The light-colored curtains block the bright sunlight outside, and the bedroom is still quiet and peaceful, Lin Qingrou woke up leisurely in the chirping of birds outside the window, and the soft and silky touch under her body was familiar to her, Lin Qingrou glanced at the bed with open eyes, and thought: What time did he pick me up last night?

Lin Qingrou glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table, it was eight o'clock in the morning, and the touch of the depression next to it was cold, it seemed that he had been gone for a long time. Lin Qingrou rubbed her misty eyes, walked to the window and opened the curtains, and in an instant, the warm sunlight sprinkled all over the room, illuminating the large and small places in the room.

After washing, Lin Qingrou opened the bedroom door and walked to see Du Lin's situation, today is Saturday, he usually consciously lies in bed, thinking that he has to get up very early a few days ago, Lin Qingrou also acquiesced, this acquiescence made him fall in love with this feeling and consciously and automatically get up in bed. Fortunately, he would get up on time on Monday, and it was only on the weekend, so Lin Qingrou smiled and let him go.

The white and soft little man was still lying on the bed covered with a small quilt and fell asleep, Lin Qingrou smiled and gently closed the door and walked to the kitchen, a letter pressed with a cup on the table when passing by the dining table attracted her attention, Du Zeming had spent the night with Du Lin at her house a few times before, but she had never left a note, she felt a little strange and curious, and strode over to pick up the note.

"Dear Qingrou, because of some things, I may have to leave here for a while, you take good care of yourself and Linlin, I will come to see you again in the future. Also, I found clues related to Li Shujun's falling case, I will ask Assistant Zhang to bring it to you, it is not convenient for him to work for me now, you get the things and hand them to Lian Nuo, he will know what to do. ”

Just as Lin Qingrou wrote these contents of the letter in the future and wanted to stuff it back into the envelope, Lin Qingrou's hand opened the back of the letter and found a few words written in pencil on it: Qingrou, please wait for me.

Lin Qingrou looked at these words, couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and only when a breeze blew did she feel that her face was a little dry, and she reached out to wipe it, only to find that she had already burst into tears. She pulled over a stool and sat down, pinching the letter and looking at it quietly, as if to see something.

Why? Why does he always give her sweet words when she is about to give up, and give her inadvertent help and touch, why? She didn't want to figure it out, and she didn't want to really understand it, if his love was short-lived, then what was it to her?

She sat quietly in her chair, looking at the living room behind her, and the sun shining on her was refreshed.

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Same city, same time, different place. Du Zeming quietly packed his luggage in the bedroom, picking up the clothes neatly folded on the bed one by one and filling them into the suitcase.

The assistant hurried to his house after receiving Du Zeming's text message, he didn't expect that this incident would hit the president so hard, he was actually going to another place, remembering his previous vigorous and commanding appearance, he felt very pity. The assistant pressed the doorbell of the downstairs unit door and waited for Du Zeming to open the door for him.

The eager bell rang at the entrance, and the mobile phone on the bed also popped up a text message from the assistant to open the door, Du Zeming turned off the light on the screen and walked to the door to open the door for him. Five minutes later, there was a knock at the door, and Du Zeming came out of the room and opened the door for him.

The assistant looked at the man who was about to walk into the bedroom and shouted, "Mr. Du, do you really think you want to go to another city?" ”

"Hmm. I've decided, I'll ask you to watch this room for me, you can help me put all the valuable things in the safe, and occasionally find someone to clean it. Du Zeming stopped in place, thought for a while, and explained to the assistant.

The assistant listened to his firm and tough tone, so he dispelled the draft of persuasion that had been typed in his stomach on the way here, and asked Du Zeming the purpose of calling him here today: "Then Mr. Du, what are you calling me here to help you do today?" The assistant walked up to the bedroom door and looked at him and asked what he wanted.

Du Zeming packed his luggage and replied to him, "You can help me take some things down later." ”

"Okay, Mr. Du."

An hour later, the assistant took the luggage and put it in the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz, and said to Du Zeming: "Mr. Du, how long will it take for you to come back when you go there this time?" ”

Du Zeming stepped into the back seat of the car and said to him, "I'm not sure, let's see what happens to me over there!" I'll always come back here in the future, okay you can take me to the airport. He closed the door and pulled out his phone and touched it.

The vehicle quickly drove outside from this high-end community, and the grass behind the car became farther and farther away, and the Mercedes disappeared at the corner of the community in the blink of an eye. The bustling streets of Gaoyang City passed behind them frame by frame, gradually moving away, gradually moving away, driving from the bustling place to a high-altitude highway extending in all directions, the fields under the bridge exuded bursts of fragrance, and the vehicle drove on the ring highway to the airport.

