Fu Bolin looked down at his watch and frowned: "How long has she been up?" ”

Although he didn't name him, Zhang Heng knew that he was asking Ji Xinglian, "Miss Ji has been up for half an hour." ”

The wrinkles between Fu Bolin's eyebrows deepened a little, and he was just about to pick up his mobile phone to call Ji Xinglian when he heard a beep next to him.

Hearing the prestige, he saw that Zhang Heng was already dialing Ji Xinglian's phone, Fu Bolin's movements were paused, and his eyes were already a little unhappy.

Zhang Heng's hand holding the mobile phone was about to be seen by him, and he pulled out a stiff smile: "Mr. Fu, Miss Ji's phone shows that no one has answered." ”

Fu Bolin took back his mobile phone, and the ominous premonition in his heart was even stronger, and he stood up unexpectedly. Because the movement was too strong and abrupt, the chair rubbed against the ground and made a long piercing sound, causing many people next to him to hear the sound.

Fu Bolin pursed his lips, his eyes were deep, and after looking back calmly, he walked towards the elevator. Zhang Heng sorted out the documents on the table, picked them up, and followed.

Fu Bolin's pace couldn't help but get faster and faster, he felt that his emotions were a little unfamiliar, but he didn't feel bad, at least he wouldn't reject it.

He tilted his head and commanded coldly, "Then call her." There was unnoticeable tension in his tone.

Zhang Heng immediately took out his mobile phone and began to call Ji Xinglian's phone, hoping that his performance would be better and he could make up for it. (For the first time, he felt that it was also a fault to know the president too well.) ）

Fu Bolin felt a little hot for no reason, he rudely ripped off his tie, and a button was stretched in the process, revealing his delicate collarbone, revealing a little sexy and a little wild.

The elevator finally opened, and Fu Bolin stepped on it. It was obviously a short journey, but Fu Bolin felt that seconds were like years, but all he imagined in his mind were some bad thoughts, which made him even more anxious.

Zhang Heng had a spare room card there, and opened the door immediately after Fu Bolin grabbed it. As soon as he opened the door, a woman ran towards his arms, and the soft fragrance and warm jade in her arms greeted him.

The softness of the woman pressed against his hard chest, and he wore only a thin white shirt, so he felt it more clearly.

In addition, he had just ripped off his tie, and the woman's warm breath sprayed next to his collarbone, as if fanning the flames.

Fu Bolin looked down at the woman in his arms, it was Ji Xinglian. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were disheveled, she didn't even wear shoes, and she was in a mess.

As soon as Fu Bolin frowned, the woman in his arms raised her head to look at him, the corners of her eyes were red, with a little weakness: "Mr. Fu, help ...... life"

The soft voice was pitiful, but he was very calm: "What happened?" ”

The way she looked, something must have happened to make her like this. Thinking like this, Fu Bolin held her hand a little tighter.

Ji Xinglian's body stiffened, and his eyes looked uncontrollably into the room, and at this moment, the little gangster just now appeared in front of Fu Bolin's eyes.

Zhang Xuqiang covered the wound on his forehead, and the blood was flowing down, which made him feel uncomfortable, so he also resented Ji Xinglian even more.

"Stinky, see if I don't kill you!"

The cruel words released were suddenly paused, and more cursed words were swallowed back into his stomach involuntarily, Zhang Xuqiang also recognized the man who was holding a woman outside the door, wasn't it the man he accidentally bumped into just now?