If the sky really fell, maybe Jing Zeheng wouldn't keep calling Shen Fanyin.

There was a greater chance that he would rush straight to her. jj.br>

"So, brother, you called me eighteen times because you thought I was dead?" Shen Fanyin looked at Jing Zeheng, his eyes were very complicated.

Jing Zeheng put his hands on the table, stared into her eyes and said seriously, "No, I just have a reasonable doubt that you were lying to me last night, and whether you have a new goal that you want to desperately strive for."

What could he say?

There are only a few people in Qingshan Curie, and it is too likely that Cao will be discovered by Shen Fanyin if he is locked in.

She was silent after sending the message, and it was strange that he wasn't worried.

Shen Fanyin was a little speechless, looked at him and said sincerely, "Brother, this is because you don't understand me, I regret my life very much."

"I just know you too well to think that."

The child in her own family understands that she is not a person who can swallow her anger.

During the time when she didn't reply to the message, he even thought that her anger was rising again because she retold the whole thing, and he couldn't help but go to Lu Tong desperately.

"Brother, can there be some trust between people?"

"Yes, but not at a time like this."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Shen Fanyin glared at him, not wanting to speak.

Although the real reason for leaving Qingshan Residence was because Si Mian was there, it was inconvenient for them to speak, but this did not affect her in the slightest to remember the fact that she had not eaten lunch on Jing Zeheng's head.

She pursed her lips, thinking seriously about how to get revenge on him.

Jing Zeheng stood up, walked around the table to her, rubbed her head and said, "Okay, tell me what you want to do."

Shen Fanyin looked at him with his head tilted slightly, always feeling that talking about things in this posture was particularly awkward, and he felt oppressed by him, and his momentum was a little shorter.

She frowned and suggested, "Sit and talk?"

"Okay."

Jing Zeheng responded, but did not move his steps.

Shen Fanyin was hugged by him just as she wanted to take a step, and before she could react, she had already been carried by him to the desk and sitting.

Shen Fanyin: "......!"

Jing Zeheng propped his hands on the edge of the table, looking at her level, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling: "Sit, let's talk."

Shen Fanyin moved back uneasily, her cheeks flushed: "Brother, I mean sit on the sofa and say!"

This pose is a bit ambiguous! She's not fit!

"Well, I know," Jing Zeheng nodded, still not moving, "I've been sitting all morning, standing and resting for a while."

"Can I sit on the couch then?" Shen Fanyin's face was so red that he was about to drip blood.

But Jing Zeheng looked like a decent gentleman, and his calm expression seemed to say: It's your fault for thinking too much.

Jing Zeheng shook his head: "I'm too lazy to move."

His face was only twenty or thirty centimeters away from him, and being stared at by him like this, Shen Fanyin only felt that his heart was beating a lot faster.

Under the sun, her handsome face was dyed with a smile, and there was only her reflection in those deep black eyes.

Shen Fanyin raised his hand to cover his face, don't look at his eyes, his tongue was knotted: "Brother, brother, men and women don't kiss, you, you stay away from me!"

Jing Zeheng lowered his head, looked at his hands supporting her legs, and looked up at her again, looking very innocent: "I didn't touch you."

His hand was a punch away from her leg, and he didn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

He said it's a safe distance, no problem, right?

Shen Fanyin couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She really wanted to jump by herself, but looking at the position where he was standing now, if she jumped directly, what was the difference between jumping into his arms?

But Jing Zeheng added: "It's not unheard of when it's closer than this, so suddenly told me that men and women don't kiss, Sanskrit, I can understand that you don't need to use me to block thunder now?"

Shen Fanyin was helpless.

Saying this, how do you feel like a scumbag who throws it away when she runs out?

She took a few quick deep breaths, barely convincing herself that it was nothing—he hadn't touched her, that he was actually sitting, and that the position was much farther away than a hug.

But as soon as she pressed her shame, she heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

"?"

"Jing Zeheng, you old fowl. Beast!"

"It's broad daylight, and you don't lock the door when you play office y?"

The voice was so loud that it shook the leaves of the greenery on the wall.

The last tight string in Shen Fanyin's mind broke.

She sat still, her eyes blank, her flush spreading from her cheeks to her neck.

Who is she? Where is she? What is she doing? Is it okay to give her a crack in the ground and let her get in?

Jing Zeheng's good mood vanished in an instant, he withdrew his hand and turned around, he looked at the person who came, his eyes were full of coldness: "Are you looking for death?"

Qi Yan stood by the door and looked at him, and smiled, "Am I not here at the right time?"

Having said that, Qi Yan felt that he had come at such a good time!

Is there a better time than now?

can not only spoil Jing Zeheng's "good deeds", but also don't really see any sadistic pictures.

If he comes ten minutes late, that's really embarrassing!

Seeing Jing Zeheng's expression of wanting to slash himself, Qi Yan innocently raised the folder in his hand: "I have a serious business, and it is a serious matter to send you money."

He very much hoped that Jing Zeheng could save his dog's life for the sake of money.

