【President's Office】

When Shen Yan pushed the door and walked into the office, Fu Jingchen was looking down at his phone. His expression was cold, and there was a sharp chill in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

He looked sideways and saw Lin Xi lying on the sofa next to the coffee table, and was stunned: "... Is this Shi shallow? What's going on? ”

"She was hit in the back of the head and fainted."

Shen Yan looked surprised: "I met her and her roommate eating in a restaurant at noon, how could this happen?" ”

"Let's see if she's seriously injured." Fu Jingchen's expression was grim.

Shen Yan walked to the sofa, squatted down, and carefully held up Lin Xi's head.

Lin Xi's face was pale, and his already slender body was even thinner by the wide sofa.

Shen Yan reached out and touched the swollen part of the back of her head, and then pulled her thick hair and looked at it.

"There was no bleeding or bruising, so it wasn't very serious."

"But if she is knocked unconscious, it may be a coma caused by a concussion, and she still has to go to the hospital for a head CT when she wakes up."

Shen Yan asked, "How long has she been in a coma like this?" ”

"Half an hour."

"That should be waking up soon."

Shen Yan stood up and looked at Fu Jingchen: "So what the hell is going on, she was beaten by someone in the Fu family?" ”

Fu Jingchen paused and handed the mobile phone in his hand to Shen Yan.

What is displayed on the screen is the monitoring screen at the elevator door just now.

Shen Yan read it once, and when he heard Jiang Keke mock Lin Xi, "An orphan who has no father or mother, and is usually reluctant to eat more than five yuan for breakfast", he couldn't help frowning.

Later, when he saw Lin Xi being hit on the head in front of another girl, he couldn't help but take a slow breath, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

“…… I wanted to ask you that day. Shen Yan turned off his mobile phone and raised his eyes to look at Fu Jingchen, "You and this Shi Qian, what's going on?" ”

"Don't tell me that you dated her because you liked her, and it was a coincidence that she looked so much like Gu Zhiquio."

Fu Jingchen didn't speak, and only spoke after a while, and said silently: "... I have a deal with her. ”

"I give her a million a month and let her stay with me."

Shen Yan asked, "Your purpose is to use her to stimulate Gu Zhiquinoa, so you will take her to meet us?" ”

"Yes."

"What are the conditions for the end, Gu Zhiqu returning to China?"

“… Be. ”

Shen Yan frowned: "Achen... When you do this, have you considered Shi Qian's feelings? ”

"She's a person, not a tool," Shen Yan glanced at Lin Xi, his gaze unbearable, "Not to mention her life experience...... It's really pathetic. ”

Fu Jingchen raised her eyes: "She knows very well what I want to do, and she is very active in helping me achieve my goal." ”

Hearing this, Shen Yan was stunned, remembering Lin Xi's performance at the dinner that day.

She knew the purpose of being brought over, and she was still affectionate in her eyes, and she was intimate with Fu Jingchen.

Isn't it because you think it's a job, so you don't feel bad?

"She contacted me." Fu Jingchen suddenly spoke.

Shen Yan was stunned: "... What did you say? ”

Fu Jingchen didn't say who it was, and Shen Yan also knew that the person he said was Gu Zhiquinoa.

He and Fu Jingchen have been friends since junior high school, and naturally they know how deep his love for Gu Zhili is.

When Gu Zhili first left, for a whole week, Fu Jingchen was drunk and drunk. By the time he found someone at the bar, he was haggard and unpresentable.

After knowing each other for so many years, Shen Yan has never seen Fu Jingchen, who is like the pride of the sky, so decadent and depressed. So now it is not surprising that he can make such a deal with Shi Qian.

Fu Jingchen's voice couldn't hear the emotion: "I didn't reply to the message, and I didn't answer the phone." ”

“... Why? Shen Yan was a little surprised, "Isn't this what you want?" ”

Fu Jingchen didn't know why, maybe it was too long. In the two months that Gu Zhili left, his pain, depression and unwillingness were diluted by time little by little.

All that remained, the only thing left was the delicate pain that came back to her heart as if it was being clenched every time she recalled her decision that day.

Just when he was silent, Lin Xi on the sofa suddenly moved.

He opened his eyes a little dazedly, looked at the two men beside him, and said, "... Mr. Fu, Mr. Shen? ”