Li Xiu didn't have the courage to do whatever he wanted with her, and after wiping her face and hands with a wet towel, he took Wei Linnan to dinner.

*

coincided with a weekend, and Yan Qingruo had been lying in bed for more than a day.

Her head hurts, and Xia Chun's shadow has been filled.

Under the torture of a group of people, Xia Chun's death was extremely tragic.

Her whole body was covered in blood, and wounds of all sizes were all over her body, and blood was gushing out.

She hurt, it hurt heartbreakingly, and it hurt so much that it was bloody.

But in front of Murong Bo's people, how could she make her whimper.

There is also a young coming.

Blood-red eyes, said a word mercilessly-

Get lost.

Yan Qingruo has always longed for weekends, but now weekends have become a nightmare for her.

When he goes to work, he has 10,000,000,000,000 ways to not let himself be idle.

But she is the only one on Saturdays and Sundays, and the work has been handled in an orderly manner, and no other customers ask for overtime.

So what can she do?

Chu Mu is still working overtime in the company, Chu's development is just on the right track, and basically everything is handled by him personally.

The people who can be trusted by his subordinates have not yet been cultivated, and some of them are honest enough, but their abilities cannot keep up.

Fortunately, it was not too late, and he had enough time to turn the huge crisis faced by the Chu clan into a disaster.

When I returned to my office, my phone rang one after another.

It was Yan Qingruo's phone, and she had made four or five calls before that.

She knew that Chu Mu had a habit of putting her phone in her office when she was in a meeting.

Therefore, no matter how much the phone call, it can't be noisy with him.

The red missed reminders stimulated Chu Mu's eyes.

He slowly reached for the phone, and whispered the call back button with a heavy and swift blow.

"Ruoruo, what happened at home?" There was no hidden panic in Chu Mu's tone.

Yan Qingruo slowly turned over: "Can I go to your company to find you?" ”

She couldn't hold on, no matter how strong she was on the surface, she was still easy to be hit on the inside.

"Okay, do you want an assistant to pick you up?" Chu Mu didn't ask the reason.

"No, my home is not far from the company, and it's only a few steps away." Yan Qingruo hung up the phone after responding.

She cleaned up her belongings, just carrying a handbag.

Chu Mu had been sitting in the office and waiting, until Yan Qingruo pushed open his frosted glass door and walked in, his dim eyes finally filled with light.

"Ruoruo." Chu Mu hugged Yan Qingruo with a tiger pounce, "I miss you so much." ”

Yan Qingruo was a little out of breath by him, and slowly raised one of her hands.

Chu Mu let go of her suddenly, with a little smile on his face: "If you want to drink coffee or water, I'll pour it for you." ”

"Cool and white." Yan Qingruo found a sofa to sit down, "Is there anyone in your lounge now, I want to take a nap." ”

"How could anyone be?" Chu Mu smiled lightly, "You go to bed well, and I'll take you to dinner after I take care of the things at hand." ”

He glanced down at his watch, it was getting late, he had to pick up the speed.

The bed in the lounge, on which Chu Mu would often lie for a nap, was all covered with the smell of mint on his body.

Yan Qingruo slept very deeply.

She didn't have nightmares anymore, and she didn't think about Xia Chun and Li Shaolin again.

In her dream, she saw Yan Nuonuo, Chu Mu, and Wei Linnan.

The four of them get along very well.

Li Xiu would occasionally come to the door in a huff and pull Wei Linnan home.

And Wei Linnan is a dead bull with a strong temper, and he always likes to quarrel with Li Xiu.

Lixiu's bottomless pet wife is famous, whenever she opens her mouth, she will take the initiative to soften, and her good attitude is outrageous.

In the evening, Chu Mu woke Yan Qingruo up, and he waved the two coupons in his hand: "Let's go, take you to dinner." ”

"Hmm......" Yan Qingruo was still sleepy-eyed.

Chu Mu directly picked her up, let her stand on the bed, and tidied up her clothes with his own hands.

"Ruoruo, has anyone ever said that you resemble an animal?" Chu Mu said as he moved.

"Like what?" Yan Qingruo's brain was still groggy and not awake enough.

"Pigs." Chu Mu replied, with a pause in his hand, "I think you can change your name to Yan Zhuzhu." ”

Yan Qingruo: "......"

It was in vain that she was so moved by Chu Mu before.

Men are big pigs' trotters.

The corners of Yan Qingruo's mouth hooked, and she reached out to pick Chu Mu's chin: "Then do you know what you are?" ”

"What?" Chu Mu squatted down very obediently.

"If I'm a pig, I'm a pig." Yan Qingruo said, she couldn't help but pout.

With a smile in his eyes, Chu Mu reached out and rubbed Yan Qingruo's hair, emphasizing word by word: "You are a pig woman, I am a pig father." Now the pig reminds the pig mother, don't think nonsense, otherwise the pig will be distressed. ”

Yan Qingruo looked stunned.

