Shen Qingqiu's steps paused slightly, but he didn't turn to look at him, let alone give him any response.

However, Lu Hao's words aroused Jiang Li's curiosity, "Didn't you break off with the Lu family?" Besides, the Lu family didn't treat you so much at the beginning, why is it so kind to invite you to the old man's birthday banquet now? ”

After Shen Qingqiu concealed his identity and followed Lu Hao back to the Lu family, none of the Lu family looked down on Shen Qingqiu, and it was just sneering behind his back, and Shen Qingqiu was forbidden to participate in any occasions to show his face.

Shen Qingqiu said: "Old Man Lu gave me something at the beginning, and when I returned the thing, it was completely cleared. ”

"It's a pity that Old Man Lu was discerning at the beginning." Jiang Li sighed lightly, "But I'm always up and down in my heart, worried that this group of white-eyed wolves will take advantage of the birthday banquet to make some moths." ”

Shen Qingqiu glanced at her and said lightly: "As long as they are not afraid of happy events turning into funerals." ”

After leaving the studio, Shen Qingqiu returned to the company.

After a two-hour meeting on the south of the city, he returned to the office to continue his work.

Before you know it, the sun is slowly sinking in the west.

At this time, Lin Qiao pushed the door in, stood in front of Shen Qingqiu, and said respectfully: "Mr. Shen, Manager Zhao Zongsheng Zhao said that there is something very important I want to see you." ”

Shen Qingqiu frowned, not because of Zhao Zongsheng's appearance, but because of the inexplicable pain in his abdomen.

She adjusted her breathing slightly, pressed her palms hard against her abdomen, and spoke in the same tone as usual, "It's not a matter of urgency, so he doesn't have to come to see me." ”

Lin Qiao answered, turned around and left the office.

The door of the office closed, Shen Qingqiu was a little embarrassed and leaned his back, pressing his abdomen harder, and his hand on the table clenched his fists tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but the pain gradually lessened a little.

She slowly straightened up, exhaled deeply, poured a cup of hot water and drank it in small sips.

At first, Shen Qingqiu thought it was an old problem with stomach pain, and drinking a little hot water and resting for a while could relieve it, until she got off work, and the feeling of colic hit again, making her realize that this time it might not be a simple stomach pain.

At this time, the mobile phone on the table suddenly rang, and she clenched her teeth and had to force herself to get the phone.

But the sharp stinging sensation hit again, as if a blunt knife was stirring in her abdomen, and she snorted in pain, and her knees were so weak that she was planted directly on the ground.

When he fell, he inadvertently overturned the phone on the table.

"Qingqing ......" The man's cold and gentle voice came out of the earpiece of the mobile phone, softening the coldness in the radio waves of the mobile phone.

Shen Qingqiu curled up on the ground in pain, her hands pressed her abdomen tightly, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, she took a deep breath hard, trying to make her voice sound less broken, "Fu, Fu Tingshen ......"

I don't know if the other party heard her voice, but the phone was hung up directly.

She endured the pain and tried to call the emergency number, but her hands trembled uncontrollably, the pain eroded her consciousness, and her brain gradually became chaotic.

Just when she was in a trance in pain, she vaguely saw Lin Qiao pushing the door in, and when she saw Shen Qingqiu lying on the ground, she rushed forward in shock, "Mr. Shen, Qingqing......"

Shen Qingqiu lifted his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw Lin Qiao's appearance, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I, I'm fine......"

Before the words fell, her eyes went dark, and the whole person was completely unconscious.

"Qingqing!" A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and his calm voice faintly trembled slightly.

Shen Qingqiu thought that he probably fell for a poison called Fu Tingshen.

Otherwise, how could you hear Fu Nanfeng's voice?

How could she feel the man beating her up horizontally?

The cold, woody scent of the man enveloped her, as if nothing was her hallucination.