Qi Weilan ran from the public relations department to the design department halfway, looking at her pale face and scolding: "Ji Xiaoyao, this scumbag, is he crazy?" Is he trying to kill you? ”

Di Ying took a sip of medicine while holding the cup: "Small injury, it's not in the way, I still have to rush the design draft, and I'm still holding on." ”

Since she was a child, Ji Lao has hired a good teacher for her, Ji Xiaoyao is also studying, she is also studying jewelry design and management in college, Ji Lao wanted to arrange her in the top office, but Ji Xiaoyao was disgusted with her and found a way to throw her into the X.S jewelry design department.

Hearing this, Qi Weilan pointed to Ji Xiaoyao's lace news and was indignant.

"I don't even know what to say about you? You like him, but where does he see you as a wife again? His lace news abounds outside, and you can put up with it! It is said that 100 steels will also become soft fingers, but Ji Xiaoyao, this bastard, is a steel that can't be melted. Ji Xiaoyao hates you so much, why do you bother to pounce on him? ”

Qi Weilan thought of the big and small injuries on Di Ying's body over the years, and couldn't hold back the fire in her heart, and scolded like a cannonball.

Di Ying had heard it countless times, and knew what she wanted to say, so she shook her head and interrupted her: "I know what you want to say, Wei Lan, but I don't want to give up like this......"

Qi Weilan saw her with a determined look on her face and asked, "Are you still trying to persevere?" ”

She roared angrily: "I don't know what the hell you're still holding onto!" Even if the old Ji always has the grace of nurturing you, and you listen to him and marry Ji Xiaoyao, do you have to be imprisoned in the Ji family in this life, Ji Xiaoyao treats you so much, can you still bear it? Are you willing to be killed? ”

Di Ying bit her lip and didn't speak.

Just as Qi Weilan's mobile phone rang, she shook her phone and said to her: "The new person in charge of the company's investment department has returned to China, I have to go over and arrange it, withdraw first, and then contact you later!" ”

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Di Ying looked at Qi Weilan's back as she stepped on her high heels and disappeared quickly, the smile on her face suddenly froze, and her eyes wandered.

I thought back to what Qi Weilan had just said.

Not only Qi Weilan, except for Uncle Ji, I'm afraid no one is optimistic about their marriage.

……

She sighed and gathered her mind as she thought about the new design.

She took a paintbrush and drew a few strokes on the paper, and felt a terrible pain in her head, and her whole body was hot, and she got up to wash her face, but as soon as she reached the door, she fell vertically to the ground as soon as it was dark.

It happened that a group of people came over, and she subconsciously grabbed the clothes of the nearest person.

Di Ying's whole body rushed over directly, and the person who walked in front of the crowd quickly reached out to hug her.

Qi Weilan stood aside and suddenly took a cool breath, her face changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Chu, it's good if you hand over the person to me." ”

"It's fine."

Chu Xiaolai frowned and glanced at the woman in his arms, bent down to pick up Di Ying, turned around and walked neatly into the elevator, ignoring the surprised eyes of the group of people behind him.

When Di Ying woke up again, she saw a very unfamiliar environment.

She just moved, there was a pain in the back of her hand, and then a wide hand pressed her shoulder, and a familiar low male voice sounded in her ears: "Don't move, be careful of the slide needle, you are still having a high fever, and the doctor said that you are very weak and have poor resistance." ”