But Jing Zeheng is not interested in money, only interested in killing him.

There was a soft sound around him, interrupting Jing Zeheng's fists.

Shen Fanyin jumped off the table, said in a voice like a mosquito, "I still have something to do, you can talk", and then ran out quickly with his head down.

She disappeared in a puff of smoke, and the smell of her hair filled the air.

Qi Yan looked at Jing Zeheng with a silly white and sweet face: "Xiao Yinyin, what's wrong?"

Jing Zeheng didn't answer, and walked towards him while unbuttoning his cuffs.

Qi Yan immediately panicked, and warned him as he stepped back: "Hey, hey! Jing Zeheng, don't come here! You don't do serious things during working hours, do you have any reason? I'm going to tell you like that...... Whew!"

In the lounge, Su Mu and Zeng Wanwan listened to the movement outside, and the fire of gossip ignited in their eyes at the same time.

What did they hear? What kind of office or something......

Su Mu stood up suddenly, grabbed Cheng Ye's sleeve, and asked with gossip in his eyes, "Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"

Cheng Ye replied with a confused face, and his tone was extremely earnest: "Miss Su, I've been here all along, and it's obviously impossible for me to know what you don't know."

Cheng Ye said this, but his heart beat a drum.

People who dare to make such a big move here, except for Qi Shao, don't think about it as a second person.

Listen to him...... What the hell did he break through? System. The picture of the level......

Cheng Ye didn't leak anything on his face, but he had already begun to applaud his boss in his heart.

Is the boss finally eating meat?

It's much faster than he thought!

-

In a café not far from Qingshan's residence, Si Mian held the coffee cup in both hands, clenched his teeth, and pursed his lips into a line with hatred.

Zhu Jian patted the back of her hand soothingly: "Okay Mianmian, don't be angry, it was just an accident to meet Shen Fanyin today, and it is reasonable to have no gain."

Si Mian lowered his eyes, and his eyes were red: "I'm just unwilling...... I'm sorry cousin, but I hurt you."

Shen Fanyin's impression on her has always been that she has a personality that ignites the fire, which can be seen from the previous two face-to-face photos.

She can abuse herself on the tennis court without saying a word, and she can also make herself speechless because of three or two sentences.

Doesn't this prove that Shen Fanyin is actually a fiery temper?

But how can she be so calm today!

Zhu Qiang lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, curled his finger and tapped the tabletop: "Maybe we all misunderstood her? We all thought that the counterattack against us was made by Jing Zeheng and Su Xingmu, but we all seemed to have overlooked one thing."

Zhu Jian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly understood what Zhu Qiang meant: "You mean, Jing Zeheng actually didn't make a move at all?"

Zhu Qiang nodded, and the corners of his mouth were dyed with a wry smile: "Although I don't want to admit it, if it is really Shenghua's public relations department, how can we still live?" Brother, think about it, after looking at the whole thing, is there a shadow of Shenghua's public relations department?"

"Sheng Hua's public relations ......" Zhu Jian was silent for a long time and sighed, "It's true that it's not like their usual means, but I still don't believe that this is a counterattack that Shen Fanyin, a yellow-haired girl, can do."

Si Mian looked up at them and said with some irritation, "Cousin, does it still make sense to say who is manipulating this matter now?"

Zhu Jian and Zhu Qiang were silent.

It really doesn't make much sense.

What they need to do now is to save themselves, not to take stock of the past.

Si Mian rubbed her hair irritably, only to feel that the corners of her forehead were swollen and painful, and she almost couldn't think.

She originally wanted to provoke Shen Fanyin, and she tried to slap her twice to record a video of her bullying, and with such a real hammer video, they had room to turn over.

But Shen Fanyin endured her own provocation, but she was forced to pour a bowl of poisonous chicken soup.

Zhu Jian looked at Si Mian's boring appearance, and was so distressed that he couldn't do it, but he didn't think of powerful words to comfort her.

He was pondering when Zhu Qiang's mobile phone rang on the side.

It was an unfamiliar number, and Zhu Qiang connected it after thinking for a while.

"Hey, hello, I'm Zhu Qiang."

"Hello, Mr. Zhu," the man on the other end of the phone said with eagerness in his tone, and said straight to the point, "broke the news that Shen Fanyin played a big name and refused to participate in the show, do you dare to explode?"

Zhu Qiang was stunned, and looked at the caller again in disbelief, suspecting that the other party was a liar.

"Hey? Hey?"

The person on the other end of the phone was in a hurry, and before hearing a response, he quoted the price first: "Three million! I'll give three million!"

His voice was so loud that even Zhu Jian heard it.

Zhu Jian glanced at his younger brother and motioned for him to ask someone out to talk.

Zhu Qiang nodded and said into his phone, "Sir, this is not a trivial matter, I think we need to meet."

"Yes, but I'm a little busy right now, Anseong International Exhibition Center, can you come?"

"When?"

"The sooner the better!"

"Okay, what do you call it?"

"Lu Tong."

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