Chapter 223: A Poem

Su Jingruo's first order at Mohs was to make personnel changes in the group.

After receiving the news, the departments were panicked and worried about being laid off.

Su Jingruo sorted out the contents of the safe, put them in the briefcase, and restored the safe to its original place.

Kevin, who was in charge of the former acting secretary to the president, knocked on the door of the office, and Su Jingruo was looking down to check the plans of Moh's recent projects, and Zhuoya was standing beside her, and the eyes of the two looked at the same time.

Kevin walked over to the desk and handed a copy of his resignation to Su Jingruo.

Su Jingruo lowered her eyes and looked at it, "Why did you resign?" ”

Kevin was stunned for a moment, shouldn't she be under his command at this time? How is it possible for a secretary who has been a president to stay with the current president?

Su Jingruo's eyes were pale, and Zoya, who was standing on the side, also looked at him quietly, the office fell silent, Kevin pursed his lower lip stiffly, and said:

"I'm the secretary who took office, and it's better to resign than to be fired by you."

Su Jingruo smiled indifferently, her smile was very faint, she picked up the resignation letter and looked into Kevin's eyes, "So, you are doing this to preserve your dignity?" ”

The moment Kevin's lips tightened was captured by Su Jingruo, what he said was true, and the person who was spied into his heart reacted in self-defense.

Kevin nodded, "Yes." ”

The resignation letter was given to Zhuo Ya beside her, who put it away, she remembered that this Kevin was Qiao Wenxuan's cousin, but after paying attention to a few observations, Su Jingruo could see that Kevin was loyal to Qiao Wenxuan, and she would not raise tigers.

"I respect your choice and go to finance to settle this month's salary."

Kevin bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

Zoya retracted her gaze and said to Su Jingruo: "Mr. Su, this Kevin is quite backbone. ”

The corners of Su Jingruo's mouth bent, backbone? She felt that it was more appropriate to describe him as knowledgeable about current affairs.

Compared with Qiao Wenxuan, Su Jingruo admired this Kevin.

Busy until late, Su Jingruo and Zhuo Ya left Mo's, Yi Youhui's car stopped in front of Mo's Mansion and waited for Zhuoya, and Su Jingruo returned to Qingyuan.

She had been busy in the afternoon, Su Jingruo forgot to call back to Qingyuan to tell Steward Mu that she didn't have to wait for her for dinner, and when she walked into the villa, she saw Steward Mu coming up and asked with concern: "Miss, come back so late, have you eaten?" ”

Su Jingruo held the dim sum she bought from Chen Ji Tea Restaurant in her hand, held it up and said, "I bought takeout." ”

"Don't eat that that's not nutritious." After speaking, he directly snatched the takeaway lunch box in her hand, "Go take a shower, change your clothes and come down to eat." ”

"Okay." Su Jingruo couldn't resist her, so she went upstairs to change her clothes.

Passing by the study and seeing that the door was half-hidden, Su Jingruo slowed down and looked through the crack in the door.

Behind the ivory desk, the man hangs his head to operate the computer, and behind the black-framed eyes hides a pair of deep and undisturbed eyes, and the black V-neck knit wraps the man's straight and stylish lines.

Men who do things seriously are the most attractive, and in Su Jingruo's eyes, Su Yichen does have a special masculinity.

Retracting her gaze, she walked into the room.

The figure left from the door, and Su Yichen's sexy thin lips hooked shallowly.

After changing her clothes, Su Jingruo walked out of the room and was about to go downstairs for dinner, when she closed the door, she vaguely heard Su Yichen's voice coming from the study, and her tone was obviously with a hint of warm anger.

She didn't care at first, thinking that it was the company's affairs that made him have such a bad attitude, but after hearing the familiar name 'Xiaoxi', her footsteps stopped unconsciously.

In the study, Su Yichen supported his forehead with one hand, held his mobile phone with the other, and said in a cold voice to the people in the microphone: "How many times have I told you, Xiaoxi is allergic to mangoes, why do you want to give it to her?" ”

Su Jingruo frowned.

"Is it serious?" Su Yichen asked.

The people in the study looked bored, and the people standing in the corridor listened to the heartache.

The man's stern voice came again, "Don't explain it to me, you know the consequences next time it happens." ”

Su Yichen hung up the phone, Su Jingruo's face was ugly and gloomy, if she remembered correctly, a few days ago in the elevator, when she asked Tan Yuxi about his whereabouts, he replied that it was not clear.

Su Jing walked over indifferently, and Su Yichen almost immediately noticed the flashing figure, holding his mobile phone tightly, his eyes deep.

He was wondering if she had heard him on the phone.

When she got downstairs, Su Jingruo saw a table full of steaming meals, and said with a smile, "Hard work, Steward Mu."

"Miss, eat it while it's hot." Steward Mu said.

Su Jingruo nodded, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the food, and chewed slowly in her mouth.

She ate this dinner very slowly, and she kept thinking about one thing in her mind, why did Su Yichen hide Tan Yuxi's whereabouts.

After putting down the chopsticks, the napkin wiped the corners of his lips and went upstairs to decide to try again.

In front of the study, she knocked on the door calmly, and Su Yichen raised her head, "Come in." ”

Pushing open the door, Su Jingruo's calm eyes couldn't see the waves, and walked to the desk and sat down.

"Have something to talk to me about?" Su Yichen asked.

"Hmm." Su Jingruo nodded.

"Say it." Su Yichen closed the notebook and straightened his body with a deaf posture.

