"Shengsheng, I don't allow anyone to bully you, I will get back the grievances you received today."

Su Wansheng thought of it in the company, he would definitely not sit idly by when he saw his injury.

If he is involved in this matter, I am afraid that it will not end well.

She pursed her lips and said, "You can help me find out, and I'll leave it to me after that." ”

"Okay." Lu Zhenming has always relied on her.

After getting off work, Song Zhiyue went to the bus stop to wait for the bus as usual.

Thinking of what she was wronged today, she felt very aggrieved, so she called Feng Chen.

At this time, Feng Chen, who has not yet gotten off work, is preparing for tomorrow's trial.

The mobile phone was in his hand, and when it rang, he didn't look at the caller ID, so he picked it up and connected it.

After two consecutive "hey" sounds, no one spoke, he took the phone away from his ear and was about to hang up.

After seeing the name on it, he hung up the phone for a moment, and put the phone to his ear again: "Speak." ”

Listening to his voice that was not gentle at all, Song Zhiyue became more and more aggrieved, and her nose was a little sour: "Have you gotten off work?" ”

"Not yet." Feng Chen could hear that her voice was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Zhiyue's heart was already very aggrieved and sad, listening to his concern and inquiry, her eyes were hot, and there was fog spreading under her eyes.

"I want to see you." Afraid that he wouldn't have time, she asked again, "Is that okay?" ”

Feng Chen's hand turned over the information: "Did something happen?" ”

Song Zhiyue's voice was choked, and she almost cried, she tried her best to endure it, covering her lips with her hands.

After a while, she was about to speak, when she heard Feng Chen asking, "Where are you?" ”

She said: "I just got off work and haven't gotten in the car yet. ”

"You find a coffee shop, or a bubble tea shop to sit in, and I'll come to you."

Song Zhiyue sniffed and whispered, "I'll wait for you at the station." ”

"Okay."

After talking on the phone, Feng Chen turned off the computer, stuffed the materials for tomorrow's court session into his briefcase, took the coat on the back of the chair, and strode out of the office.

During the rush hour after work, there was a traffic jam on the road, and by the time I got to the company, it was already half an hour later.

He drove forward a little and saw Song Zhiyue sitting on the station bench.

She lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, there was no smile on her little face, and her expression was a little lonely.

He stopped the car in front of her, lowered the window and looked at her for a moment, but Song Zhiyue didn't react.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car and walked over to her.

A pair of Cheng Liang's leather shoes appeared in his eyes, Song Zhiyue slowly raised his head and saw Feng Chen standing in front of him, looking at her condescendingly.

Seeing him, she stood up at once and hugged him aggrievedly.

Feng Chen's body stiffened, and he sensed that her emotions were wrong on the phone, so he didn't push her away and let her hold him.

After the mood stabilized, Song Zhiyue let go of him, thinking that she had taken the initiative to hug him just now, her face was hot, and her expression was very unnatural.

Feng Chen's face was calm and calm: "Get in the car." ”

Song Zhiyue saw him as if nothing had happened, and he didn't know whether to be glad that he didn't care about himself, or sad that he didn't care about his hug at all.

Her mind was a little complicated, she nodded, and followed him to the car.

After getting into the car and buckling the seat belt, Feng Chen asked her, "Haven't eaten yet?" ”