She thought that she was hiding it well, but she didn't expect that she was afraid that Chu Mu would know, and he had already seen it.

Chu Mu didn't mention these words again, he took Yan Qingruo's hand and slowly walked out of the company.

The two did not take a private car and waited at the bus stop.

The ticket in Chu Mu's hand is a newly opened cafeteria, a mid-range consumption level, which he would never go to in normal times.

One evening, Yan Qingruo was extremely relieved.

Chu Mu seemed to have lost all his fame and all his money.

He is only his own, and he is only his.

The restless heart was calmed at this moment.

It's been a long time, and it's useless to think about Xia Chun's death at this moment.

Li Shaolin has already been able to let go of things, why does she still hold on to it?

Isn't it more important now to defeat Murong Bo.

The source of all evil, the culprit of all tragedies.

They are developing very well now, and their momentum is even surpassing that of the previous Chu clan.

If it is not curbed in time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yan Qingruo's heart was at peace for a long time.

The next day is a working day.

Chu Mu took Yan Qingruo to the company by the way.

Equation Lin was already sitting in the office, and he could see Yan Qingruo strolling in through the glass door.

My heart was beating fast and my breathing was short.

Today's order was placed by a large customer.

That big customer is a frequent customer of the company, and he has high requirements for work on weekdays, and the salary he gives is also very considerable.

Yan Qingruo didn't dare to slack off at all.

The mouse glides lightly over the pad, and the blueprint has gradually taken shape.

"Who is Yan Qingruo? Here's your courier. The courier outside the door shouted loudly, he had a list in his hand and looked at it again, he was not in the wrong place.

But that one is called Yan Qingruo, why hasn't she come out for a long time?

"It's me." Yan Qingruo stood up from the chair, and she turned her head to see a handful of flowers in her arms.

It's a red flower on the other side, and it looks like a pool of human blood from a distance.

The flower of the other side is also known as the flower of death, who is so kind, or what malice does he have?

"Oh, Miss Yan, right?" The courier couldn't wait to hand her the flowers, "This is a gentleman surnamed Murong who asked me to give it to you by name."

It's Murong Bo...... Yan Qingruo froze in place, her body trembling from top to bottom.

The courier didn't feel that something was wrong with her, and said very happily...... "If you are satisfied with this delivery, can you give me a score of five, or ......?"

"Okay, I got it." Yan Qingruo hugged the flowers on the other side and walked in with an ugly face.

She was joined by a few other colleagues in the same office.

The relationship between several people is not very familiar, and it is okay to barely take a picture first.

"Qingruo, did your boyfriend send you flowers?"

A colleague asked.

They didn't know what the situation was at Yan Qingruo's family, only that he had a boyfriend who loved her very much.

"Yo, your boyfriend is so interesting, he doesn't send roses when he sends flowers, but Manzhu Sahua."

"I'm really envious, when it comes to sending flowers, I know that I will buy me a few roses, and I don't know how many times I have told him, but every time I send red roses."

One after another, the voices of discussion came.

Yan Qingruo maintained the smile on her face in embarrassment, she felt that the Manzhu Sawa in her hand was extremely hot, and it burned her heart.

Murong Bo was not so kind to simply send flowers to her, and his every move must have a strong purpose.

"Actually, the flowers weren't given by my boyfriend." Yan Qingruo opened her mouth appropriately to clarify this misunderstanding, "Maybe someone sent the flowers to the wrong door." ”

"Hey, you're modest." Personally, they looked at her expression and teased.

It's the first time they've met, a girl who will be shy even if her boyfriend sends flowers.

Yan Qingruo returned to her desk and slowly pulled out the bouquet of flowers.

As she held it, she felt an extraordinary weight, the kind that could not be possessed by a few flowers.

It was as if someone had put a small piece of iron in it, and it hurt a little to hold her hand.

After all the manju sawa had been drawn, there was a cat's corpse under the flower.

The cat's death was tragic, with bloody marks everywhere on his body, and he should have been tortured by someone, not died accidentally.

It's like Xia Chun.

Murong Bo was warning her again, or mocking her.

The corners of Yan Qingruo's mouth hooked a cold arc, and as soon as she reached out, she put the cat's corpse on the edge of the table, and all those flowers were thrown into the trash by her.

Manju Sawa is very bewitching in the trash can, they seem to be telling something, and they are delicate in a thousand forms.

She would take the cat back and bury it properly, and all animals should be treated the same as humans.

Except for Murong Bo, the kind of scum who can not even care about human life.

Even if he dies ten thousand times, it will be a pity.

If this kind of scum is not sent to the bureau, will it be kept for the New Year?

Yan Qingruo's smile was low and clear, as if she could pierce all the sins in the world.

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