"Why didn't you come to work today?" Feng Lixing asked straight to the point.

Forsythia watched the live broadcast of the press conference, and she was originally annoyed in her heart, and her tone was naturally strong.

"I'm texting you to take a leave of absence."

"But did I approve it? If you don't get approval, you're absenteeism! ”

"Absenteeism is absenteeism! Whatever you want! After it was over, he added in a weird way: "Anyway, if you have a wrist, black can be said to be white." ”

Thinking of the helpless and powerless expression of lying on the bed, Forsythia only felt that the flames in her chest were thumping upward.

"Master, I'm not going to the LA'MO Building, turn around!"

Feng Lixing heard this on the other end of the phone and asked, "Do you still want to be absent from work in the afternoon?" ”

"Yes, absenteeism, all day!"

"Reason!"

"The reason is, I don't want to see you!"

The roar of such a rush stabbed Feng Lixing and threw his mobile phone into the sofa all of a sudden, he should have been annoyed, but he slowly hooked the corners of his mouth...

What woman? Still so impulsive and naïve!

This impulsive and naïve woman really didn't go to the company in the afternoon, and kept staying in the room to pay attention to the news of "Pei Xiaoxiao's assistant car accident", but in just half a day, Pei Xiaoxiao became a hot topic on Weibo, and her fans rose.

At about early in the evening of Guangjing, there was news on the Internet that "Feng Lixing stayed in his apartment overnight because he was worried about Xiaoxiao's injury".

is also accompanied by a photo taken secretly by a reporter, dressed in white clothes and black pants, wearing a peaked cap, tall and thin back, who can it be if it is not Feng Lixing!

What a pair of sluts!

Forsythia closed the computer directly, and the half of the cigarette between her fingers was pinched in the ashtray by her, and she was about to go to the bath and sleep, but received a call from Zhao Man.

"Forsythia, something happened, the man died..."

"Who? Who died? She didn't react yet.

The long voice began to tremble: "That's it... The old man who was bumped into by Pei Xiaoxiao..."

All of a sudden, it was like something had suddenly broken.

Forsythia held her phone and couldn't figure it out.

What happens to the perpetrator if the person who was hit dies?

Indemnify? Do time? Sentence?

She was also confused for a while, so she could only ask: "How many people know about this?" ”

"I don't know... But there shouldn't be many people who know, Wang Qi has a very good relationship with the media in the circle, so the news should be blocked, she just called me and said that she and the lawyer rushed to the hospital in a while. ”

"What are they doing in such a hurry to get to the hospital so late? Dealing with the aftermath of the deceased? ”

"I don't know, I guess I'm here to see the family of the deceased."

Generally speaking, this logic is very correct, the person who was hit died, and the perpetrator of course had to deal with compensation and comfort the family, but they were wrong.

In the early morning of the next day, Forsythia was still dreaming when he was woken up again by Zhao Man's phone.

It seemed to be very messy, with screams, smashing, scolding, and finally a long trembling cry: "... Forsythia... They refused to accept the reparations... Come on... I don't want to be private, I force it..."

What do you want!

Before I could hear the words clearly, I only heard a long scream: "Hey... What are you doing robbing my phone? ”

"Until the matter is resolved, it is useless for you to call anyone!" With a final beep, the phone was cut.

I didn't wear a forsythia jacket, I wore a thin black T-shirt, and I casually pulled a thin fleece scarf and ran out of the room to take a taxi.

At that time, it was only 5 o'clock in the morning, where was the taxi at the gate of Walkerhill, and I waited for a long time to stop one, and when I arrived at the ward, the family members were gone.

The ground was a mess.

Zhao Man leaned on the head of the bed half-propped, his hair was scattered, one injured leg rested straight on the edge of the bed, and the other was bent into a semicircle.

That's not all, what's worse is that she has scratches on her face and neck.