"Sleeping? Even if I die, I want him to get up and answer the phone for me immediately! Ji Qingling sneered, and did not stop because of Chen Zhilei's pitiful coquettishness.

Chen Zhilei was shaken by her roar, and looked in the direction of Fu Zijun in panic, Ji Qingling's roar leaked out of the earpiece, and there was a great tendency to wake up Fu Zijun, Tao Jian, who was lying on the table, moved his body, and saw that he was about to wake up, Chen Zhilei, who was in a hurry, quickly hung up the phone.

"Director Chen, when did you come?" Tao Jian stretched his waist sleepily, looking at Chen Zhilei with a flustered face, he always felt that she was a little weird.

"I'll send this report to the president." Chen Zhilei was calming herself, the phone in her hand vibrated again, so bluffing that she almost threw the phone out, she didn't expect that the timid and scared Ji Qingling would call again and again, according to her character, shouldn't she hide in the corner and cry silently to heal her injuries? Could it be that when you get married, you really think that you are a daughter, and you have learned from those people to start playing temper!

Chen Zhilei was panicked and angry, and kept cursing Ji Qingling in her heart.

Tao Jian's attention was also attracted by the phone she was holding tightly in her hand, this mobile phone was very familiar, frowning slightly, with questions and questions in her eyes, "This is, Mr. Fu's personal phone, right?" ”

"Hmm" Chen Zhilei is worthy of being the director of the public relations department, and after a short period of panic, she quickly calmed down, and handed the phone to Tao Jian with a calm face, "The phone of the president's wife, the phone keeps ringing, I am afraid that it will affect your sleep, so I picked it up and said to her, but she has to talk to the president, I don't know what is going on, do you want to wake up the president?" ”

Fu Zijun didn't sleep well, and his slightly frowning brows revealed his exhaustion.

Her down-to-earth and generous attitude dispelled Tao Jian's suspicions, and he was also embarrassed when he looked at the phone. Fu Zijun hasn't rested for five days, even the iron beaters can't hold on, not to mention that his cold hasn't healed yet, although the contract has been obtained, but there is still a tough battle to fight next, and finally there is time for him to take a nap, and it is too cruel to wake him up because of a trivial matter.

He was hesitating. Fu Zijun woke up.

"What's the matter?" He sat up straight. I brushed the creases of my shirt and buttoned up the sleeves, and the tiredness on my face was immediately swept away. It was restored to a calm and indifferent place like a mountain.

"It's the president's wife's call." Tao Jian handed him the phone, Fu Zijun had just picked up the phone, and before he could connect it, the phone stopped vibrating at this time.

A hint of surprise flashed across Fu Zijun's face. faintly still a little happy, Ji Qingling has always been very independent. Except for being a little clingy when I first met, he has been pestering her since then, and it is rare that she will take the initiative to call him.

Although his face was still unfazed, the quick call with his fingertips leaked his eagerness.

Chen Zhilei stood aside and stared at Fu Zijun's every move. Even the gentle smile on his face, which was almost invisible, was seen in her eyes, her chest suffocated, and her nails unconsciously snapped into her palms.

Is he really in love with her?

Falling in love with that vulgar woman who is good-for-nothing, vulgar, and not worthy of him in the slightest? So what is her forbearance for so many years?

It's a pity that the other party is coming from a prompt tone that the phone has been turned off. He lowered his eyelashes, regretting only for a moment. He immediately cleaned up his mood, the work in front of him was more important to him, and it was estimated that she would not have any urgent matters there, and it would not be too late to call back when he was busy with the things at hand.

Chen Zhilei's heart was relieved, he finally didn't lose his mind, if he really put down a qiē and flew back to China regardless of Ji Qingling's disregard for not answering the phone, then it would not be the Fu Zijun she knew, and the current Ji Qingling should be very disappointed.

Thinking of this, she smiled proudly in her heart, that naïve Ji Qingling should think that a man should revolve around the woman he loves just like in the novel, and a phone call for her will immediately appear beside her, she pursed her lips, she will make good use of the next time, so that Fu Zijun will be unable to return to City A in a short time.

Ji Qingling looked at the mobile phone that was turned off because it was out of power, and became impulsive because of anger, and his brain slowly calmed down, what was he doing just now?

Scenes of the past flashed in front of her eyes, such an ugly and dark self, who became distorted because of jealousy, she always thought that as long as she didn't think about it, the tragedy would not happen again, and she could completely forget such unbearable memories, but she was too naïve, as long as Chen Zhilei said a fluttering word, she would hook out all the darkness in her heart.

In fact, what position do you have to be jealous? In this life, her heart is like a mirror, and she will no longer pretend to be amorous that there will be any real husband and wife affection between her and Fu Zijun, but they are just using each other, where does this senseless jealousy come from? What qualifications does she have to question Fu Zijun and Chen Zhilei?

Is it Fu Zijun's kindness to her recently that blinded her? Or is she always in love with him and always has expectations for him?

No matter which possibility it is, reality has undoubtedly dealt her a fatal blow, even if it is not Chen Zhilei who answers the phone today, it may be any other woman, Fu Zijun is willing to roll together with them is his "freedom", and she, the nominal wife, should really not be sentimental.

Maybe God is taking care of her, if it weren't for her phone to turn off when she was out of power at this time, she really didn't know how far she would lose her mind, maybe the imageless crying, making trouble and hanging in her previous life would be staged again, then her efforts during this time would be in vain.

She pulled up a smile that was really not a smile, she was no longer the Ji Qingling of the past, she had her own life, her own friends, her own studies, she still had a good life waiting ahead, and if she fell into the mire of the past, she would be sorry for the second chance God gave her.

Despite all the mental construction of herself, her chest was always stuffy, lying on the bed tossing and turning, her head was a mess, and she fell asleep from exhaustion when it was close to the morning.

She was woken up by the sun, she reached out to block out the strong light, without any sense of satisfaction, and those messy and suffocating old dreams left her breathless.

The headache was about to burst, she poured herself a glass of water, and decided to go to the library today, in this home, she would only be cranky and want to make her mental state worse, so she simply called and asked Shen Fuyan if he was free, and there were just a few questions that she wanted to discuss with him.

While rubbing her temples, she picked up her mobile phone and prepared to make a call, only to remember that she only cared about being angry and forgot to charge her phone last night, so she had to reluctantly plug in the power cord and get up and wash. (To be continued)