looking at the layout of the chessboard, the two have been playing for a long time.

"Dad, morning."

"Why don't you sleep more?" After speaking, Father Feng put down the chess pieces and asked the housekeeper to put breakfast on the table.

After breakfast, Jiang Suliu planned to accompany Feng's father to continue the unfinished chess game. Who knew that Father Feng glanced at him lightly, and said slowly: "You can continue to play chess at night, the weather outside is so good, you young people should go out to play." Speaking of this, Father Feng looked at Feng Jin, "Your teacher will come to pick you up in twenty minutes, and if the training ground is concerned, I won't follow." ”

Hearing the training ground, Feng Jin paused and said, "Dad, I'll accompany you more." ”

"No need, I asked an old friend for tea today, so I won't make do with your young people's world." After saying that, Daniel had already come over, and after saying hello to Feng Jin, he went out with Feng's father.

Feng Jin had no choice but to mourn his rusty bones in the bottom of his heart.

Twenty minutes later, a familiar figure came into view.

Jiang Suliu was slightly stunned, the man in front of him, he had seen it ten years ago.

"Mr. Jonathan, long time no see." Feng Jin smiled and stepped forward to hug his martial arts teacher.

"Jin, I miss you too." Jonathan smiled heartily and patted Feng Jin's back, and the strength was not small.

Jiang Suliu frowned, walked over, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Feng Jin's boyfriend, Jiang Suliu." ”

Hearing this, Jonathan squinted at the oriental man with a good temperament in front of him, and generously stretched out his hand to hold him, "Hello, Jonathan, Jin's martial arts teacher." ”

The strength of that hand, Jiang Suliu shook it back without changing his face.

Although he has not learned martial arts, as a doctor, he cannot lack exercise, otherwise how to persist in the operation of more than ten or twenty hours on the operating table.

Jonathan raised his eyebrows, but he was surprised by the oriental man in front of him, and his hand strength was not small.

At this time, Feng Jin, who had already changed into his clothes, walked out, wearing a dark camouflage training uniform, his long hair was tied into a high ponytail, and he also carried a camouflage bag on his back.

The moment he saw Feng Jin, a look of surprise flashed in Jiang Suliu's eyes.

At the same time that Jonathan let go of his hand, Jiang Suliu also withdrew his hand.

A dark gray SUV was parked outside.

This time, Feng Jin sat in the driver's seat, his movements looked very skillful, Jiang Suliu put away the surprise in his eyes, and then sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Probably because of nervousness or something else, Jiang Suliu forgot to wear his seat belt, and Feng Jin leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt. Raising his head, he crashed into the pair of bewildering peach blossom eyes, and his graceful chin was slightly tight, as if he was enduring something.

Feng Jin calmed down, and the car drove quickly and smoothly towards the destination.

About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a retro tower-style house. got out of the car, and Feng Jin's camouflage bag was preemptively held in his hand by Jiang Suliu. Seeing this, Feng Jin thanked him.

It is at the foot of the mountain and is surrounded by large trees and bushes. The mountains here are not high and are mainly hilly.

The three of them came to a meadow, and several people had already gathered inside, and when they saw Feng Jin, they all happily stepped forward and hugged them.

"Jin, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Very good, Grace."

When Feng Jin had not yet sat in the position of president of Sheng'an, he would occasionally become an assistant to Instructor Jonathan, and the students knew each other.

Next, in order to test Feng Jin's physical fitness, Jonathan asked her to compete with the students separately.

Feng Jin warmed up first to avoid straining his muscles. Then I began to play with the students one by one.

Although I haven't been active for a long time, the foundation is still there after all. When Feng Jin was fighting, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the aura around him became solemn. When playing with the students, the movements are crisp and neat, not dragging the mud and water at all, and they are close to retreating.

Jiang Suliu, who was standing not far away, saw such a Feng Jin, instantly overlapping with the figure ten years ago, and there seemed to be something in his heart to break free, and the cold peach blossom eyes were smeared with a layer of indistinct love at this time.

This feeling can be either painful or overwhelmed with joy.

After a circle, Feng Jin took off her armor, her cheeks were faintly pink, her lips opened slightly, and beads of sweat slipped down her cheeks and sank between her collars. Jiang Suliu calmed down and sent her the water in his hand.

"Thank you." Feng Jin took the water, and after drinking it, she found that Jiang Suliu was already half-squatting in front of her.

He was dressed in an ordinary black employee uniform, but he was forced to wear the ascetic taste of a military uniform. In this field, where everyone is wearing training uniforms, there is no sense of disobedience.

