Since the other party had anticipated their investigation and monitoring, they must have taken all possible measures.

How can they be traced to them?

Qin Zhao took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it a little depressed, held the cigarette between his fingers and handed it to his lips, took a few puffs in a row, and the taste of nicotine swept through his taste buds, allowing him to get a brief relaxation, no longer bothered by the boredom hovering in his chest.

I have to say that Lu Ying's reappearance gave him a sense of crisis.

Behind the sense of crisis is more worry.

The enemy is dark and I am clear, the other party really wants to attack the Qin family, and they can't deal with it in a short time.

At this time, Shen Qingqiu's mobile phone rang.

Seeing Fu Tingshen open the phone, the coldness between her eyebrows faded a little, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes, "What's wrong?" ”

"Still busy?" Fu Tingshen's deep voice reached Shen Qingqiu's ears through the earpiece of the mobile phone.

Shen Qingqiu replied lightly, "The family is discussing going to Nanjing to hold a make-up wedding banquet, and I won't go back tonight." ”

Hearing this, Fu Tingshen on the other side of the phone was silent for a second, "Well, remember to rest early, don't stay up too late." ”

"So are you."

When the words fell, Shen Qingqiu hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the sound of 'doodoo' on the mobile phone, Fu Tingshen's brows furrowed imperceptibly.

It's 520 today, isn't she impressed at all?

Isn't it said that women have always been the most sensitive to festivals?

Why didn't she show anything at all?

When Jiang Mu and Fu Xin came in from the outside with a disgraced face, they sensitively sensed the low air pressure spreading from Fu Tingshen's body.

The two glanced at each other and exchanged vague glances.

Jiang Mu coughed lowly, and then said cautiously: "Sir, the rooftop has been arranged according to your instructions. ”

Hearing this, Fu Tingshen raised his indifferent eyes and looked at Jiang Mu.

The bottom of his dark eyes is like a bottomless cold pool, which makes people breathe slightly.

A certain string in Jiang Mu's body was instantly tightened, and the hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists.

"Notify all departments, and the conference room will start in ten minutes!"

"Yes!"

After Jiang Mu turned around and left the office, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on inside?" Fu Xin was also confused.

Two hours ago, it was still a warm spring atmosphere, how could it be that in the blink of an eye, it was filled with the breath of ice and snow, and I wanted to freeze to death.

Jiang Mu sighed faintly, "There is only one person who can cause such a big mood swing as Mr. ”

Fu Xin blurted out, "Miss Shen?!" ”

"Congratulations, you've learned to answer." Jiang Mu patted him on the shoulder with a look of relief.

"Fuck off!" Fu Xin slapped his hand away angrily and raised the doubts in his heart, "They won't quarrel, right?" ”

Jiang Mu raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then smiled mysteriously: "Quarrel or not, you will know if you try it!" ”

——

Half an hour later, Shen Qingqiu received a gift.

When Lin Qiao handed the bouquet to Shen Qingqiu, there was a smile hidden in his eyes, "No wonder some people have to come to the company, it turns out that they are waiting for gifts." ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu lifted his eyes and saw a large bouquet of roses appear in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, "Who sent it?" ”

"What do you say?" Lin Qiao looked at Shen Qingqiu with a knowing look on his face, "Who else can there be besides your Mr. Fu." ”

Shen Qingqiu took the bouquet and saw the card inside, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Today is 520!" ”

Lin Qiao looked at her with strange eyes, "You shouldn't have forgotten this, right?" ”

Although he didn't want to admit it, Shen Qingqiu did forget about it.

She only remembered that today was the day of Qin Zhao and Yan Yue's wedding.

From early in the morning, she accompanied her aunt Pei Wangqing to discuss Qin Zhao's marriage, and the whole person was a little tired and numb, and Lu Ying's appearance at Qin Zhao's wedding completely disrupted her mood.

So much so that I forgot that 520 is not only the wedding day of Qin Zhao and Yan Yue, but also a festival between lovers.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqiu looked at the large bouquet of roses in front of him, and a trace of chagrin and guilt arose in his heart.

Angry that he had forgotten all about this matter, Fu Tingshen was guilty not only kept remembering, but also prepared roses for her.

said that it was too late, Shen Qingqiu quickly packed up his things, got up and left with roses, "You can preside over the meeting later." ”

"Okay."

Lin Qiao looked at her figure who left in a hurry, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Looking at this posture, it seems to make up for it.

I don't know if someone will pay for it.

——

On the other side, after Shen Qingqiu left the company, he drove quickly towards Huasheng Group.

520 is not as grand as Valentine's Day, so there is not much decoration in the streets and alleys, except for the occasional flowershop where you can see the flowershop's promotional slogan.

While waiting for the traffic light, Shen Qingqiu's fingertips tapped the steering wheel rhythmically, secretly thinking in his heart how to prepare for 520 in a limited time.

She researched some strategies on the Internet, first contacted the western restaurant, then booked two movie tickets, and finally arrived at Huasheng Group after everything was ready.

When Fu Xin saw Shen Qingqiu's appearance, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but slander in his heart, what kind of crooked magic did Jiang Mu use to let Miss Shen take the initiative to send it to the door?!

"Miss Shen." He shouted respectfully.

Shen Qingqiu bowed slightly, his eyes swept over Fu Xin and looked at the closed office door behind him, "Is your husband inside?" ”

"Sir is in a meeting." Fu Xin said: "If necessary, I can inform Mr. now." ”

I don't know why Mr. suddenly became in a bad mood, that aura is like death coming out of the depths of hell, and the terrifying aura is terrifying.

In addition, this meeting came suddenly, and the company's senior management was unprepared, and they were being scolded in the conference room at the moment.

Shen Qingqiu thought about not disturbing Fu Tingshen, and pursed his lips, "It's okay, I'll go to the office and wait for a while." ”

"Okay." Fu Xin nodded.

It's just that when he passed by Shen Qingqiu, he hesitated again and again but couldn't help but remind him, "Miss Shen, although I don't know why you and Mr. quarreled, but I think the relationship is mutual understanding and tolerance, and you can accommodate Mr. when appropriate, what do you think?" ”

"Quarrel?!" Shen Qingqiu's eyebrows rose slightly, and a playful smile flashed under his eyes, "Your husband said we quarreled?" ”

"Nope." Fu Xin said: "Sir, this person won't tell us anything, but we feel it." ”

It's a real feeling.

Obviously, one second it was still a warm atmosphere of spring, and the next second it was like winter falling, and I wanted to freeze people to death.