"I've double-checked the office and found nothing wrong." Wang Zheng rubbed his temples and looked a little headache: "Sheng Fei was poisoned when we met for the first time, and this time your father was poisoned, there must be a demon when something goes wrong." There are too many things recently, I need to sort out a clue, after I send you to Jurong during the day, let Daniel Zhang bring someone to protect you, and let Han Xingye accompany you, so I can give myself a vacation. ”

Jurong International is the base camp of the Shangguan family, the Shangguan family has been working hard here for many years, and it is simply a fantasy to want other forces to come in and kidnap Shangguan Shishi, Shangguan Shishi understands that Wang Zheng said that he was going to give himself a holiday, but in fact he must be investigating his father's affairs. With the IQ of the above official poems, he must be able to understand that there should be some kind of agreement between Wang Zheng and his father, but even so, Shangguan Shishi's heart is still very touched to be able to make Wang Zheng contribute so wholeheartedly to the Shangguan family.

"Okay, thank you." Shangguan Shishi knew that Wang Zheng was a character with a not simple background, and he also knew that Wang Zheng was a person with a story, although his story was now very inconvenient to tell others. But Shangguan Shishi has already remembered Wang Zheng's goodness in his heart. Maybe in the eyes of others, Miss Shangguan is a very pungent and sometimes even noisy person, but when Shangguan Shishi begins to take something or someone seriously, then nothing can break her persistence.

"Wang Zheng." Shangguan Shishi stopped the man when Wang Zheng was about to walk out of the office.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zheng turned his face and showed a fairly bright smile.

"I understand that if you need the support of the Shangguan family one day in the future, I will definitely use the strength of Jurong International to help you achieve your goals. Also, I'm sure you'll heal my father. The tone of the previous sentence of Shangguan Shishi was very firm, but the tone of the next sentence softened, and his eyes became a little soft: "The above two sentences have no causal connection. ”

"Miss Shangguan is suddenly like this, it really makes me feel a little unaccustomed." Wang Zheng said with a smile: "There is a third point: I will definitely try my best to cure your menstrual irregularities." ”

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Shishi did not jump this time, but said with a smile: "It's always like this, it's really boring." ”

Walking out of Jurong International, Wang Zheng walked carelessly, thinking about a series of recent problems in his mind, and when he looked up, he happened to see the disabled person lying on the car last time, Wang Zheng's eyes fluttered, and he suddenly remembered the girl last time, the girl with a pair of moving eyes.

Last time, it was this girl who made this middle-aged beggar who was tormented by life smile, Wang Zheng knew that it was a smile full of hope, a smile that could make people's mood change dramatically, and it was also a smile that could make people feel at ease.

Wang Zheng took out a coin, bent down, and gently placed it in the aluminum basin in front of the beggar.

And this middle-aged man, whose facial expression was extremely numb in the past, actually lifted his weather-beaten face and showed a warm smile.

Wang Zheng also returned a smile, but his heart moved.

At this time, it began to rain, and the rain at the end of summer was dripping, not as cool as expected, but bringing the coolness of early autumn.

Wang Zheng didn't bring an umbrella, so he stood on the bus stop and waited boredly for a while, watching the people on the road hurry, and suddenly found that his heart was so peaceful, and his heart was like water--this is the state of mind that Wang Da Killer has not had for many years.

In the past, the old man always taught him that if he could always maintain the mentality of Gujing Wubo, it would be the time for him to become a great weapon.

Although Wang Zheng has never known what the old man meant by Cheng Daqi, according to Wang Zheng's character of daring to love and hate, it has been difficult to enter a state of heart-like water, especially after the last battle of dragon scales, Wang Zheng often wakes up in nightmares, and Lao Sheng, who is covered in blood, and those departed comrades-in-arms will always appear in his dreams with pale faces, which is Wang Zheng's nightmare and Wang Zheng's life.

The legendary Evil King of the East is not without weakness, but this weakness is spiritual, not on the surface.

Wang Zheng is a hot-blooded young man, in the words of a certain personality color founder, Wang Zheng is a typical red character, love and hate, do not know how to forbear, let alone what is called a gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late.

The old man once hit the nail on the head and said that Wang Zheng can be an indomitable warrior, a general, and a fierce general, but he is not handsome, just because he doesn't know how to forbear, because he doesn't know what it means to endure humiliation, and he doesn't know what it means to plan and decide.

Even though Wang Zheng has become very dark and insidious in the eyes of others for revenge for so many years, the blood in his bones has not subsided, and after the last battle, Wang Zheng's boiling heart has never calmed down.

Of course, the cruel life and reality are making Wang Zheng slowly understand the old man's words, at least, if the old man sees him now, he will definitely praise Wang Zheng for making great progress compared to before.

