"What are you going to do? How can you be so incomprehensible? ”

Song Wushuang really didn't expect that he would one day become the object of others watching the excitement. She turned to explain, when suddenly her feet slipped and she fell out of the window.

She screamed "ah" with her eyes open, her glasses slipped off her face, and her vision became blurry.

She only felt that she had come in a daze and gone in a vague way.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her, she couldn't see anything clearly, and vaguely saw that most of the man's body was hanging out of the window, and then he grabbed her who was falling.

But she was so scared, she kept struggling, she really didn't want to die, or rather, die in such a daze.

Zhou Zihe shouted, "I know you want to move out, okay, I agree, I'll arrange it." ”

She couldn't believe it, her eyes widened and she tried to make out the outline of that person, it was really Zhou Zihe.

And her vision is getting clearer and clearer, she can see the diamond cuffs on Zhou Zihe's cuffs, she can see Zhou Zihe's hair flying in the wind, and her eyesight is slowly recovering.

She forgot about the struggle, and the rescue began to go smoothly, and with the efforts of everyone, she was pulled out of the window and into the room at once.

Before she could react, she was pulled into Zhou Zihe's arms and hugged him tightly, making her feel his strength and determination.

"It's me who didn't take into account your mood and shouldn't have let you continue to live here." He turned to Xiaohe and said, "You can accompany Manager Song to move to my private house." ”

Xiaohe's expression was complicated, but he still nodded.

Song Wushuang didn't want to ask more, anyway, as long as he didn't live in 404, he would be able to draw a line with Miss Anxin slowly.

*

At first, Song Wushuang didn't know what Zhou Zihe's private house meant, and thought it was a small residence in the alley, but here she found out that Zhou Zihe's private house was a small villa with two floors. In addition to the two male security guards in the concierge, there is only one old mother in the villa, surnamed Liu.

When Mama Liu saw her for the first time, she was really shocked, and before Miss An could speak, she was interrupted by Xiaohe, "Mama Liu, she is Miss Song Wushuang Song, and she is the newly hired manager of the hotel." ”

Mother Liu wanted to say something, but Xiaohe interrupted her again, "Mother Liu, Miss Song will live here in the future, it's not early, you can make dinner first." ”

Mother Liu seemed to understand something, stopped talking, but went to the kitchen worriedly.

In fact, Song Wushuang could see that this chubby Xiaohe was delicate, knew his feelings for Zhou Zihe, and was afraid that he would care about others and treat her as Miss Anxin, so he was careful every step.

She also knew why Mother Liu was worried, this expression was too similar to Ouyang Lu when she was worried about Zhou Zihe.

Actually, now, she really doesn't care.

After all, in order to love Zhou Zihe, she let go of more than that.

Zhou Zihe has always refused to accept her feelings, but now she is letting her live in a private house, she is uneasy, "I am a manager-level, it is not suitable to live here, in fact, it is ...... to rent a small house."

"The world is chaotic, and there are many thieves, are you really not afraid? At least it's safe here, and you won't lose your salary or valuables. Xiaohe no longer gave her a chance to speak, and pushed her towards the second floor, "There is nothing inappropriate." You are the hotel manager hired by our Mr. Zhou, what is it to live here? ”

Speaking of heavy money, Song Wushuang couldn't help but ask, "I've only been working here for a week, and I don't know what my salary is." ”

"You have two small yellow croakers a month."

Song Wushuang didn't open his eyes to money, he just felt that there was nothing to be embarrassed to ask about making money with his ability, he always had to know how much his ability was worth. "How many grams of small yellow croaker do you have here? How much is it worth? ”

"Manager Song, sometimes I really don't understand what you say. What is Gram? ”

"That's it...... Weight! ”

"Why don't you even know how much the little yellow croaker weighs? One or two small yellow croaker. ”

Song Wushuang still doesn't understand, what is the concept of these two? She was too embarrassed to ask again, but smiled awkwardly, looked down at the stairs at her feet, and tread cautiously to hide her ignorance.

Xiaohe was intimate and answered questions, "Let's just use this analogy, my three-month salary is only worth a little yellow croaker." ”

Song Wushuang couldn't express her happiness, according to the salary standard here, she is really paid a high salary now, which is much better than being a manager in the modern Sunshine B&B.

When the two of them reached the second floor, she saw that there were only three rooms, and after Xiaohe opened one room, she said with a smile, "Manager Song, you will live here in the future." ”

She went in and took a closer look, there were perfumes and cosmetics on the dresser, and women's clothes hanging in the closet.

"It seems that there are people living here, so I might as well live next door."

"Next door is the study."

"Then I'm staying in the opposite room?"

"Opposite is Boss Zhou's bedroom." Xiaohe said with a smile with big eyes.

"What? He lives here? ”

"He only lives here occasionally, this is a small mansion he has purchased, how can there be no room for him." Xiaohe realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately changed his words, "No, no, it's his private house." ”

She didn't know why Xiaohe suddenly turned back, she didn't think there was something wrong with Xiaohe's words. Just curious to ask, "Little mansion?" What's the problem? ”

Xiao Hegu said to it left and right, "It's nothing, it's just ......"

"I don't think you're qualified for the job of assistant manager." Song Wushuang scared her, "Assistant who can't solve his worries, I decided to ......"

"Okay, I said, I said, the small mansion is where the little wife lives."

