She didn't find the figure until the end of the hallway.

Song Jingyu was puzzled.

As soon as I entered the company the next day, I found that the atmosphere in the company was not quite right, and when I walked to the door of the conference room, I found that it was full of people, who were shareholders of the company, including Song Wanan.

There was a faint bad premonition in my heart.

Song Jingyu walked in, the eyes of everyone present were focused on her, she walked in front of Song Wanan, and immediately smiled.

"Are you here to inspect the work, Chairman? It's not even next week, so in such a hurry to accept the results? ”

A month ago, she had made an agreement with Song Wanan.

As long as she can handle the project at hand, let her stay in the company. Who knew that the old man temporarily repented, and the next day he sent someone to send her to Decheng, and she fled back in anger.

Then there was a quarrel between the two that night.

Now that there is a big problem with the project, it is in his hands, and Song Wanan is determined to embarrass her when he comes over today.

"What kind of work to inspect? What results are accepted? Song Wanan's words caught her off guard.

The smile on her face froze, and she just wanted to explain.

Song Wanan had already stood up, "Let me accept the good things you did?" Putting so many workers in the hospital is your masterpiece for almost a month? Song Jingyu, I really underestimated you before. ”

"Dad!"

"Don't call me Dad!"

Song Jingyu's fingers flexed slightly, hanging down at her side and clenching into a fist, so she had to swallow back the words that came to her mouth.

……

When he went home in the evening, Zhou Fusheng was already sitting at home waiting for her.

Song Jingyu was a little surprised by his sudden arrival.

"Zhou Fusheng? How did you get back? Song Jingyu took a few steps forward and looked at him in surprise.

"Can't I come?" He asked stiffly, but not with much anger, just sat on the couch and stared at her carefully.

is so careful and meticulous, it seems that not a single cent can escape his eyes, and even the slightest movement has nowhere to hide.

Song Jingyu was stared at so much that her scalp was numb.

His fingers moved stiffly a few times, and then he smiled: "You know the password, you can come if you want." ”

Zhou Fusheng pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Are you thirsty, I'll pour you water." Song Jingyu smiled, took the cup and walked upstairs to get the hot water.

Today, for some reason, she can't help but think of the dark shadow in the company last night.

She later asked Jiang Chongzhou and confirmed that he was the only one in the company last night, and there were no employees working overtime on that floor last night.

So who will the Dark Shadow be? Why did it disappear immediately after that?

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "You want to burn me?" ”

"Ahh Song Jingyu was jumped by the sudden voice, she was excited, and the cup in her hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Smack!"

The glass shattered in response, Song Jingyu exhaled heavily, her eyes were suddenly, she squatted down to pick up the glass shards.

Zhou Fusheng also squatted down on her opposite side, took the lead in picking up the broken cup, and grabbed her arm with his other hand at the same time, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I ......" Song Jingyu lowered her head and paused.

She really wanted to tell him everything that had happened during this time without reservation, to the man in front of her who did not pose any threat to her. But in fact, she couldn't say it, she could only shake her head and smile and say that it was okay.

Zhou Fusheng didn't force it, let go of her hand, "Go and rest, I'll clean up here." ”

"Okay." She rarely saw Zhou Fusheng so gentle.

After packing up the pieces, Zhou Fusheng found an ointment to apply it to her.

When she broke the cup, the hot water burned the back of her hand, and she didn't know it. It wasn't until the cold ointment was applied that I felt the pain in hindsight.

She bit her lip and pulled her hand back, avoiding another smear.

Zhou Fusheng's movements stopped suddenly, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Song Jingyu's eyes were slightly hot, she sniffed, reached out and grabbed the ointment, squeezed it on her index finger and applied it herself, "What is this injury, you don't know, I ...... my ribs were broken at that time."

She stopped suddenly, looked up at him and smiled, "Now it's okay, you have to pour the water yourself." ”

Zhou Fusheng straightened up slightly, didn't answer her, only kissed her eyebrows lightly, and then took her deep into his arms.

I don't know how long it took.

She suddenly leaned into his ear and bit his earlobe, "Do you want to?" ”