Originally, the secretary wanted to come forward to reconcile, but I felt that it was not good for me to insert it, and the secretary was in a dilemma, on one side was his boss, and on the other hand was the boss's girlfriend, and it was not right to help either side.

"Okay, you don't even want to stay now, do you?" Lin Zhi's eyes were full of tears, she was about to cry but couldn't cry, she looked at Song Qingcheng like this.

Song Qingcheng lowered his head and pretended not to see anything, calculating that his eyes were staring at the document, but his ears were all listening to Lin Zhi.

The secretary felt that he couldn't do anything at this time, and he walked in front of Song Qingcheng, he looked at his boss pretending to read the documents like this, but in fact, his hands were clenched, and the secretary knew that the boss cared about the Lin Zhi in front of him.

"I don't think you two need to be so noisy, if you want to know if the boss doesn't care about you, why are you here? If you already feel that the boss doesn't care about you, you'd have left a long time ago, and if the boss didn't care about you, he'd have blown you away a long time ago, isn't that the same nature. ”

After finishing speaking, the secretary also picked up the glasses next to him and put them on the bridge of his nose, what he said could be said to be to the point, Lin Zhi looked at Song Qingcheng, and Song Qingcheng also looked at Lin Zhi.

Just when the two of them didn't speak again, the secretary felt that one of them had to leave at this time, the secretary looked at the two people carefully, and the secretary found that Lin Zhi's clothes seemed to be able to be used.

"Miss, something is not quite right with the clothes on your body, I advise you to go back and wash up first, you are not properly dressed, and your hair is not combed, do you think you are suitable to show this in front of the person you like?" After speaking, the secretary picked up a mirror and handed it to Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi looked at himself in the mirror, not at all like his original self, Lin Zhi hurriedly ran out, the pedestrians on the road watched this girl leave here, the front desk lady saw Lin Zhi rushing away from the company, a little puzzled, what the hell is going on? Is it a breakup?

However, after Lin Zhi returned home, he did not carefully groom and dress himself, but locked himself in the room, and the servants outside did not get an effective response no matter how many times they knocked on the door.

The servants are a little anxious, Miss won't have anything to do inside, what if Miss can't think of the one inside? Thinking of this, the maid wanted to call Song Qingcheng, but he was afraid that Song Qingcheng would quarrel with the young lady because of some things, so he couldn't call him.

In the silent air of the room, only the sobs of the girl could be heard. The sun shone in and shone on the girl's pale face. A small comb-like eyelash falls a shadow. A pair of slightly reddened eyes were revealed under the projection.

The appearance of the stars is long gone, and the tears are gently embellished, like flowers, fleeting.

A tear slid down her face, and with a "tick" sound, it fell to the floor, making a little echo that echoed in the girl's bedroom.

I saw that she opened the door, and before she could run to the big bed in the bedroom, she couldn't stop her tears. The beads that fell off the thread were the same, billowing and falling.

If he wanted Song Qingcheng to know, he would definitely not be able to help but feel distressed, but he took care of himself, so he naturally didn't think how sad Lin Zhi would be in the face of his sudden indifference.

Lin Zhi thought of Song Qingcheng's gentle eyes, and compared to the eyes that were like ice cubes now, he was emotionless and looked like a robot. There is not the slightest tenderness.

She cried hysterically, and the sun shone gently on her, but it didn't do anything.

The white clouds were leisurely outside the window, staring at the girl.

In the small corner, the girl's back was against the wall, curled up, hiding her face under her arms around her. My body couldn't help but tremble.

After a while, the sobbing also stopped, and the trembling stopped trembling, just quietly, revealing his little face, facing the sun, looking at the white clouds outside the window.

The tears in the corners of her eyes fell casually, wetting the hair that was scattered on the girl's chest. The two lines of tears were not dry, and two more lines were added because of the girl's head. The red eyes are no longer as vigorous and energetic as before, but more haggard.

The girl suddenly smiled to herself, and couldn't help muttering, "It's okay, you have to give the other party a little space." It's okay, don't,"

"Don't, it's okay to be sad." The girl choked and lowered her head, buried her arms in her arms, and hid in the darkness.

The maid outside the door listened to no movement for a long time, and finally heard the girl's muttering. Hesitantly looking at the warm water in his hand, he didn't know what to do. A low, whining animal sound came from inside the room.

Maids are also affectionate, and it should be fine to take care of their employers, although if it were normal, the maid would not do this.

Naturally, it was because Lin Zhi gave the maid enough respect and care. It's nice to treat the maids. The maid hesitated for a moment, but chose to buckle them.

The knock on the door woke Lin Zhi up, only to realize what he had just done, after a moment of sluggishness.

"Not allowed." The tone is a bit fierce, but more of a crying tone. After Lin Zhi realized his tone, he immediately swallowed the rest of the words back and cleared his throat. Stand up.

I felt the soreness of my feet due to squatting for a long time. Lin Zhi rubbed his eyes. It seems that this can brush away the sourness and astringency of the eyes, and can brush away the pain in the heart.

But no. He coughed and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to come in." The fragility and haggard in the words were deliberately disguised.

But sadness is real, and the maids know it. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. The maid knew that she was afraid that she would see Lin Zhi crying, and Lin Zhi would not be able to lose this face, not to mention, Lin Zhi was not so weak.

