"Toot toot toot ......" came from the phone with an end tone.

Cheng Yun'er got up from the sofa excitedly, knowing that the phone had been hung up, and shouted to the other side.

Zhang's mother took a broom and came to the phone, "You always called?" ”

"Do your job, so much." Cheng Yun'er dropped the phone angrily and sat on the sofa again.

The person was brought back by Gong Yinian personally, and without Gong Yinian's instructions, Zhang's mother did not dare to snub Cheng Yun'er. With a broom in hand, she continued to clean the house.

Taking the elevator, Li Guoguo came to the company.

As soon as he entered the door, Guo Ziyu pounced, "Why did you come to the company, you weren't injured yesterday, why didn't you rest at home for a few more days?" ”

Li Guoguo looked at Shang Ou's office, and pressed Guo Ziyu's hand covering his arm with his backhand, "Shang Ou didn't give it to you?" I'm not very serious. ”

"Then I have to get some rest, in case it gets serious, I can't afford it." Guo Ziyu joked.

"If I think too much, even if I am half dead, no one will care about me." Li Guoguo patted her on the shoulder, smiled and shook her head, "I'm going to see Shang Ou, and I'm going to go to the fabric factory in a while." ”

Li Guoguo thought of Cheng Yun'er, she could unscrupulously order Zhang's mother to work at home, it must have something to do with Gong Yinian. She is not a fool, she didn't take Cheng Yun'er home, it was only Gong Yinian.

It seems that after Gong Yinian left last night, he had a happy time with Cheng Yun'er again. Slapping his face, Li Guoguo left the mess behind him. It's all reworked, what kind of feelings do you still talk about, and doing a good career is much more reliable than a man.

"Can I come in?" Li Guoguo stood at the door, facing Shang Ou, who was cutting boards in the room.

"Hmm." Shang Ou didn't raise his head, and the things in his hands didn't stop for a moment.

After Li Guoguo went in, he couldn't do it. After staying for a few minutes, he said, "Is yesterday's fabric okay?" If it's appropriate, I'll bring back some more today. ”

"Hmm." Shang Ou is the same as just now, there is no change.

Li Guoguo didn't dry up either, turned around and left.

I've been to the fabric factory once, and everything has gone smoothly since then. Holding the key to the warehouse alone, looking for better fabrics as yesterday.

Boom, the sky is not beautiful. The sky was clear, but suddenly it was covered with dark clouds. Gray clouds descended, dim and gloomy.

A strong gust of wind blew in, and the fabric behind him was dropped on his back. It was cold outside, but Li Guoguo was sweating profusely. After squatting for too long, my injured leg hurts. She peeled off the fabric and sat down on the floor.

The arm wiped her forehead, smelling the strong smell, and a stream of acid water stirred in her stomach.

No, I want to vomit.

Feeling that it was coming, Li Guoguo lame and rushed out of the warehouse.

"Gott~"

As if he wanted to vomit out his stomach before he would stop, Li Guoguo held on to the trunk of the tree and raised his hand to the sky.

It's raining! Bean-sized raindrops fell on the shoulders, and the thin clothes quickly rendered into small wet marks.

Moments before the heavy rain came, Li Guoguo ran back to the warehouse. She stood under the eaves, lightning and thunder, alternately.

"It's raining, and I don't know how Li Guoguo is." Guo Ziyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, anxiously looking at the continuous rain outside the window.

On the other side, Gong Yinian listened to the sound of rain and stared at the information in his hand.

Shang Ou, male, Chief Designer of Repasha......

His eyes fell on the feelings in the last column, and the corners of his lips were hooked, and he looked satisfied. No more anger, no mood to continue in the office.

Throwing the documents into the trash, Gong Yinian picked up the mobile phone on the desktop and notified the driver downstairs to wait at the door of the company.

"Mr. Yi, are you going home?"

Go home? Is she at home?

Gong Yinian raised his head and looked at the driver, "Go to Repasha." ”

Boom, a thunderbolt struck down. The branches of the trees in the courtyard were split and fell heavily to the ground.

Li Guoguo crossed his arms and looked nervously at the sky outside. She thought it was just a shower, and it would stop after a while, but it had been nearly an hour and a half, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no intention of stopping at all.

"If the phone doesn't work, nothing will happen, right?" Guo Ziyu looked at Shang Ou, so anxious that he couldn't do it.

The fabric factory is in the suburbs, deserted, she has a leg injury, and she can't be contacted, so she can't think about it.

Shang Ou put down the pen and looked up at Guo Ziyu, "If you're worried, go and see." ”

"Yes, I'll go now." Guo Ziyu is anxious, mainly afraid of Gong Yinian.

Hurriedly took the car key and took the elevator directly to the parking lot on the first floor. Take the exit on the right and pass by Gong Yinian's car.

"Mr. Yi, it's here."

"Hmm."

Gong Yinian leaned on the lean, his eyes staring out the window. A few people walked out of the downstairs of the company, and then the number of white-collar workers who got off work gradually increased.

Time passed minute by minute, and the driver threw himself into the backview mirror from time to time to look at Gong Yinian in the back seat.

The lights on the side of the road came on, and half an hour had passed since the end of work. Gong Yinian was impatient, opened the car door and walked out.

"Mr. Yi, you ......"

The driver followed closely and watched Gong Yinian stop and face a man.

"Mr. Shang, it's a coincidence that we're meeting again." Gong Yinian took the initiative to step forward.

Shang Ou accepted his friendly signal, stunned for a moment, and spoke, "Well, it's quite a coincidence, you're here to pick up Li Guoguo?" ”

"She's not working at Repasha right now, and I don't have a meeting today, so I'm here to pick her up." Gong Yinian's tone was calm, but they were all declaring their sovereignty.

After hearing this, Shang Ou's expression was stunned, and his heart rippled, "Didn't she tell you?" She was not in the company today and went to the fabric factory. ”

As soon as his face sank, Gong Yinian lost face. He has a husband, and no one else knows much. Gong Yinian sneered and quipped: "She's like this, she can't take care of anything else when she's busy." Mr. Shang told me the location of the fabric factory, and I went to pick her up. ”

"That's right, I'll go too, let's go together." Shang Ou looked at the Maserati not far away, and the people present were probably only Gong Yinian.

Gong Yinian found out about the relationship between Shang Ou and Guo Ziyu, so naturally he was not hostile to him. Maybe he can use it in the future, and his attitude has changed a lot.

Shang Ou reported the address to the driver, and called Guo Ziyu with his mobile phone to practice. However, the phone has been in a state of no signal, presumably because the signal in the suburbs is not good.

Out of the city, the whole road is dark, and the surrounding area is covered with thick cedar trees.

"How much longer?"

The driver listened to Gong Yinian's inquiry and glanced at the navigation, "Mr. Yi, it will take half an hour." ”

And so long? Gong Yinian was full of resentment. She dragged her wounds and tossed blindly. worked so hard, I didn't know that I thought he couldn't support her.

Urging the driver, Gong Yinian exuded anxiety all over his body.

The oncoming headlights forced Gong Yinian's car to stop, and the driver avoided it, but was stopped by Shang Ou.

"Wait, park!"

Gong Yinian looked out the window, it was not Li Guoguo's car.

Sangou stepped out of the car and reached out and banged on the other's window.

"Shang Ou? What are you doing here? Guo Ziyu rolled down the window and looked surprised.

Shang Ou stared at the car door, empty, "Li Guoguo didn't come back?" ”

"I went, but she's gone." After Guo Ziyu finished speaking, he saw Gong Yinian.