Qin Xiaoran, who had taken the medicine, fell asleep in a daze, and Lin Shu turned off the light and walked out lightly.

What he didn't expect was that Jiang Qingyan was still waiting outside.

"Why didn't you leave?" He leaned against the wall next to her seat and lit a cigarette.

Jiang Qingyan pulled the corner of his suit with one hand, grabbed his arm with the other, stood up slowly close to his body, stuck to his ear, reached out to take the cigarette from his mouth, and breathed like an orchid.

"Mr. Lin, the hospital doesn't allow smoking."

She hooked her lips and chuckled, slowly putting the cigarette into her mouth, her red lips becoming more and more bewitching.

"Jiang Qingyan, you really haven't changed at all."

"I haven't changed." She spat out a puff of cigarette and landed on his face, "I haven't seen him for so many years, but Mr. Lin has changed a lot." ”

"The little kid who blushed at every turn before, now it's... Battle-hardened? ”

Lin Shu looked at her beside her, sneered, and said, "In the past few days, you have been busy with Gu Wei, do you want to put a long line to catch big fish?" ”

"What? Mr. Lin is vinegared? She asked rhetorically.

"It's not, I'm just a friend to you, out of affection."

He turned his face away and said sarcastically, "Gu Wei is not the kind of ordinary president Kuo Shao you met before, just his little niece, you can't pass it." ”

"That's thanks to Mr. Lin for reminding me." She took another puff on her cigarette, "I've always been sure about myself. ”

"If it really doesn't work, just change it." Jiang Qingyan smiled coquettishly and tilted her head to look at Lin Shu, "No matter what, isn't your 'friend' still here?" ”

"I'll just think you're complimenting me." Lin Shu chuckled and exhaled heavily against the wall, "I really didn't expect that we could still speak so calmly. ”

She smiled in agreement and didn't say anything more, but the eyes that looked at him in the smoke were clearly full of possessiveness.

The man she Jiang Qingyan fancies, even if she doesn't want it, she won't give it up.

Therefore, whether it is Gu Wei, Lin Shu, or any man she fancies, she can only be her minister, and she has that confidence.

A few hours later, City A—

As soon as Gu Wei's plane landed, he drove home quickly.

The house was still the same, and he put down his briefcase and walked to the constricted door.

The lock on the door was unharmed, without the slightest sign of being picked, and his dangling heart finally hit the ground.

Thankfully, she didn't run away from him this time.

Gu Wei blindly comforted himself.

He took out the key and opened the door, and the room was dark and depressing.

By the faint light outside the door, he walked softly to the bed.

Si Fang turned his back to him, and the whole person was nested in the quilt, although he was awake, but he did not look back.

One side of the bed sank in, followed by a soft sigh.

"I know you didn't sleep." Gu Wei's voice was low, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

He always did this, preemptively covering up his faults, putting himself on a high staircase, waiting for someone else to pick him up.

"Uncle...."

Si Fang called him softly, with a slight tremor and uneasiness.

She never thought she was wrong, but just like An Jing said, if she didn't bow her head and admit her mistakes, if she continued to stalemate like this, she would only be hurt the most.

"Uncle, it's my fault."

"I shouldn't have lied to you."