Chapter 72: The president of Yujing Group who fell off a cliff and disappeared

Shi Su was still reading the two newspapers in the car at the time, and she didn't see the specific situation at that time from falling into the river to being rescued.

So she didn't know if she was actually hit by someone who deliberately drove into it.

Originally, I thought that after the injury was healed, I would ask someone to investigate, and the police should be able to find out the monitoring route of the road section on the cross-river bridge at that time, and they would be able to know how it happened by checking it.

But she really doesn't want to bring this kind of thing to the house, especially when the house is still at night, and there are ......

Her eyes glanced in the direction of Jing Jihan, and sure enough, when the man heard Sister Jun's words, his eyes had fallen on her face again.

Sister Jun was still chattering over there: "But fortunately, you're fine, the scenes in the past few days have been all nights, and you have stayed up for so many days, so you can take a break in the past few days while you are recuperating from your injuries, and it is good to recuperate, and leave the investigation to me, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

Saying that, Sister Jun asked suspiciously, "Why don't you speak for a long time?" Are you home? If you're still squatting in the hallway, I'll go back and help you go home right away! ”

Shi Su hurriedly raised his voice in the direction of the mobile phone: "I'm back, the mobile phone is too far away so I didn't speak." ”

Sister Jun let out an "oh", then paused, and suddenly asked sharply: "So who helped you press the hands-free?" It's impossible to be at home at this time! ”

Shi Su: "......"

Sister Jun suddenly said angrily the next moment: "That little white face again?" You haven't broken off with him yet? Shi Su, I said you ......"

The man's tall figure moved slightly, walked to the coffee table, and hung up casually.

- The world is finally clean!

Although I am a little sorry for Sister Jun, Shi Su is really not in a good state at this time, she is not feeling well, she has stayed up for a few days and nights, and she coincidentally has a big aunt to visit today, the weather is cold in the morning so directly in the river water for a long time, physically and mentally exhausted, she is not comfortable anywhere, she just wants to be clean now, find a place to lie down, sleep, and don't want to say anything.

Seeing the man's eyes glowing with scrutiny, Shi Su said: "Let me rest first, and then talk about it when my state is better, shall I go back to the room and sleep first?" ”

There was almost a hint of begging in her tone, which was a natural reflection of a person who was too tired and unbearably in a state of collapse to collapse.

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked to the door of the children's room, and at the same time threw down the words: "Please go downstairs and help me pick up Mianmian when it is just after half past four, and the school bus of the kindergarten will send her to the gate of the community." ”

When the words fell, Shi Su entered the children's room without looking back.

Jing Jihan rolled his eyes and looked at the mobile phone on the coffee table that had been soaked in water a few hours ago, and there were still broken marks on the screen.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Shi Su woke up and opened her eyes, although she slept for a few hours, she slept unsteadily, and the pain in her neck was a reminder of what happened today.

However, she heard Mianmian's voice when she was half-asleep and knew that Mianmian had been picked up, so she continued to sleep with her eyes closed more at ease.

Unable to sleep at this moment, she slowly sat up and walked out of the children's room slowly.

When I opened the door, I saw that Mianmian was obediently lying on the coffee table and drawing, the little girl was only a little more than four years old, and she was still a child in a small kindergarten class, the teacher did not teach writing, but there would usually be some painting enlightenment classes, Mianmian liked it very much.

When I walked over and saw Mianmian, I didn't know what she was drawing, but she was very serious, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Mommy awake, and then saw the thing on Mommy's neck, and remembered that Uncle Ji Han said that Mommy was not feeling well and couldn't be disturbed, so he quickly grinned: "Mommy, are you uncomfortable here?" ”

Mianmian raised her finger curiously as she spoke, and pointed to the cervical spine fixator on Shi Su's neck.

Shi Su said "um", touched her little head, and at the same time vaguely heard what seemed to be movement in the kitchen, and then turned around and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

I saw that in the neat and clean kitchen, the man's tall and handsome figure was standing in front of the stove, frying a steak naturally and cooked, even in such a down-to-earth place as the kitchen, the silver spatula in his hand was also a commonly used kitchen utensil for Shi Su, but there was an inexplicable feeling that this steak was not something ordinary people could afford.

Smelling this fragrance from afar, I also know that it must taste very good.

If he was really the president of the Yujing Group who fell off the cliff and disappeared, the one called Jing What, it shouldn't be possible to fry steaks......

Shi Su suddenly shouted: "Ji Han." ”

Jing Jihan only glanced at her lightly, retracted his gaze, and turned the steak in front of him over.

Shi Su pestle in front of the kitchen door for a while, seeing that he didn't mean to deal with himself, he seemed to be quite bored when he thought about it, people were kind enough to help her daughter cook dinner, and she was still thinking about it here, and she had to call his name to verify his sensitivity to this name.

But it seems that Ji Han's name is not fake, when he turned his eyes to look at her just now, he was very instinctively reflecting his name, without the slightest intention.

That's weird.

Shi Su couldn't figure it out, so he helped the huge thing on his neck, and walked back to Mianmian to watch her draw with a clumsy movement.

Jing Jihan stood in the kitchen and slowly pinched his eyebrows.

When he was still studying in the United States many years ago, he did not accept the people sent by the Jing family to stay and take care of him, and occasionally when he had free time, he would cook in his apartment abroad.

Time flies, so many years have passed, returning to China to take over the company, flying to different countries and cities every once in a while, piling up projects, frequent meetings and dense itineraries of the president to inspect in person, there is no longer such idleness.

In the past few years after returning to China, it was the first time to cook in person, and it was to fill the stomach of a four-year-old girl.

Outside, there was the sound of Shi Su and Shi Mianmian's mother and daughter arguing again.

"Shi Mianmian, what are you painting here?"

"I'm drawing you~"

Shi Su was shocked: "This monster with feet on his head and a bunch of messy flowers on his body is me?!" Where is this like me? ”

"It's not feet, Mommy, it's hair!"

"Phew, who's got only two hairs? Still warped like this? Curse your mother, I'm bald young, right? ”

"Oh, I'll draw a few more!" Mianmian quickly patched up a few strands of Mommy's hair, and then embellished it with a pink watercolor pen.

The corners of Shi Su's mouth twitched: "What the hell is this?" ”

"This is the bow I put on Mommy's hair~"

Shi Su: "...... It looks like Tianshan Tong's grandmother has a pimple on her scalp. ”

Shi Mianmian pouted at the tasteless Mommy, covered the painting and stopped showing it to her, Shi Su was still pestering to see it, Mianmian quickly got up with her painting in her arms, and ran to the kitchen to hold the painting to Jing Jihan: "Uncle, do you think the Mommy I painted looks good?" ”