For several days in a row, Song Qingran was busy studying jewelry design with Liu Yansong at school, and he couldn't help but think about it.

Her talent is vividly displayed in jewelry design, each design idea and idea seems to be imaginative, every time it can be just right to surprise outsiders, even Liu Yansong, who has always been picky and has a sharp eye, is a little impressed by her design.

It's rare to be so young at such a young age.

And Zuo Chen has been staying in the company, neither of them knows what they are busy with, they rarely make phone calls, Zuo Chen rarely goes home, and most of them rest in the company.

Hezhou wanted to cry without tears.

Just because of the cold war between these two people, he inexplicably added several days of work!

Seeing that his president was in a daze again at the meeting, He Zhou was a little helpless, and pointed to the bottom of a certain document, "President, you signed the wrong one, signed the name of Mrs. Cheng." ”

Party A: Song Qingran.

Zuo Chen: "......"

He Zhou is a little confused, since he misses it, why not clarify the misunderstanding?

He asked such a question once, and after receiving the "reward" of halving his salary, he never opened his mouth again.

Slowly, Hezhou couldn't stand it anymore, so he took advantage of the time to get off work and drove away.

Song Qingran was walking when he heard someone behind him shouting to him.

It's Hezhou.

He walked over and said, "Madam, if you have time, let's talk?" ”

Inside the café.

Song Qingran stirred the coffee in his cup, and he felt an indescribable mood.

His assistant couldn't stand it and wanted to say good things for him, but he was good and didn't make a single phone call!

"Madam, the president really cares about you, and even the documents can be signed in your name, even if you don't believe him, you have to believe me, right?" He Zhou smiled, "You may not know, but I dare to assure you that the president didn't tell you that he had his own reasons, and it was definitely not what you thought, even if he used me, he would not use you as a pawn, just forgive him, he has been living too miserably these days." ”

Hezhou worked hard to create an image of a good man who was sad and depressed because of the quarrel for Zuo Chen, Song Qingran just raised his eyes: "Hezhou, you don't understand the things between the two of us, I know my thoughts in my heart, and I understand many things, I'm just waiting, waiting for him to explain to me in person." ”

All she wanted was an explanation from him, a sentence.

After listening to Song Qingran's words, He Zhou already understood a lot in his heart.

After he said goodbye to Song Qingran, he went back to Huayang, He Zhou waited downstairs for a long time, and when almost all the employees in the group got off work, He Zhou went upstairs and went to Zuo Chen's office.

"Tuk-tuk—"

The knock on the door was loud in the empty hallway.

"Come in."

Zuo Chen's voice fell, and He Zhou opened the door and went in.

If he remembers correctly, the president has been in the office for several days.

"Aren't they all off work? Why are you still here? Zuo Chen pinched his eyebrows, and his eyes were a little tired.

He Zhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Today, I went to the school to find my wife."

"......" Zuo Chen was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "What are you looking for her for?" She hasn't recovered yet......"

Zuo Chen probably knew why He Zhou went to find Song Qingran, but he didn't dare to look for it himself, so what reason did he have to let others find it for him.

He Zhou said: "You don't know how scary you are with a face all day long, the employees in the company are almost stupid by you, and the work efficiency is not high." If you don't dare to explain it yourself, I'll help you go. ”

He Zhou didn't dare to say that Song Qingran was a little oil and salt.

In that case, Zuo Chen must not die of sadness, and then it will be these migrant workers who will suffer.

After He Zhou finished speaking, Zuo Chen's originally frowning brows were a little relaxed, and there was still some expectation in his eyes.

She ...... Did you say anything? Zuo Chen asked cautiously.

He Zhou pursed his lips disdainfully, and was about to scold him just now!

Outcome...... A serious face that can't last a second!

"Madame said she was waiting for you at home."

Wait for you to go back and explain it to her, big president!

He Zhou deliberately concealed the second half of the sentence.

He understood what Song Qingran meant, in fact, she knew that Zuo Chen was innocent, but what made her a little unbearable was that Zuo Chen refused to show up to explain to her after the accident.

Now that Hezhou has given him this opportunity, it depends on whether Zuo Chen can grasp it well.

Zuo Chen's eyes lit up, and the decadent aura that had been in place for many days disappeared suddenly, "Did she really say that?" ”

"Uh-huh, yes, that's right."

He Zhou prayed to the heavens, he said a white lie, Don't let the sky thunder!

Zuo Chen was obviously a little excited, so much so that he ignored He Zhou's nervousness.

He grabbed his coat from his chair, rushed into the lounge, and looked in the mirror for a long time to see if anything was wrong.

Hezhou, "......" didn't see it!

"Hey! Brother Chen, you're enough......"

"Shut up!" Zuo Chen glared at him, "You know a fart." ”

“……”

Okay, Hezhou shut up, it's because he doesn't understand the commotion of married men!

The mission in Hezhou was completed, and Zuo Chen slipped away while he was not paying attention.

When he comes home and finds out that it's not like that, then he's done.

Zuo Chen drove home with great interest, and on the way, he turned around and bought the egg scones that Song Qingran ate last time at a roadside stall in the old city.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a famous brand, and driving a luxury car, and handsome men stood there queuing up to buy cakes, which provoked a group of little girls to watch and take pictures with their mobile phones, which helped the stall attract many customers.

In the end, the boss confiscated the money when he gave him the cake, and said with a smile, "The young man will come often in the future."

Zuo Chen, "......"

it! Definitely not next time!

Zuo Chen had a black face and returned to the shallow bay with a steaming pancake.

Zuo Chen put the car in the garage, and then lingered at the door of the house for a long time, and only then did he open the door according to the code.