Feng Jin was looking at him like this, and suddenly a soft touch came from his cheeks, it was a handkerchief, and there was a faint taste that belonged to him. Feng Jin was quite different from Jiang Suliu's actions, and he didn't react for a while, so he just looked at him like this.

Feng Jin was sitting on his back at this time, his knees bent, and his palms propped up behind him. And Jiang Suliu half-knelt in front of her, wiping away her sweat while her cool fingertips brushed her soft lips intentionally or unintentionally.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the quiet black eyes showed a little surprise, and the pair of peach blossom eyes hidden under the lenses were still as cold as ever, as if they were very calm and natural, but they also seemed to be suppressing something, and it seemed even more confusing.

"I'll do it myself."

Feng Jin, who came back to his senses, reached out and took the handkerchief, and inadvertently covered his hand, the slightly cool fingertips were very comfortable to touch, especially in such a hot weather.

Feng Jin put away the handkerchief and said, "Thank you for your handkerchief." ”

"You're welcome." Jiang Suliu lowered his eyelids, his slender fingers curled slightly, as if the soft touch just now was still on his fingertips, and he lowered his head to hide the dark color under his eyes.

There was a wind blowing in the forest, but it couldn't shake off the heat that surged up from the bottom of my heart.

At this time, Jonathan walked over and said, "Jin, it's not so easy next!" ”

That inexplicable atmosphere was broken in an instant.

Feng Jin got up, put on the armor very quickly, and said with a smile: "I will do my best, I hope the teacher will show mercy." ”

For Chinese idioms, Jonathan also spent a lot of time from knowing a little to mastering them at the beginning. He laughed heartily: "That depends on Jin's ability!" ”

Knowing that there was no need to discuss, Feng Jin was not discouraged. My father asked Mr. Jonathan to come to let her relax, not to get a respite from the company's affairs because of the company's exhaustion in advance, and to vent her stress.

It's just that now she has a little difficulty dealing with the students. However, escaping is never something she will do, and Mr. Jonathan's training method is the most survival of the fittest, with the ruthlessness of a wolf, a move to defeat the enemy, dangerous and useful.

At this time, the sun is already setting in the west. Feng Jin walked to the field, Jonathan's face no longer had the usual cheerful appearance, and his eyes showed a cold slaughter. Feng Jin stood opposite him, but her momentum would not be suppressed, and she quickly adjusted her state.

A gust of wind blew the leafy canopy, and a leaf fell with the wind.

Feng Jin moved.

A beautiful side kick hit Jonathan's knee position, and the next moment, Feng Jin's ankle was grabbed by a hand, which was very strong but not hurt. The balance of the body was destroyed, Feng Jin turned over and kicked directly on the bridge of Jonathan's nose with the other leg, at the same time, Jonathan had to let go of her ankles, and then Feng Jin turned over and landed lightly, attacking Jonathan again, with sharp moves and pressing step by step.

Seeing this, Jonathan frowned while easily dissolving her moves: "How many times have I told you, the side kick is not used like this, if it is someone else, your leg will be directly useless." ”

"That's one of the calculations, Mr. Jonathan." Feng Jin chuckled, his body suddenly accelerated, circled to Jonathan's right side, and turned his fist into a palm to attack Jonathan's neck.

Not surprisingly, Feng Jin's wrist was buckled, and the attack was instantly defused, but this was expected by Feng Jin. In the next moment, Feng Jin threw an uppercut to Jonathan's temple with her other hand, while her right knee flexed up to attack Jonathan's lower handset.

Jonathan shook his head at her ingenious attack, which was explosive enough and her stamina was too poor, but it started to take a few turns to breathe. After sitting in the office for a long time, the joints of the body are like rusty parts, lacking tempering.

As time went on, Feng Jin gradually felt strained, and his body had reached its limit. She gasped for breath to get enough oxygen to her body, and then the attack became more aggressive.

For her attack, Jonathan never left the range with a radius of half a meter with his right foot as the fulcrum, and easily defused Feng Jin's seemingly undisciplined attack that was actually pressing step by step, "You can easily win against students with this method." Jonathan swooped down, "But this is not a competition, even if it is a competition, your tricks of hurting the enemy a thousand and losing eight hundred will not outweigh the losses."

Feng Jin's eyes were dark.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

"President!"

――――Jin. River. Wen. Learn. City. Alone. Family. Hair. table, its. He. Equal. For. Steal. Text――――

Jiang Suliu stepped forward and hugged her body that was about to fall, and her face looked a little gloomy because of anxiety.

Jonathan was surprised by the speed of this oriental man, but quickly put it away, he looked at Feng Jin, whose face was pale due to pain, but a trace of worry flashed in his blue eyes: "Confirm the injury first!" ”

Feng Jin's breath was unstable, because of the severe pain, her eyes were dark, and she only vaguely saw a figure, and the tip of her nose smelled a faint unknown clear smell.

