Xue Beirong clicked on his mobile phone, checked the Weibo I posted, forwarded it, and then said as if rewarding me with a great gift: "An apology, in exchange for five years in prison, Miss Yu is already very lucky." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Xue, for a lot of money, I will definitely repay the grace of dripping water." I stood up, took a 90-degree bow, and almost slammed my head on the table.

"Huanxi, are you alright?" When I sat down again, Sheng Xiaolan noticed that my face was wrong, and asked with concern, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

"Well, my stomach hurts so much," I really can't stand this group of hypocritical faces, and I'll vomit if I stay for a minute longer.

"It just so happens that I have medicine here," Sheng Xiaolan took out a bottle of medicine from her bag and gave me three pills, "I also have a stomach ache, so I take it with me when I go out." ”

"Well," I said, with warm water and medicine.

But he quietly pressed the medicine under his tongue and did not swallow it.

At this time, Xue Beirong's phone rang, he got up to pick it up, and came back after a while, "Xiaolan, Wagner has arrived at my house in advance, and I have to go to pick him up in person." ”

"That big director in Hollywood, Brother Rong wants to invest in blockbusters? Don't forget our Lanting when the time comes," Sheng Xiaolan put her arms around my shoulders, "Brother Rong, send Huanxi home by the way, I think she is very uncomfortable." ”

"No need." I forced myself to sit up straight and excuse myself.

"If you want to go, hurry up," Xue Beirong knocked on the wine glass in front of me, with an expression that was quite reluctant but had to accept Sheng Xiaolan's request.

"Don't force yourself if you're uncomfortable, go home." Sheng Xiaolan put on a coat for me like a confidant sister.

I stood up in recognition of each other, "Mr. Sheng, then I'm out of company." ”

Sheng Nanrui, who had been playing cards with others, suddenly spoke up and teased Xue Beirong, "Old Xue, just send the little girl to the door, but don't send it to the bed." ”

"Then it depends on whether Miss Yu is warm or not." Xue Beirong said a joke along with his joke and pretended to smile ambiguously at me, but as soon as he left the box, he returned to his true colors and didn't show me a good face at all.

I didn't want to find myself unhappy, so I followed behind.

Xue Beirong went to the trash can next to the elevator first and smoked a cigarette.

The slowly rising green mist and the orange light sprinkled overhead inadvertently diluted his gloomy face, with an unreal warmth and lazy charm.

A few women passing by greeted him frequently, but Xue Beirong ignored him.

With a gloomy face, he seems to be in a bad mood.

I walked over, pressed the button on the elevator floor on the first floor, and while he was concentrating on smoking, he took out a tissue, spit out the pill, and threw it into the trash.

"Huh." Xue Beirong sneered behind my back and asked unexpectedly, "It's really uncomfortable?" ”

"Hmm." I turned around a little weakly, and I was facing the two smiling eyes, but there was no smile at all, only the eyes of the yin owl.

"Why don't you take medicine if you're not feeling well?" Xue Beirong seemed to know everything, his expression was unpredictable, and his eyes alternated between me and the trash can, "It's bitter?" I still have it here, do you want to eat it? ”

"No need, thank you, Mr. Xue." Like the last bit of toothpaste in my toothpaste, I was very reluctant to squeeze out a smile to him that was worse than crying.

"Don't, you have to take medicine if you have a stomach ache, how uncomfortable it is to endure it." Xue Beirong really took out a box of medicine from the inner pocket of his suit, unscrewed it, took out a pill, and handed it to my lips.