Mo Nian followed Ji Shisheng and the others into the elevator, and when he stood in the corner, he suddenly felt a fever at the root of his ears.

Could it be that someone is reading her behind her back?

Mo Nian thought, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated a little, it seemed that someone had sent a message.

When I took it out, it was a WeChat group message in the secretary's office.

Secretary Zhou: Secretary Mo, is the president's inspection over? There are guests coming.

Mo Nian looked at Ji Shisheng in front of him, lowered his head and typed back: It's over, on the way back, which guest? At this time, the president should not have made an appointment.

Secretary Zhou: It's a good friend of the president, and the kind of relationship that you can meet without making an appointment is called Yu Zhilian.

Mo Nian: I see.

After replying to the message to Secretary Zhou, Mo Nian looked up at Ji Shisheng and said, "President, there are guests waiting for you in the office." ”

"Guest?" Ji Shisheng was puzzled and looked at Assistant Bai.

Assistant Bai was also stunned: "According to the appointment, there should be no guests today." ”

"Not a business partner."

Mo Nian explained: "It's your friend, Yu Zhilian. ”

When the words fell, Mo Nian found that after Ji Shisheng heard the name of "Yu Zhilian", he seemed to subconsciously glance at Lin Qinghuai.

Speaking of which, Assistant Bai mentioned that the president, Yu Zhilian, and Lin Qinghuai knew each other, and it was the kind of relationship that grew up together, and Lin Qinghuai, as an elder sister, took care of the other two who were younger.

Mo Nian also followed Ji Shisheng's line of sight and looked at Lin Qinghuai, and saw that after Lin Qinghuai noticed Ji Shisheng's line of sight, he looked at Ji Shisheng with a side face, and there was a trace of doubt in his dignified and gentle smile: "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Ji Shisheng's expression was a little unnatural.

Unusual.

Mo Nian rarely saw Ji Shisheng's uncontrollable facial expression.

You must know that Ji Shisheng's kung fu in this area is better than someone like her who practices acting specifically for disguise, that cold face can be tested by countless jokes, no matter how funny it is, she won't laugh.

"Speaking of which, Zhilian went abroad for a long time to study last year, and I thought that he would not come back if he preferred the artistic atmosphere abroad......"

Lin Qinghuai's tone was very natural, and she asked casually, "Why did he come back suddenly?" There was no letter. ”

"He just suddenly got homesick, so he came back."

Ji Shisheng's face returned to normal, and he replied: "I just arrived in Jiangcheng two days ago, and I may be busy reuniting with my family, so I don't have time to inform us. ”

Lie.

When Mo Nian heard this, his eyes flashed.

If I remember correctly, Assistant Bai once asked Ji Qingmo to see Yu Zhilian for Ji Shisheng.

That was some time ago, they were in Star City.

Yu Zhihuan has already returned to China.

Moreover, the reason for returning to China was not "homesickness", Yu Zhilian's original reason for going abroad was to recuperate, but he didn't expect that after going abroad, he returned to China because there was no one around him to accompany him, which aggravated his condition.

Thinking of Yu Zhilian's lack of sleep when he first met her in the hospital, and he didn't have the strength to chat with people, Mo Nian guessed that Yu Zhilian's illness was probably not a physical disease, but a psychological one.

Most likely, it's depression.

Did you not want your sister who grew up together to worry about it, so she hid Yu Zhilian's situation?

Mo Nian conjecture.

"Really?"

At this time, Lin Qinghuai didn't look suspicious, "So, you just received the news?" ”

"I knew it before you did." Ji Shisheng's words were unknown.

Lin Qinghuai didn't mean to delve into it, just nodded: "That's it." ”

Then, she said in her usual tone: "I haven't seen him in a while, and I don't know how he is now. ”

Ji Shisheng's eyes flashed, and he said: "He paints abroad with peace of mind, has held two art exhibitions, and will probably be happier when he does what he likes." ”

"Ding."

At this time, the elevator arrived.

"I heard that Zhilian is now a well-known painter abroad."