"But ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Zhi.

"No thanks."

The words were as cold as Song Qingcheng's. The maid was stunned. Looking at the warm water in his hand, he didn't know what to say. So I had to instruct: "Then you have a good rest." Finally, he walked down with the water.

Lin Zhi was relieved when he heard the sound of footsteps.

The maid thought for a moment and gently placed the warm water on the table. I couldn't help but sigh again, thinking of Song Qingcheng's gentle behavior towards Lin Zhi before, although I was puzzled by Song Qingcheng's cold attitude now.

But she still feels that Song Qingcheng cares about Lin Zhi, she has lived for so long, and it is not in vain that she has worked here for so long, she can see that Song Qingcheng's attitude towards Lin Zhi before was true.

Keep your eyes on the telephone next to the couch. After hesitating for a moment, he still chose to call Song Qingcheng. Toot toot, after a busy sound.

The maid's heart was a little cold, once before, as soon as she called, Song Qingcheng's voice came from the hurried Song Qingcheng.

"What's wrong with Lin Zhi?" looks anxious, like the Monkey King who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and he can't wait to jump to the Heavenly Palace. I can't wait to appear next to Lin Zhi in the next second. That's probably what every second is. But now, he won't answer the phone.

The maid slapped her face a second time. After waiting for a while, Song Qingcheng's cold voice came. "What's wrong?" The voice is magnetic, very good, and can make the ear pregnant without saying anything.

"Miss, she ......," the maid said quietly, trying to speak in a calm tone.

"Hmm." What responded to her was Song Qingcheng's cold voice, as if he didn't care.

Song Qingcheng gently clasped the table with his fingers, which was an action he was used to doing when thinking.

The maid pursed her lips and couldn't help but speak. "Mr. Song, don't you care about her?" Although it was a bit out of line, Song Qingcheng did not blame the maid for being incompetent.

I just thought of the girl's red eyes, and I couldn't help but feel strange in my heart, and the feeling of crispness and numbness came from my heart.

He couldn't stand Lin Zhi crying, but he really didn't know how to get along with Lin Zhi, how to tell her calmly that his memory had recovered.

The maid who hung up the phone naturally couldn't hear Song Qingcheng's sigh and anger, but just said, "Let her rest early, eat and sleep on time." "It's too official. I can't see that Song Qingcheng cared about Lin Zhi before.

The maids didn't know how many times they sighed today, but what could they do, they didn't have the right to do so.

Could it be that they quarreled? But it doesn't look like Lin Zhi, it wasn't good before, what kind of grievance did Lin Zhi cry like this. Girls, it's good to coax.

A deep sense of powerlessness came over the maid, and the maid had to do what she was supposed to do.

Song Qingcheng over there glanced at the working documents in front of him. The phone was gently put back. Looking at the pile of documents and couldn't help but have a headache, he rubbed his temples and reached for the first one.

After listening to Mr. Song's call, the secretary next to him was not embarrassed, and he was not surprised to see Song Qingcheng's god-like speed, after all, he was used to it.

But looking at his own president, he didn't show a little anxious look because of this phone call, and calmly handled the documents as if nothing had happened just now.

The secretary was deeply surprised. But we don't know anything, and we don't dare to ask. Silently swallowed the words back. Looking at the calmness of his president, I don't know whether to be happy or worried. The good news is that the president separates his personal affairs from his business. The worry is that such a president is no longer humane.

In his heart, which emotional president he likes. will be sad and happy, after all, people are emotional animals. Of course, the biggest reason is probably that the president without a heart is too terrible.

The secretary suppressed the doubts in his heart and reported his work quietly.

Faced with his secretary's questions, Song Qingcheng didn't want to explain anything, because the more he explained, the more chaotic he became, and he might accidentally leak something to the secretary, Song Qingcheng didn't believe the secretary.

Instead, Song Qingcheng was there thinking that Lin Zhi would think of the secretary as soon as he was clever, and then try his best to get the information from the secretary, in case the secretary didn't work, Lin Zhi would be tricked, then he would be finished.

"You don't have to ask about this matter in the future, I have my own way to deal with it, you can do what you are doing now, I have a lot of work to do now." After saying that, the secretary withdrew, and Song Qingcheng lowered his head and looked at the large pile of documents next to him, wanting to complete these tasks as soon as possible.

Song Qingcheng has been bored in his office these days, and these tasks must be completed quickly, until the evening of the third day, Song Qingcheng couldn't help but stretch his waist and finally finished these things.

"After all this work is done, I can finally go to another place to do my own business." A smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingcheng's mouth, he secretly opened the door, and when he saw that there was no one outside, he shook his head helplessly, estimating that he was going to leave secretly.

Song Qingcheng came to the underground garage and silently drove out his most inconspicuous car, which few people knew was Song Qingcheng's, but it had been parked here.

This time, Song Qingcheng left without permission and did not tell anyone his whereabouts, including the secretary who was so busy outside that he fell asleep, and Song Qingcheng had just left before he saw the secretary who was busy sleeping in the corner.

Song Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh, it seems that the secretary is not a person who can stay up late, he is already busy falling asleep after only such a short time. But what Song Qingcheng didn't know was that the secretary hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights, and he was different from the person who had slept with Song Qingcheng.