The room was pitch black, and Zuo Chen was a little puzzled, could it be that Qingran went out?

That's not right!

Didn't He Zhou say that Qingran was waiting for him at home? How will it get out!

Zuo Chen put down the cake, went up to the bedroom on the second floor, and vaguely saw a faint light coming from Song Qingran's room.

He walked over and listened for a while against the door, but there was no sound.

You can't be asleep, right?

Zuo Chen looked at his watch, it was not yet eight o'clock, didn't he say that he would wait for him?

A surge of anger welled up in his chest, and all the anger that had been accumulated by the onlookers when he was queuing in the old town suddenly appeared.

His face was getting darker and darker, and the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower.

He was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened from the inside.

Song Qingran was wearing pajamas, with a round neck and a slender collarbone, he should have just taken a shower, and the tips of his hair were still dripping.

She just stood there, looking at Zuo Chen in a daze.

The moment they looked at each other, the two of them were speechless.

Halfway, Song Qingran cleared his throat, "Let's talk, Mr. Zuo." ”

Zuo Chen's heart was half cold, his title had changed, he must have been angry, Hezhou, a big liar, must have lied to him.

But now he has no way out, so he can only follow Song Qingran downstairs.

There was still the aroma of egg scones wafting in the living room, Song Qingran stood at the top of the stairs and smelled it, and when she went downstairs and saw the things on the table, her heart suddenly hurt.

"Did you bring it back?"

Who else but him! It can't be an aunt who cooks.

Zuo Chen replied in a low voice.

Song Qingran turned on the light and sat on the sofa, "Thank you, remember what I like." ”

Zuo Chen was speechless for a while, and sat down on another sofa, his movements a little restrained.

"Let's talk, we can't always run away from the problem." Song Qingran didn't beat around the bush with him, and went straight to the point.

Zuo Chen had no right to refuse, so he had to sit down.

"I guess, Mr. He tricked you back, right?" Song Qingran is not stupid, Hezhou came to look for him during the day, Zuo Chen came back at night, and there was still some loss and forbearance in his eyes when he opened the door.

Song Qingran could guess with a little brain that He Zhou had deceived Zuo Chen, so he would come back.

As for how it was scammed, it doesn't matter.

Zuo Chen was noncommittal, his legs were folded, and his hands were on his knees, seemingly relaxed, but in fact his whole body was very tense.

Song Qingran looked at the things on the table, the lingering aroma on the tip of her nose was really tempting, she sniffed and said softly, "Don't you want to say it yet?" Are you so afraid of letting people know about your condition? ”

Zuo Chen's body stiffened, and the hand on his knee suddenly clenched into a fist.

The air condensed for nearly half a minute, and just when Song Qingran thought that he would not speak and was about to give up, Zuo Chen suddenly began to speak.

"I had this disease since I was born, and my grandmother said that it was because my father offended people in business, and that person found a wizard to curse me when I was still in my mother's womb, causing me to have a seizure every month after I was born, and I had to drink blood to get better."

His voice was soft, especially abrupt in the silent halls.

Song Qingran listened quietly, obviously a very ordinary narration, but her heart was throbbing.

Suddenly, I don't want to have a cold war with him, what if I want to hug him?

In the middle of the ring, Song Qingran touched his aching chest and said, "When I was arrested, I especially wanted to see you, but I'm afraid that you mean the same thing?" So I asked my grandmother, isn't she afraid that you will be sad if she does this? ”

"Grandma said that it was her own idea, and it had nothing to do with you. That's when I knew you weren't wrong. ”

Zuo Chen suddenly looked up at her, his eyes shining brightly in the night.

Zuo Chen's heart was warm, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Song Qingran continued: "Later, when I saw you come to save me, I was so happy, I wanted to tell you when I woke up, you ran over to save me and looked so good."

When she laughed, two small pear vortices appeared on her face, like a deep vortex that attracted him.

"But when I woke up and you kept your mouth shut about the cause of your illness, I felt excluded. Brother Chen, although our marriage is based on a purpose, there should also be some honesty between us, and I will help you share some things, instead of blindly relying on you, you know? ”

Zuo Chen understood, he nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I know Qingran, in the future, it won't."

Song Qingran's smile widened, and he took the egg scones on the table, "Then I'm welcome, it just so happens that I'm hungry too." ”

"Okay." Zuo Chen also smiled, and the gloom that had been accumulated for many days finally dissipated.

——

Zuo Chen picked a weekend and took Song Qingran back to the old mansion because he couldn't bear Aunt Zhong's persuasion.

The old lady is really not authentic, but it is her own grandmother, Zuo Chen can deal with the monk and Shen Lun, but he can't deal with the old lady, so he can only let her stay at home and not see her himself.

But Aunt Zhong called him several times and asked him to take the time to go back to meet the old lady, saying that she was not in a good state.

So Zuo Chen came.

The old lady is really not in good shape.

Originally, her health was not good when she was old, and after the last time, the old lady was even worse.

When Zuo Chen saw her, her eyes were cloudy, and she sat on the balcony with a cloak, as if she was ten years old.

"Grandma, I'm here." Zuo Chen called out to her, but the old lady did not move.

It was a long time before she turned around, her cloudy eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flowed out.

"Chen'er, you're finally willing to come and see me, Chen'er—" The old lady stumbled over, and Zuo Chen reached out and grabbed her shoulders and helped her onto the sofa.

Aunt Zhong watched from the side for a while, and retreated without her doing anything.

Song Qingran didn't step forward, just followed behind Zuo Chen.

The old lady sat on the sofa, holding Zuo Chen's hand tightly, and suddenly saw Song Qingran in a blink of an eye, and her pupils shrank.