-- It's a river tracing the river.

She had lost the strength to speak in pain, and her armor was removed, and she was half-leaning in his arms, a voice in her ear that was cold and full of concern.

"President, I'll show you the injury first."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Jin felt that her ankle was gently held by a hand, and she gasped. Gradually, the sharp pain subsided. She raised her hand to stop Jiang Suliu's movements, gasped and said, "I'm fine, but I broke my foot and didn't hurt my bones." ”

"But your face is not good." Jiang Suliu frowned.

But at this moment, Jonathan squatted down, took off her shoes very skillfully and checked them, and said: "The lateral ligament is damaged, fortunately it is not particularly strict, but it can't continue to stay in the training ground." ”

Feng Jin was forbearant on his face, and he didn't make a sound very quietly.

Jiang Suliu frowned at this, but did not express any opinion on Jonathan's way of doing this, he squatted down and made a simple fixation of her injury, then picked her up horizontally, and said to Jonathan on the side: "I'll take her back first, her injury must be treated." ”

"I'll send you back." Jonathan said and said a few words to the students who came over, and then got into the buggy.

After the car started, Jiang Suliu had already sat down with Feng Jin in his arms. The buggy was faster than it had come, but fifteen minutes later, it was back at the house.

Feng Jin wanted to say that she could go, but Jiang Suliu didn't give her the slightest chance to speak, and directly picked her up and walked into the door. Under the housekeeper's surprised expression, Jiang Suliu said lightly: "Butler, please help me get the emergency medical kit and ice, thank you." After speaking, he hugged Feng Jin and went upstairs.

Seeing that he could only wait, Jonathan refused the butler's retention, and planned to go to the old place to find an old friend to plead guilty. Thinking of the scene when Feng Jin was injured just now, Jonathan's brows furrowed. He really lost his temper with Feng Jin, and if someone else used such a move, he would directly take it out and let him get out! But Feng Jin is different, he has been his student since he was fifteen years old, and he has a deep affection, and he is like a godfather to her.

From the very beginning, Feng Jin has shown amazing talent in martial arts. He loves talents, but she is not suitable for any competition, and what she has learned is only suitable for self-defense and tempering her will.

Although, that's what it was meant to be. But Feng Jin can always make him helpless, when the enemy is strong and I am weak, he always makes a surprise move, and then narrowly wins.

Just like many years ago.

Jonathan shook his head and sighed, no longer thinking about the unpleasant memories of the past.

This time, Feng Jin's injuries were not serious, but they were also worrying.

Especially under the premise that she is still at the helm of Sheng An, I don't know how the unreasonable old man will stare at the beads.

Upstairs, bedrooms.

Feng Jin was half-leaning on the soft bed, she had already given up saying anything, and just watched Jiang Suliu's movements.

is worthy of being a doctor, his movements are meticulous and serious, and his expression is also very strict.

Feng Jin had previously wiped her body with only warm water with the help of the maid, and then changed into a loose set of plain home clothes. And these were Jiang Suliu's last concessions, fearing that her injuries would worsen, so he didn't let her bathe in hot water. At this time, she was half-leaning on the pillow, the air conditioner was turned on in the bedroom, and in order to prevent her from catching a cold, her body was covered with a cold quilt, and her injured ankle was held with one hand, and then a large bag of ice cubes covered the swollen place.

It didn't feel very good, Feng Jin subconsciously moved his feet.

But in the next moment, the ankle was clasped by a hand.

"President, don't move." Jiang Suliu's tone was not as respectful as before, and even carried a hint of command.

Feng Jin thought he had misheard, was stunned, and then didn't move again.

The room was very quiet, Feng Jin was a little sleepy, the training ground was too tired, and fighting was really the best way to decompress. It's just that the foot injury is about ten days and half a month every year.

Drowsiness gradually hit, Feng Jin leaned on the soft pillow, and fell asleep.

Looking at her quiet sleeping face without a trace of defense, Jiang Suliu didn't have any charming thoughts in his heart.

That kind of picture reminded him of that time, when she was alone, even if she was exhausted and her body could not bear it, she still remained calm, as if she could hold anything.

It wasn't until I finally saw Jonathan that I lost consciousness with peace of mind.

This man has always been like this

It makes people can't put it down for no reason.

Outside the window, the night is quietly coming.

Jiang Suliu saw that the swollen part was much better, so he sprayed her ankle with trauma spray, then gently kneaded it with his fingertips, and then wrapped the wound with gauze after the absorption was almost done, and then put a soft pillow under her injured right foot. Unable to avoid her movement, Jiang Suliu never left, guarding her bedside.