When he arrived at the airport, Du Zeming took the suitcase handed by the assistant, took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, and told him: "Xiao Zhang, you can help me save a copy of this voice recorder with you, and then give it to Lin Qingrou." Also, in the future, you will do whatever Li Shujun asks you to do, don't violate her requirements, and stay in Zelin well. ”

Du Zeming stood at the ticket gate, his tall figure stood out in the departure hall, and an inconspicuous white T-shirt became fashionable on him.

The media hiding at the airport was originally going to be here today to catch up on a popular male star, and was pleasantly surprised when they saw Du Zeming's figure, but soon found out that something was wrong, isn't this person Du Zeming, a business elite who was on TV a few days ago! The reporter saw this big boss, who has not been common recently, hid in the corner and secretly took a few photos, and walked away.

Seeing that everything that needed to be told to him was finished, Du Zeming pulled his suitcase and walked towards the airport ticket gate and disappeared into the depths of the ticket gate.

The announcement that the plane was about to take off sounded in the lobby, and the assistant stood in front of the glass curtain wall where he could see the tarmac, looking at the plane that was about to leave Gaoyang City.

Fifteen minutes later, the engine sounded, and it turned around and slowly slid down the long runway behind him, flying into the blue sky.

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Du Zeming's departure could have appeared in the eyes of the people of Gaoyang City a few days later, but because of the spread of the paparazzi at the airport, it was shown in the forum and the entertainment pages of various newspapers early the next morning.

"Qingrou, did Du Zeming leave Gaoyang City?" Song Miao held her mobile phone and shook it at Lin Qingrou, indicating that she had seen terrible news.

"Miao Miao, what did you say?" Lin Qingrou stopped to wipe the table, looked at Song Miao and asked uncertainly, "Miao Miao, where did you see it?" ”

Song Miao pointed to her mobile phone: "What I saw on my mobile phone, it is said that the reporter photographed him at the airport yesterday." ”

Lin Qingrou put down the rag, walked over there, took the mobile phone from Song Miao's hand and clicked on the website: "Du Zeming, an elite from Gaoyang City, appeared as an airport assistant and did not accompany him, suspected of avoiding the limelight." She frowned slightly, remembering the letter he had left at the table yesterday, and feeling a little worried.

She returned the phone to Song Miao, stood at the cashier and chatted with Song Miao about the incident: "Miao Miao, did you say that he was punished for that incident?" Why did he leave all of a sudden, he wrote me a letter yesterday and I was in a fog, and I finally understand now. ”

"I don't think it's possible, the police said a few days ago, it's man-made, it shouldn't have much to do with the collective, he just paid money to the deceased, and he won't go to prison. Feel relieved. Song Miao called up the announcement of the Xiushan City Police Station in her mobile phone and handed it to Lin Qingrou to see.

Lin Qingrou glanced at Song Miao and turned her head to look at Song Miao, she really didn't understand why he was in such a hurry to leave, and looked at Song Miao: "Miao Miao, I'll take a leave and leave for a while, I'll go to the Lin collective." ”

"Go ahead, just ask." Song Miao waved at her and continued to be busy with her own affairs. Lin Qingrou took off her apron, picked up the wallet under the cash register and strode towards the door. Song Miao looked at her and disappeared into the corner of the street in a few seconds, with a hurried look, she chuckled and shook her head, love is really desperate.

Love...... The smile on Song Miao's face froze for a moment, and the expression on her face was a little obscure. The word was too far away for her, and she pinched the outline of a smile on her face with her hand, raised a sweet smile, and looked out at the street, the vendors who were shouting in the square were still working in the hot sun, and she quietly watched and regained her spirits.

Lin Qingrou said hello to the little sister at the front desk, walked to the president's exclusive elevator and took the elevator to Lin Qinghe's office, she greeted the secretaries and knocked on the door of Lin Qinghe's office.

"Brother, do you know why Du Zeming left Gaoyang City?" Lin Qingrou closed the door, walked to the chair in front of Lin Qinghe and sat down, looked at him and asked.

Lin Qinghe looked up from the computer, thought about it and replied to her: "It seems that Li Shujun bought his company, and there was a deal between them, and now the CEO of Zelin Group is Li Shujun." ”

"Ahh Lin Qingrou was surprised, this matter is really incredible, Li Shujun is Du Zeming's mother, not his adoptive mother, but there is no reason to buy his company! Too...... It was horrible, well, it was horrible, she couldn't think of any other words.

Lin Qingrou then asked, "Brother, do you know who did that thing?" Is it her? ”

Lin Qinghe reviewed the documents on the desktop, and said to her while correcting them: "The news I heard said that Li Shujun did that thing, but something went wrong between them, and the person who was going to die became that poor migrant worker." It turned out that they were planning to arrange for someone who was going to commit suicide to be a substitute for the dead. ”

"You, stay away from Li Shujun, and so is Linlin." Lin Qinghe raised his head and looked at her, slowly spitting out word by word, the gold-framed eyes on his face flashed with a dazzling light.

Lin Qingrou nodded, indicating that she understood.