At the end of the corridor is the entrance to the emergency passage.

Looking at the slightly shaking door, Song Zhiyuan took a deep breath and pulled it open.

The sensor lights in the hallway lit up at the same time.

Behind the door, it was empty.

didn't see the person he wanted to see, and Song Zhiyuan was suddenly a little lost.

But then, she smiled.

It's normal for someone who shouldn't be here in the first place to be there.

If he comes, she really doesn't know what the two are going to say when they meet.

Rather than being embarrassed not knowing where to look, it is better not to see.

Closing the door of the safe passage, Song Zhiyuan turned to leave.

On the other side, Zhou Qichuan, who had just walked out of the hospital, got into a black Maybach, looked at Zhuo Mu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, and ordered, "Check the details of the car accident."

It is not unheard of cases where the other party died on the spot while drunk driving.

But when it appears on Xia Wenyan's body, it has to make people think more of others.

For example, stealing business.

Another example is the infighting in the circle.

Zhuo Mu responded respectfully, and cautiously glanced at his boss's face through the rearview mirror in the car, wanting to ask, but he didn't dare to ask.

After much hesitation, he still held back.

He Wu, who was driving, said seemingly casually, "Boss, is it still the presidential suit of the hotel you lived in before?"

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel's presidential suite, you can see the balcony of Song Zhiyuan's apartment.

If you have better eyesight, you can even see if there is anyone in your home without using a telescope.

"Another one." A hint of displeasure flashed in Zhou Qichuan's dark eyes.

After following him for several years, Zhuo Mu certainly understood that he was not angry now.

Or rather, no anger.

He Wu changed to a hotel according to his words, but when he entered the room, Zhuo Mu found that from the position of the window, he could still see the apartment where Song Zhiyuan was.

It's just that from this location, you can only see a corner of the balcony, and you basically can't see the location of her daily activities.

Even so, Zhuo Mu couldn't help but give He Wu a thumbs up in his heart.

This guts is incredible.

"Boss, do you need a supper?" He Wu asked as if he hadn't seen anything.

Zhou Qichuan glanced at him, his eyes were deep, and it was impossible to guess what he was really thinking at the moment.

Zhuo Mu said at the right time, "Let the hotel prepare, and then some red wine, the boss has been on a plane for a day, drink some wine to relieve fatigue."

I heard that Xia Wenyan flew to Lun Dun, and Zhou Qichuan didn't even attend the afternoon meeting, so he bought the nearest plane ticket and flew over.

Along the way, the face was gloomy and scared to death.

Even the most stupid person can guess what he is doing this time.

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan glanced at him, "Sit down and have a drink with me."

"Yes, boss." Zhuo Mu was not surprised at all.

It was He Wu, who stood there stunned for a moment, and then understood.

It's not going to let him accompany you.

He Wu knew that he had made his own decisions several times today, and he was not angry, and he was even very happy when he went out.

Before coming, he had just learned from Xiaoli in the secretary's office that He Xue was bullied by Ruan Suisui.

He didn't like her pretending to be cute and talking delicately, and he bullied her sister, so he hated it even more.

If such a woman is allowed to be the boss lady, will they have a good life in the future?

Soon, the hotel waiter brought food and red wine.

When the things were delivered, Zhuo Mu let people leave and poured two glasses of wine by himself.

He said that he was Zhou Qichuan's special assistant, but the two have known each other for so many years, and they take care of each other when they are abroad, and they are more like good brothers than an employment relationship.

When he was in New York before, he and Yang Mingyu would have a drink with Zhou Qichuan if they had nothing to do, and chatted a few words to relax.

He was the Song Zhiyuan who knew at that time.

Even if Zhou Qichuan didn't say much, he and Yang Mingyu both knew that the person in his mouth was very important to him.

It's just that Zhou Qichuan's mouth is too tight, and after occasionally mentioning one or two sentences, he can't ask anything.

"Boss, do you like Ruan Suisui?" After tasting the red wine in the cup, Zhuo Mu opened his mouth first.

Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips without any warmth, and said without the slightest emotion, "She's quite obedient."

Very objective evaluation.

can be objective, it proves that he doesn't like Ruan Suisui, even a little.

"Speaking of obedience, He Xue is actually more obedient than Miss Ruan." Zhuo Mu suddenly smiled.

Before this, he had actually always disagreed with He Xue's liking of Zhou Qichuan, because it didn't work out.

But if he just wants to find an obedient one, then the kind and considerate He Xue is no better than Ruan Suisui, who has been pampered since childhood?

"It's not funny at all." Zhou Qichuan's face was slightly gloomy, and he was not satisfied with Zhuo Mu's talk about He Xue.

He was six or seven years older than her, and he had never treated her as a little sister.

Zhuo Mu didn't speak, and ate the vegetables with his head bored, as if what he said just now was not what he said.

Zhou Qichuan just called him to drink and chat, seeing that he only cared about eating, he was a little angry, "I didn't care about your meal at night?"

"I don't speak well, so I won't say it, so as not to make the boss angry." Zhuo Mu didn't raise his head.

Are you sure you are afraid?

Too lazy to pay attention to his yin and yang weird attitude, Zhou Qichuan took a sip of wine and recalled Ruan Suisui's attitude towards He Xue.

She didn't seem to be so obedient either.

"Are you really thinking about He Xue?" Zhuo Mu saw that he was thinking and laughed angrily.

He kind of wants to hit someone.

Zhou Qichuan glanced at him, "If you are sick, go and treat it."

It's not that you have to get married, what is He Xue doing to harm people?

Thinking of this, Zhou Qichuan was suddenly stunned.

Why did he marry Ruan Suisui at that time?

"Boss, you don't like Miss Ruan, and you still want to get engaged to her, isn't it inappropriate?" After holding it for a long time, Zhuo Mu felt that he still had to say.

Even if it is impossible for him and Song Zhiyuan to be in the future, the matter of marriage cannot be compromised.

Marrying someone you don't like, for decades to come, will be torture for each other.

In case there is another child, it is even more unfair to the child.

Zhou Qichuan took a sip of wine and looked at him, "Think I'm a scum?"

Isn't it?

Zhuo Mu only dared to ask in his heart.

He thought for a moment and asked, "If you marry Ruan Suisui, will you have children with her?"

As a party who followed Zhou Qichuan through the "selection of concubines", Zhuo Mu dared to guarantee with his head that he was not interested in other women at all.

At that time, there were one or twenty high-quality beautiful women in the box, who were fat and thin, and there were all types, and it was impossible for a man to sit down.

But Zhou Qichuan is an alternative.

It was as if nothing in front of him could catch his eye except wine.

A girl boldly approached her, didn't take advantage of it, and was splashed with wine by him.

Take the incident of going to Shi's house to attend a banquet some time ago, when he saw that his collar was full of lipstick marks, he thought that his boss finally wanted to open it.

Who knows, the first thing Zhou Qichuan did when he went back was to take off his clothes and take a shower.

The shirt stained with Ruan Suisui's lipstick was also thrown into the trash, not to mention how disgusted it was.

That's it, you still want to live with others?

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