Perhaps because of the pain, Feng Jin's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he didn't sleep well.

The light in the bedroom was also dimly adjusted by Jiang Suliu, and it was not dazzling.

During this period, Feng's father also came over, and did not disturb Feng Jin's sleep, and motioned for Jiang Suliu to come out, Jiang Suliu glanced at Feng Jin who was asleep, and then followed.

Feng's father originally wanted to blame Jiang Suliu for not sending Feng Jin to the hospital, but when he heard that Jiang Suliu himself was a doctor in a noble hospital in the United Kingdom, he looked at Jiang Suliu, sighed, and for a moment seemed to be no longer the Feng Qisheng who was dominating the mall, but just an ordinary father.

He is well aware of the fickleness of the human heart, so he has never relaxed his teaching for this only daughter, nor has he ever disguised his daughter as an heir to cultivate. It's not that he's unreasonable, but if the daughter of the huge company doesn't inherit it and falls into the hands of the tiger wolf, it will be regret at the beginning. It's better to teach her daughter a realistic way of life, even if she leaves the Feng family, she can still survive well.

The real wealth is not the wealth itself, but the experience and the calm heart, the calmness of a thousand sails.

It's just that marriage may be more bumpy than ordinary people for her.

"Treat Ah Jin well."

In the end, Feng's father only said one sentence that thousands of fathers would say. Simple and ordinary, it contains all the love of a father for his daughter.

"Okay."

Seeing Feng's father leave, Jiang Suliu put away the unexplained loss in his heart, he took a deep breath and returned to Feng Jin's bedroom. He stood beside her bed, looking at her sleeping face, his eyes darkened.

Feng Jin's bedroom furnishings are completely in accordance with the style of the president's office, simple and clear, and there is not much furniture, but it is exquisite and luxurious, just the wood used in a dresser can be seen to be valuable. The crystal lamps hanging from the roof are not flashy, but rather have a low-key sense of luxury, echoing the tones of the interior, emitting a soft and warm warm light.

It was late at night, Feng Jin seemed to have slept enough, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Suliu sitting in front of his bed. She came back to her senses, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and asked, "Secretary Jiang, why don't you go to rest so late?" ”

"You are alone, you have a foot injury, and the chairman is not at ease." Jiang Suliu naturally leaned over and took a soft pillow for her and put it on her back, and asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

Hearing his words, Feng Jin didn't think much about it, after all, he had to do a good job. She nodded, "Sort of." ”

"Then wait a minute." After Jiang Suliu finished speaking, he handed a tablet to Feng Jin, "The injury on your foot should not be moved, it is easy to cause old damage to the periankle ligament, the elasticity of the ligament decreases, the stability of the joint decreases, and the joint pressure continues to be excessive, inducing the dislocation of the facet joint, causing repeated inflammation." ”

"yes, I see." Feng Jin nodded, for his insistence, she had also understood before.

Taking the tablet in his hand, Feng Jin flipped through it, it was full of the latest Hollywood movies, as well as some music videos, all kinds of styles.

She thought it was the company's Wen Jiàn, but when she raised her head, she found that Jiang Suliu had left.

After about fifteen minutes, I saw Jiang Suliu come in with a bowl of noodles in his hand, and saw Feng Jin putting the tablet aside, half-squinting and pretending to sleep. When she heard the sound, she opened her eyes to see the comer.

Jiang Suliu took the spare small table and put it in front of her, and then spread out the napkin before bringing the noodles to her.

It is sprinkled with beautiful green onions, and it looks very appetizing.

Feng Jin tried the taste, although it looked ordinary, but the taste was very good.

It's just that it's not like the craft of your own chef.

"You did it?" Although it is a question sentence, it is clearly in an affirmative tone.

"Yes, President." Jiang Suliu said truthfully: "It's late now, and eating something else is not easy to digest, and it's not good for the stomach." ”

"Thanks, it tastes good."

Feng Jin's eating appearance was very quiet and elegant, and when she finished eating, Jiang Suliu handed her a clean napkin. Feng Jin took it and wiped the corners of his mouth lightly.

Jiang Suliu took his things away, packed up and left the room.

Feng Jin slept for a while, he was no longer sleepy, and planned to wash up and wait for a while to deal with Wen Jiàn on the other side of the continent.

What's more, during the period when she was not in the country, the Chu family and the people behind it would never do nothing.

In this way, Feng Jin got up and moved his feet wrapped in gauze, and only after finding that it was not so unbearable, he planned to get out of bed.

However, just as her feet touched the ground, the door was pushed open.