The weather in Mangcheng is as fickle as a woman's mind, and the morning is still sunny, and in the afternoon it is covered with dark clouds and a light rain.

By the time Ruan Qianya got off work, the light rain had turned into a pouring rain.

Ruan Qianya and Jing Yihong walked out of the company together, looking at the heavy rain outside, Jing Yihong proposed: "Otherwise, I'll send you." ”

Ruan Qianya was about to refuse, but Jing Yihong had already opened the umbrella, but before the umbrella hit the top of her head, Ruan Qianya's person was pulled into another embrace by a strong arm.

Fu Zhirong raised his eyes, and his voice was as cold as this rain: "My girlfriend won't be taken care of by Mr. Jing." ”

"I'm just concerned about my subordinates, this is a matter of course, Mr. Fu doesn't have to be polite." Jing Yihong's words were a little more provocative.

"Concerned about subordinates?" Fu Zhirong smiled sarcastically, "Then how can Mr. Jing care about these thousands of employees?" ”

"What's more, it's time to get off work, and she's no longer your subordinate." Fu Zhirong's hand on Ruan Qianya's shoulder tightened again.

Ruan Qianya obediently leaned on Fu Zhirong's arms, and cooperated with him to play this loving scene in front of Jing Yihong.

Jing Yihong knew Ruan Qianya's thoughts, but there was still two points of jealousy in her eyes, which was clearly captured by Fu Zhirong.

Fu Zhirong deliberately sent Ruan Qianya to the car with an umbrella in front of Jing Yihong.

Seeing Fu Zhirong's car leave, the light in Jing Yihong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he sighed worriedly.

The black Maybach galloped on a rainy night, splashing where the wheels had pressed.

Fu Zhirong stared straight ahead, his face was cold, and in the silent carriage, his voice was a little abrupt: "Why don't you refuse?" ”

"What?" Ruan Qianya was slightly stunned, her blank eyes were full of doubt, as if she didn't understand the meaning of Fu Zhirong's words.

Fu Zhirong had rare patience and asked again: "When he said he wanted to send you home, why didn't you refuse?" ”

"Are you starting to waver about him?" Fu Zhirong's voice was a little colder, mixed with annoyance.

As soon as she heard that she was asking about this, Ruan Qianya looked at Fu Zhirong helplessly, "Where did you give me a chance to refuse?" Before I could open my mouth, you spoke for me. ”

Fu Zhirong was stunned for a moment, carefully recalled the scene at that time, and realized that it seemed that he was too sensitive.

He coughed lightly and reminded, "Anyway, stay away from him after work in the future." ”

The doubts in Ruan Qianya's heart were written on her face, "I'm not close to him, how can I help you get Qi Sheng's secret?" ”

At the beginning, he personally sent her to Jing Yihong's side.

Fu Zhirong didn't answer her, suddenly fell into silence, and drove without saying a word.

Ruan Qianya didn't get an answer, and hung her head stupidly.

With just two days to go before International Fashion Week, Nguyen knew she had to find a suitable opportunity.

Back at the hotel, Ruan Qianya walked into the bathroom as soon as possible, turned the water temperature to the lowest, gritted her teeth, and poured cold water on herself.

If she wants to check Fu Zhirong's computer, she needs to find a suitable reason to stay at home, so as not to be suspected by Fu Zhirong.

And slacking off work due to illness is the least likely excuse to be suspected. Variety Literature

After half an hour of cold water, Ruan Qianya staggered out of the bathroom, her face was blue and her whole body was trembling.

She wrapped herself in the quilt, her hands and feet were cold, her limbs were cold, and her head gradually became drowsy.

In a blur, Ruan Qianya saw Fu Zhirong walk in, and when she saw her like this, she ran out in a panic, and when she came back in, she was followed by a doctor Li.

"How is she?" Ruan Qianya was semi-unconscious, she didn't see the anxiety and worry in Fu Zhirong's eyes.

Dr. Li put down the stethoscope and replied unhurriedly: "It's not a big problem, it should just rain today, infected with cold, and evoke old diseases." Take some medicine and recuperate for a few days. ”

Hearing Dr. Li's words, Nguyen Qianya was very grateful for the sudden heavy rain and gave her a suitable excuse.

Fu Zhirong breathed a sigh of relief, and after Dr. Li left, he stayed by Ruan Qianya's side every step of the way.

Ruan Qianya was still trying to keep herself awake at first, but after Dr. Li left, she relaxed her vigilance, her head sank, and she fell into complete darkness.

knew that Ruan Qianya was fine, but Fu Zhirong kept watch by Ruan Qianya's side all night.

She is very well-behaved when she is unconscious, but her frowning brows reveal uneasiness, which makes people want to protect.

Fu Zhirong raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, and the cold light in his eyes gradually eased.

When Ruan Qianya woke up, it was already the next morning, and the room was empty, and she was alone.

Her hands and feet were a little weak, Ruan Qianya got out of bed and pushed open the door, only to see Fu Zhirong standing in the corridor on the phone, discussing the matter of Fashion Week.

Fu Zhirong caught a glimpse of a shadow, subconsciously turned around, saw that it was Ruan Qianya, whispered something to the phone, and then hung up the phone and walked towards Ruan Qianya.

"How does it feel? What's uncomfortable? ”

Ruan Qianya pulled out a weak smile, "I have no strength and my head is dizzy, I'm afraid I won't be able to follow Jing Yihong to participate in Fashion Week." ”

Fu Zhirong paused and comforted her: "It's okay, even if he gets a temporary place, he won't be able to set off any storms, and I can handle it myself." ”

His hand lightly rested on Ruan Qianya's shoulder, Ruan Qianya trembled suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to dodge but did not move.

It's just that this subtle action was all seen by Fu Zhirong.

Fu Zhirong said lightly: "I'm going to the airport to fly abroad now, I'm not here, you take care of yourself." ”

Ruan Qianya nodded obediently, she watched Fu Zhirong's car leave, her dim eyes lit up instantly, and she hurriedly walked into Fu Zhirong's room, his computer was still on the desktop.

Jing Yihong is on the plane in the afternoon, if she finds evidence now, she will have time to hand it over to Jing Yihong herself.

Nervously opening Fu Zhirong's computer, Ruan Qianya clicked on the encrypted folder, and tried several times but it was not right.

Fu Zhirong's words suddenly flashed in her mind: "You are the only one I can trust, and I only have you ......"

She clenched her fists, her five fingers slowly spread out, and the ghost made a miracle to type her initials on the keyboard, which was actually correct!

Ruan Qianya was stunned for a while, this was really surprising, did Fu Zhirong do this to show that he still valued her in his heart?

Ruan Qianya shook her head, stopped these messy thoughts, and concentrated on clicking on the folder, which contained all the incriminating evidence of Fu Zhirong.

Stealing the blueprints, arranging the kidnapping, rescuing the suspect Ruan Feiyu, and hiding weapons without permission, etc., are enough for Fu Zhirong to sit through the prison.