Lin Qinghuai and Ji Shisheng talked with a smile and got out of the elevator, "When we meet later, it seems that we have to sign an autograph." ”

"If you open your mouth, he can just give you a painting."

Ji Shisheng, somehow, this tone is a little subtle, "When he becomes more famous in the future, he takes it out and hangs it at home, and when he meets people, he will say that it was painted by my younger brother, and it is quite face-saving." ”

Lin Qinghuai paused.

Mo Nian subconsciously glanced at Lin Qinghuai, and saw Lin Qinghuai staring at Ji Shisheng with a side face for two seconds, the previous smile faded, and soon returned to normal, she spoke: "There is no need to paint, he is in poor health, if acquaintances are looking for him to paint, how long will he have to paint?" Too tired. ”

"You've taken good care of Yu Er from before to now."

Ji Shisheng glanced at Lin Qinghuai and added: "Take care of it more than anyone else." ”

When the words fell, Mo Nian found that Assistant Bai beside him showed a strange expression.

Also, Ji Shisheng's words are indeed ambiguous, and those who don't know still think that Lin Qinghuai and Yu Zhilian have something.

This kind of prickly speaking style is not like Ji Shisheng.

Assistant Bai naturally felt strange.

Not to mention Assistant Bai, Mo Nian also felt that Ji Shisheng always had something to say when he talked about Yu Zhihuan with Lin Qinghuai.

"Of course you have to take care of him."

Lin Qinghuai didn't see anything unusual at other times except for the previous time, she smiled lightly when she heard this: "At that time, the boys in the whole yard were little devils, and Zhilian was simply a little rabbit mixed in with the wolves, and he was bullied by you every day, if I didn't take care of him, I don't know what you have to bully him into." ”

Frank and generous, like a gentle big sister, anyone who sees it can't help but feel close.

When Ji Shisheng heard this, he stopped talking.

The sudden silence made the atmosphere a little weird.

The four of them walked towards the president's office.

It's just that before he passed the door of the secretary's office, Lin Qinghuai's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ji Shisheng stopped and looked at Lin Qinghuai.

"Something suddenly came to mind."

Lin Qinghuai's face was a little solemn, as if something important, she frowned, and said to Ji Shisheng: "Our business, let's talk about it in the video later, I have to leave now." ”

When Ji Shisheng heard this, he didn't respond immediately, as if he didn't see Lin Qinghuai's anxiety.

He stared at Lin Qinghuai for a while, his eyes unclear.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Qinghuai asked rhetorically: "You don't have time at night?" ”

“…… No. ”

Ji Shisheng finally spoke, he lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Lin Qinghuai, "Then let's have a video meeting in the evening." ”

"Well, I'll go first."

Lin Qinghuai turned to leave, and the sound of "da-da" in her high-heeled shoes revealed that what she remembered was unusually serious.

Mo Nian was puzzled, if there was really such a serious matter, why did he only think about it now?

"What's going on?"

On the side, Assistant Bai and Mo Nian had the same doubts and muttered.

"Nothing happened."

Assistant Bai's voice fell, and another voice suddenly answered.

"President, President?" Assistant Bai came back to his senses and was shocked, thinking that Ji Shisheng would reprimand him for not being curious about superfluous things, but when he looked at Ji Shisheng, he found that Ji Shisheng was staring at the direction of Lin Qinghuai's departure with deep eyes.

And there, there is no longer Lin Qinghuai.

"Nothing important happened."

Ji Shisheng repeated the previous words again, this time the context was even more unpredictable, after he dropped this sentence, he seemed to swallow more words he wanted to say, and drove to the president's office in a wheelchair.

At the same time, Lin Qinghuai walked into the elevator, reached out and pressed the number "1", then turned his back to the elevator camera.

"Smack."

The elevator doors are closed.

At this moment, the solemnity on her face that seemed to remember something important had all faded.

In its place, exhaustion, and a wry smile of self-deprecation.

It is as if a person who has escaped from the battle, and the psychological pressure has reached the limit.

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