He Xue was not very good at lying, and was thinking about how to make his expression look natural, when he saw Song Zhiyuan skillfully take a washed cherry from the fruit bowl and hand it to Xia Xingluo's mouth.

Then, he hooked his lips lightly, "Xingxing, you must not have eaten much fruit recently, and your face has turned a little yellow."

"Really?" No matter what time it is, Xia Xingluo loves beauty.

Even if she was in a bad mood when she broke up and Xia Wenyan had a car accident, she still remembered skin care after crying and washing her face.

Otherwise, it will be ugly and ugly in the future, and it will be even worse than now.

When the time comes, not to mention high school students, college students will not be able to soak in.

Song Zhiyuan nodded, "Eat more and supplement vitamin C."

She really didn't lie to Xia Xingluo.

After having a conflict with Ji Yanli, Xia Xingluo's sleep was not very good. In the past two days, I have been worried about Xia Wenyan, and I don't know if I have slept at night.

In the early hours of last night, I was still sending a message asking if she still hurts, and only if her skin can be good, can she have a ghost.

Talking about business, Xia Xingluo stopped gossiping, and hurriedly went back to the house on crutches to find a small mirror.

"Sister Zhikite, can I stay here for two days?" He Xue originally wanted to wait for Shi Yan to leave before she spoke, but she waited left and right, not only did she not have the idea of leaving, but she actually went to cook and cook.

She saw it in her eyes and was even more worried.

Song Zhiyuan was flipping through a professional book, and when he heard this, he lifted his eyes and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, she smiled apologetically, "It may not be convenient, I only have one bedroom here."

He Xue blurted out, "It's okay, I can sleep on the sofa."

"No, you can't." Song Zhiyuan sternly refused.

Seeing He Xue's lost appearance, she softened a little and added, "If you don't dislike it, you can stay and go back after dinner."

"Why, I'm honored." It was too late for He Xue to be happy.

The excitement passed, Xia Xingluo found an excuse to call Song Zhiyuan over, his eyebrows raised slightly, "What are you doing?"

"What can a little girl with no scheming do?" Song Zhiyuan sat down next to her.

Hearing this, Xia Xingluo sneered, "Pull it down, is the surname Zhou pestering you again?"

Song Zhiyuan wanted to say no, but as soon as the words came to her mouth, she saw the clues.

"This stinky shameless one, I'm going to get engaged, and I'm still pestering you? Wait, I'm going to beat him to death!"

Xia Xingluo, who was menacing one second, fell on his lap the next.

There was a dead silence in the room.

Feeling embarrassed, Xia Xingluo coughed lightly and said with a serious face, "Shiyan is very good, you can't let people down."

"Does that sound familiar?" Song Zhiyuan was amused by her troubled appearance.

How did she remember that Xia Xingluo had also said this about Zhou Qichuan before?

Xia Xingluo also thought of this, and glanced at her with disgust, "Didn't he still make a living at that time, who would have thought that he would marry someone else so soon?"

Seeing that she still wanted to scold her, Song Zhiyuan diverted the topic and cared about Xia Wenyan's physical condition.

Speaking of him, Xia Xingluo sighed, "I can't be idle in the hospital, I can't take care of it."

Song Zhiyuan: "There is a doctor watching, don't worry too much."

"Doctor?" Xia Xingluo smiled, "My brother only listens to himself."

This point is very similar to Ji Yanli, no wonder the two of them didn't deal with each other when they met.

Sensing the sadness that flashed in her eyes, Song Zhiyuan thought of Ji Yanli.

When the truth is revealed, what will the two of them do?

"Iris, what are you doing in a daze? He Xue called you." Suddenly, Xia Xingluo's urging voice pulled back Song Zhiyuan's thoughts.

It was her phone that rang when she landed on the couch.

A call from the family.

The old lady lost her temper and asked her to go back with Shi Yan.

From Liang Yushu's helpless words, Song Zhiyuan vaguely guessed something and said hello.

In the kitchen,

Shi Yan was chopping vegetables, and his movements were graceful as if he was lecturing in class.

Hearing the movement, he turned his head to see that his brown eyes were full of a gentle smile, "Didn't you let you rest outside?"

"My aunt has called, and she wants us to go back." Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips helplessly.

Hearing her say this, Shi Yan suddenly understood.

He kept moving his hands and smiled lightly, "I'll call my mother later, and we'll go back after dinner."

Now that I go back at this point, I must have finished eating at home.

Song Zhiyuan nodded and walked over to help.

Before his hand touched the vegetables, he was stopped by Shi Yan, "Obedient, go back to your room and rest for a while, and I'll call you when we eat later."

"I didn't hurt my hand." Let him cook and be idle, Song Zhiyuan is really not so cheeky.

Seeing her insistence, Shi Yan hooked her lips helplessly, "Okay, then you can wash the remaining vegetables, and I'll stir-fry the vegetables."

The more considerate he was, the heavier the guilt in Song Zhiyuan's heart. Z.br>

Why didn't Shi Yan ask Zhou Qichuan what he was doing with her, and what happened to the two of them?

When the words came to his mouth, Song Zhiyuan swallowed it back.

He gave her absolute respect, and she couldn't embarrass him.

Song knew that the kite had a bad stomach, and Shi Yan simply made four dishes and one soup, and the taste was light.

After eating, the two went to Shi's house together.

Inside the Presidential Suite.

Zhou Qichuan listened to Yang Mingyu's report on the other side of the screen and nodded, "Just follow your thoughts."

"Boss, you haven't been to the company for a long time, do you have time these days?" Yang Mingyu asked.

In fact, according to Zhuoyuan's current management model, it is not a few months, even if Zhou Qichuan does not go once a year, it will not be chaotic.

He was afraid that his boss would impulsively go to someone's engagement banquet to rob his relatives.

"Huh?" Zhou Qichuan lifted his eyes lightly, and his dark eyes were deep.

Yang Mingyu smiled, "There are a few people in the company who are not honest and old people recently, so I want to ask the boss to come back and have a look."

"Didn't give you the right?" Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips without any warmth, and he could already see his thoughts.

Hearing that he was unhappy, Yang Mingyu hurriedly said, "Then I'll watch and deal with it, and then the boss won't settle the accounts after the autumn."

Ignoring his poor mouth, Zhou Qichuan suddenly asked, "Did you receive an invitation from the Shi family?"

He did not receive a report on this matter in China.

Yang Mingyu smiled dryly, "I knew I couldn't hide it from the boss."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Qichuan's face and said tentatively, "Boss, will the cooperation with the Shi family continue?"

Because of the relationship between Shi Yan and Song Zhiyuan, the cooperation between the two families is now in a delicate stage, and they will not talk about the end or specific matters.

If you change two companies with insufficient strength, you can't afford the loss caused by the delay alone.

"It's up to you to cooperate." Zhou Qichuan spoke without emotion.

Yang Mingyu nodded, and before he could speak again, he listened to the other side instruct, "The engagement banquet of the Shi family, you go to attend."

Yang Mingyu, "Boss ......"

Zhou Qichuan, "Problem?"

"Nope!" Yang Mingyu was excited and quickly changed his words.

Without waiting for him to ask what to prepare for the congratulatory gift, Zhuo Mu sent an email.