"What? Zhou Zihe still has a little wife? Song Wushuang was about to explode, wasn't he single, how could he still have a little wife, she really couldn't understand, how much else did he have that she didn't know?

Song Wushuang thought of some plots in the TV series, when a man reaches the age of getting married, if he doesn't find the right person to be the wife of the main house, he can take a few concubines to warm the bed first.

Song Wushuang was about to go downstairs angrily, she accepted the existence of Miss Anxin in his heart, but she couldn't accept the fact that he still had a little wife.

Xiaohe was already fat, so he finally caught up with her and explained, "Manager Song, you are usually steady and capable, why do you like to be confused when it comes to Mr. Zhou's private affairs." ”

"Xiaohe, what do you mean by that?"

"Mr. Zhou's private life is simple, and he only has Miss Anxin in his heart all these years, how can he have a little wife? The small mansion is just a house for the little wife to live in by definition, just now I was afraid that you would misunderstand, so I didn't explain it clearly, and now it seems that you really misunderstood. ”

Saying that, Xiaohe relied on her chubby figure and pushed Song Wushuang to the main room on the second floor again with absolute strength. "My sister, don't embarrass me, Mr. Zhou asked me to bring you here to let you live here."

Saying that, Xiaohe walked to the dresser, picked up the buckle on the table, and placed it well, "I won't hide it anymore, this room is where Miss Anxin lived." ”

Song Wushuang almost fainted when he looked at the photo, and the face of the woman with long hair and shawl in the photo was very similar to her appearance.

She took the photo frame and looked at it carefully, she felt that she and Anxin were not similar problems, they were exactly the same.

How so?

It's hard not to have a picture of her?

"She's really...... Peace? ”

Xiaohe nodded truthfully.

She should have thought that Zhou Zihe loved peace of mind so much, and the room here was naturally prepared for her.

She angrily threw the photo frame on the dressing table, "I left 404 just to get rid of Miss Anxin, and he got good and sent me to Anxin's room in his small mansion." ”

Xiaohe complained to her, "You are making a fuss about leaving, Mr. Zhou has no choice!" Xiaohe realized that it was wrong to complain about the leader, and smiled, "I understand what you think about Mr. Zhou, but you have to give him time, you have also seen the photo of Miss Anxin, you and her are exactly the same, exactly the same." Mr. Zhou has not only love for Miss Anxin, but also resentment. Even if the two of you mean that now, he can't immediately fall in love with you, facing the same face, he is afraid of substitution of love, and he is afraid of substitution of hatred. ”

Song Wushuang nodded, this was a new point of view she heard, and this new point of view Xiao He's analysis was very reasonable.

"You, just give Mr. Zhou some time, and when he figures everything out, he will accept you completely."

Song Wushuang disagreed, "If he can never figure it out, then why don't I wait for him for the rest of my life?" ”

"Manager Song, you are so smart, it's so difficult that you can't think of a way?"

What Xiaohe said was ...... Let her use the means?

"I see, it's good for you to jump off the building today." She smiled and went to sort out the clothes in the closet.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not really going to jump off the building."

Xiaohe nodded frequently, "I know you didn't really nod, but you just wanted to see Mr. Zhou's determination." ”

Song Wushuang was helpless and wanted to explain clearly.

Xiaohe began to fold his clothes and said to himself, "Look, you are making such a fuss, Mr. Zhou is not compromised, everything depends on you, and you will not continue to live in 404." Although this is still the residence of Miss Anxin, it ...... You are one step closer to Mr. Zhou. She blinked, "As the saying goes, the building near the water gets the moon first." ”

Xiao Hema quickly packed all the clothes for peace of mind, and asked the guards downstairs to remove all the packed things.

"Mr. Zhou is considerate, knowing that you are taboo about Miss Anxin's things, you came in a hurry just now, and he is not in a hurry to send someone to clean up here in advance, so he instructed me to move Miss Anxin's things away."

Song Wushuang couldn't help but smile, it seemed that Zhou Zihe was still interested in her.

After a while, the guard carried several large boxes of things upstairs, and Liu's mother helped push the large boxes.

Xiaohe opened the box, which was full of clean clothes, as well as bedding and daily necessities.

She smiled and said, "You're still afraid that Mr. Zhou won't be able to figure it out, I see that he is attentive to you, your good days are approaching." ”

Song Wushuang couldn't hide his smile anymore, and was thinking about finding an opportunity to give Zhou Zihe another strong injection and promote the relationship between the two of them.

She looked at Xiaohe, who was packing up her clothes, the color of the clothes determined the placement of the clothes, and even the socks were rolled up and placed in the wardrobe drawer.

"You're in the same way of putting things as I am." Song Wushuang's casual words made Xiaohe nervous.

"This is Miss Anxin's habit...... I think it's a good idea, so I make my own decisions...... Sorry, I'm rearranging. ”

Song Wushuang was stunned, how could this be possible? How does she have the same lifestyle as Miss Anxin?

It's too much of a coincidence.

She looked at Xiao Lotus and suddenly found that there was a jade pendant of lotus flowers hanging from the buckle of the cheongsam on her chest, which sent chills down her spine.

She stepped forward and ripped off her jade pendant to take a closer look.

That's right, this jade pendant is exactly the same as that of the mysterious old lady.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Manager Song, what do you say again? I'm Xiaohe. ”

She took a step back, "Why did you let me come here?" Who are you? ”

"Manager Song, what's wrong with you?"