In the early morning of the next day, Song Zhiwei came to the pet hospital early.

Not long after she transferred to the headquarters, there are still many things to hand over, but fortunately, this is not far from the house she rented, and it only takes three stops to take the subway, which is not a hassle.

They have a marriage room, but the two of them live in their own house tacitly except for coping with the elders or occasionally sleeping, when she was in the old hospital, she originally wanted to buy a car, but she didn't know how to be heard by Qi Su, and directly waved her a Porsche.

Of course she didn't ask for it, two million is a drop in the bucket for Qi Su, but it is a sky-high price for her, and with her character, even if it is for his face, she will not be able to eat this bowl of soft rice.

Because of this, the matter of transportation has been shelved.

Speaking of which, Qi Su is not stingy in spending money on women.

"It's coming at seven o'clock, it's not like your style, Xiaolin." Song Zhiwei didn't expect that the assistant who usually pinched work sat at the workstation early, and was very surprised.

The little girl leaned over in a chair and whispered, "Mary is coming over today." ”

Song Zhiwei was still thinking about whether to tell Qi Su about her change of work location, and casually answered: "Who is Mary?" ”

The assistant looked around and said excitedly: "A hamster, Dr. Chen's remaining patient, the owner is a super handsome guy, I swear I have never seen such a handsome man in my life!" ”

Dr. Chen is Song Zhiwei's predecessor, I heard that she was pregnant with twins, so she resigned and traveled the world with her husband.

Song Zhiwei was not interested, and responded perfunctorily, as a married woman, she was very clear about her positioning, and the long list of superficial adjectives couldn't make a wave in her heart.

Time passed quickly, judging by the frequency of the assistant running to the door once every five minutes, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Song Zhiwei looked at the time, and fed some medicine to a certain critically ill Satsuma, and when she went out, she happened to see the rumored handsome guy sitting on the rest chair and pretending to sleep, because it was sideways, she couldn't see her real face.

Song Zhiwei walked over and asked politely, "Mary's father?" ”

Without waiting for an answer, Song Zhiwei lowered her head from the record book and just met a pair of deep eyes.

Qi Su is completely different from his usual elite appearance, wearing a light blue sportswear, broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender legs, and even his usually well-groomed hair is meekly hanging down, not to mention that he is the leader of the Huanyu Group, and he thinks he is a student of a nearby university.

Song Zhiwei rarely saw him like this, and couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, and only when she came back to her senses did she realize that she was like a dirt bun with a plain face.

She turned around quickly, quickly pulled the mask tighter, nervous as if she had taken a vocational qualification certificate for the first time, she pulled her bangs even more messy, praying that the person in front of her would not recognize her.

However, the assistant was afraid that others would not know her Sima Zhao's heart, so she blushed and added: "Why don't you leave a contact information, you can ask us if you have any questions, they are all young people, and they should be very topical." ”

Qi Su's gaze never left Song Zhiwei from beginning to end, and he heard the playful prolonged voice: "Oh? ”

The assistant looked back and forth on their bodies a few times, and looked at them quite well: "Especially our Doctor Song, who is young and beautiful, erudite and talented, and more importantly, still single." ”

"Single." Qi Su chewed these two words twice, and then turned his head to look at Song Zhiwei, who was congested at the root of his ear and eager to find a hole to get into, and asked with interest: "Doctor Song, is what she said true?" ”

Before Song Zhiwei could reply, the assistant hurriedly said, "Of course, no one can be worthy of our Doctor Song." ”

Qi Su looked at her fixedly.

Song Zhiwei was stared at creepy, only felt that he was like a demon, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know how to reply, and he wanted to cry without tears: "Xiaolin, don't say it." ”

No matter how dull the assistant was, she could see the strange atmosphere of its own between the two, and she attributed it to the charm of the phone calls from both sides, and left the consultation room under the pretext of work, and closed the door intimately by the way.

There were only two people left, and the stagnant space was even more silent.

Song Zhiwei looked at Qi Su, who was expressionless, her feet seemed to have roots, and she couldn't take half a step.

Or Qi Su opened his mouth first: "That's what you said outside?" ”

She was wearing a white coat, her hair was pulled up casually, two strands of broken hair hung restlessly down to her neck, her complexion was snow-white, and half of her face was exposed without makeup, but it was not mediocre and bland, but there was a kind of unconscious Gu person.

If she is usually like a gorgeous rose, now she is a rose blooming on a moonlit night.

It makes you want to take it off and crush it.

Where did Song Zhiwei know his psychological activities, she was still angry with him, and subconsciously retorted: "It's you who said not to announce our relationship on non-essential occasions outside." ”

Qi Su looked at her open and closed lips, only to feel that his mouth was dry, he pulled off the earphones, grabbed Song Zhiwei's shoulder, and imprisoned her between the wall and the crook of his arm: "Song Zhiwei, you are really 'obedient'." ”