However, somehow, whenever he saw or thought of that girl's eyes, Wang Zheng's heart was unprecedentedly peaceful, or serene, which was a very mysterious feeling, and even magical.

Seeing the No. 91 bus coming, Wang Zheng took out a dollar coin and squeezed into the bus with some indescribable expectation in his heart.

Route 91, which runs from the city center and terminates in the southern suburbs of the capital.

The time is already evening, at the beginning of the night, the lights in the carriage are unusually on, most of the passengers are people who are going home from work, Wang Zheng squeezed to the center of the carriage with anticipation, looked around, that expectation turned into a reality, and there was a sudden and irrepressible joy in his heart.

The girl, sitting in the window seat at the back of the carriage, looked out the window with big eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly curled, bent into a beautiful arc, and looked very peaceful in the noisy and crowded carriage.

This is the second time Wang Zheng has seen this girl, and somehow, Wang Zheng can always be infected by her emotions,

The rain outside the window was pouring down on the car windows, and the rain in late summer and early autumn added a lot of chill to the car windows, and the windows were covered with a shallow white mist of exhaled gas.

The girl smiled slightly, her eyes were filled with a faint warmth, stretched out her white and slender fingers, and tapped lightly on the car window, and let out another chuckle.

"With such a smile, she must be a girl in love." Wang Zheng thought of it, and his heart was slightly sour for no reason.

The girl held her phone in her hand and glanced at it from time to time, as if waiting for something, but did not show the slightest impatience.

Bus No. 91 has been traveling in the rain in the capital for nearly an hour, and the pedestrians on the bus have changed several times, but it is still crowded. Housing prices in the fifth ring road of the capital city are too expensive to rent, and many people can only choose to rent in the southern suburbs, taking long-distance buses to work every day.

The girl still smiled and looked at the light and shadow flashing outside the window, and then stretched out a finger and carefully wrote two words in the white mist on the car window:

Permitted.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng's heart suddenly throbbed inexplicably.

The beautiful font, juan Xiu Junyi, the girl looked at the handwriting on the window, stretched out her hand to erase it, but when her hand reached out, she stopped again, and she was still reluctant to wipe it off.

I don't know if it's because of shyness or what, the girl's face is a little red, but the smile in her eyes has never decreased, at this moment, Wang Zheng suddenly envied this man named Xu Fang, not for anything else, just because he has such a girl who thinks about him.

"Who cares about me in this world?" Wang Zheng raised his face, the dim light in the car illuminated his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his smile was a little bitter.

Wang Zheng is a person who believes in feelings, this girl came to Wang Zheng's eyes with a flutter, beautiful and indifferent, like a dream of Wang Zheng.

Wang Da Killer has been on the line of life and death for so many years, and there have been many dangers where his life hangs by a thread, for so many years, he has never thought about the private affairs of his children, and he has never taken the initiative to have a heart for a woman, let alone any love experience. Wang Zheng respects the old man very much, and also does what the old man said, sticks to his heart and strengthens himself.

Even guarding Shangguan Shishi, Sheng Fei and Han Xingye, three beauties with different temperaments, Wang Zheng did not think about anything else, because he knew that his great revenge had not been avenged, if he was entangled with his children at this time, how could he be worthy of those comrades-in-arms who fell beside him?

Wang Zheng couldn't tell the origin of this feeling, whether it was admiration, pity, or other feelings. He was just looking calmly, watching the girl smile and be distracted.

Since you can't tell how you feel, it's better to enjoy it from afar.

This is the simplest and most direct idea in Wang Zheng's heart.

At this time, the No. 91 bus has stopped at the terminal station, the southern suburbs bus terminal, and before you know it, the bus has taken almost two hours from the city.

At this time, the rain had stopped, and the night was thick, the girl got out of the car and walked slowly, fortunately, there are many people in the southern suburbs, all of whom are rented by migrant workers or school people, so there is no need to worry too much about safety.

Wang Zheng followed from a distance, watched the girl enter a community called Warm Home, and then got on the elevator, and after a while, the light in the room on the eighth floor turned on, like a star in the night.

Wang Zheng raised his head and squinted, he had no intention of going up, let alone going to the window to peep at this girl, and it didn't matter if she lived with the girl named Xu Fang, Wang Zheng was not interested in what this girl was doing, where her home was, Wang Zheng was not interested, Wang Da Killer rarely became desireless, he didn't want to destroy his peaceful state of mind, just looked up downstairs for ten minutes, and then turned to leave.

If you are upset in the future, it may be a good choice to come downstairs and look at the lights upstairs.

Twenty hours after Wang Zheng left his warm home in the southern suburbs, at the other end of the capital, at the northern suburbs international airport, three men and one woman stepped off the plane.