"Mohs has been taken over by me, and I won't have too much time in the future. The last time Miss Tan asked me to accompany her to see the wedding dress, it has been a week, so I asked her when she wanted to see it, and I needed to arrange my own itinerary in advance. ”

Su Jingruo tried her best to make an excuse as straightforward, in order to make Su Yichen unable to answer.

The man's face was light and breezy, and his pale brown eyes were deep and deep under the crystal lamp, and Su Jingruo couldn't see through his eyes.

can hide his emotions in front of himself to the extent that he doesn't leak, and Su Yichen is the first.

He leaned back slightly, leaning back in the leather boss's chair, his fingers crossed, his arms resting on the armrests.

"I don't know which country she's in right now."

The same answer, Su Jingruo stared at Su Yichen directly, and the hand on her knee clenched slightly.

Lie! Su Yichen, you're lying!

Su Jingruo felt that there was a flame burning in her chest, but she suppressed it well, showed a light smile, and said, "In this way, when she has news, you tell her to inform me early." Then he got up, "It's late, I'm going to rest." ”

"Good night." Su Yichen lowered his eyelids, Su Jingruo squinted at him, and replied lightly: "Good night." ”

Back in the room, Su Jingruo sat quietly at the bay window, her legs bent on her knees, her hands wrapped around her legs, her head leaning against the window, looking at the darkness of nothingness outside.

……

Before going to bed, Su Jingruo took two sleeping aids, and when she was lying in the bathtub, she looked at the ceiling with a straight corpse, and after a long time, her eyelids gradually sank and she fell asleep.

At two o'clock in the morning, Su Jingruo opened her eyes suddenly, her limbs spread out like ants gnawing unbearably, her whole body trembled, her hands grabbed the water pipe, the handcuffs rubbed against the skin of her wrists, pain and addiction overlapped and hit her brain at this moment, and she fell again......

……

The next day, a trace of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, and the mist was filled, and the light veil covered it.

The lonely soul in the bathtub pushed open the window, and the cold handcuffs still hung on her wrists, swaying in mid-air with the movement of opening the window.

Addiction rehabilitation, day 7.

In a flash, a week had passed, and she was torn between salvation and depravity.

Ning Zhi told her that at her level of drug addiction, it would take at least a month, but this was only a physical addiction, and the most difficult thing to quit was the heart addiction.

Su Jingruo didn't refute him at the time, because she did have a desire for that kind of thing.

After changing her clothes, Su Jingruo took out the hand-drawn drawing of the jade pendant left by her father, and put together the sketch she found in the safe yesterday.

She stared at the original heart jade figure on it and looked at it carefully, but she didn't find any difference between the comparisons. It's just that on this sketch that was placed in the safe, my father left a poem.

In September, the roots are broken, and the clothes are embroidered with colors.

Four o'clock and the sun and the moon, seven hundred miles of mountains and rivers.

Su Jingruo speculated that this poem would not be written by his father for no reason, he must have wanted to express something, but what was it?

She held her forehead, her fingers running between the four lines.

He said to himself, "Father, tell me, what does this poem mean?" Tell me! ”

Su Jingruo didn't find any clues when she thought about it, but the signature Liu Sheng at the checkout office made her gaze stop for a few seconds.

Shi Liusheng? Who is Shi Yanagi?

Could it be the owner of this poem?

Su Jingruo took out her mobile phone and entered the poem into a search engine to find it, but found that there was no such poem.

Her eyes fell on the name Shi Liusheng again, did her father want her to find this person named Shi Liusheng?

Su Jingruo put the two manuscripts away, turned around and walked out, and just took a few steps, she suddenly stopped.

Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a sentence that her father called her a week before his death flashed in his mind: Chuxin, your mother and I are going to Sanqing Temple for fasting on the weekend, and then learn Buddhist teachings with Abbot Shi Liusheng......

This Shi Yanagi is the abbot of Sanqing Temple! Su Jingruo hurriedly returned to the dressing table, took out the two manuscripts, opened her mobile phone and took two photos, and after putting them back away, she turned around and walked out of the room and went downstairs to have breakfast.

With the unhappiness of last night's conversation in the study, Su Jingruo looked at Su Yichen's gaze a little colder, sat down with a faint expression, and said, "Morning." ”

Su Yichen raised his eyes and looked at her, "Morning." After that, there was no word.

Steward Mu stood aside, and at a glance saw that the atmosphere between the two was strange, but this kind of thing was not something that outsiders could interfere with, so she silently withdrew from the restaurant and called the other two servants away by the way.

Su Yichen knew that Steward Mo was leaving on purpose, so he simply accepted her love, picked up a napkin and printed the corners of his lips, and said, "Are you in a bad mood?" ”

Su Jingruo put down her chopsticks, lowered her eyes and didn't look at the person next to her, and said in a cold tone: "When have you ever seen a woman who came to your aunt in a good mood?" ”

Su Yichen was just about to get up, and when he heard this, he sat down again, and this time his attitude was obviously serious and serious.

"What the hell is going on? Is there something wrong with Mohs's side? ”

Facing the man's concern, Su Jingruo was disdainful in her heart, got up slowly, and said, "Mo Shi doesn't bother Mr. Su to worry about it, I can handle it." ”

When Su Yichen heard this, he obviously smelled of gunpowder, and secretly said in his heart, when this woman came to her aunt, it was as if she had eaten dynamite?

As the woman's footsteps faded away, Su Yichen's voice floated from behind her.

"Tell your aunt to go."

Su Jingruo's face turned cold for a moment, Su Yichen, your uncle!