Song Ci thought about it all night.

When I woke up the next day, my eyes were blue.

She brushed her teeth in the mirror, and her mind was full of photos that Song Wan had sent to her yesterday.

After a pause, Song Ci shook off the thoughts flying in his mind and lowered his eyes.

The foam mixed with the water flowed into the sink, she wiped her hands, and when she looked up again, Song Ci clearly saw her slightly haggard appearance.

Obviously it was fine yesterday.

Song Ci pursed his lips, returned to the bedroom, and naturally picked up his mobile phone and pressed it to Zhou Yi's chat box.

The communication between the two is still stuck in the last visit.

She hesitated for a moment, then let out an invisible sigh.

What's wrong with you?

Obviously, she has nothing to do with Zhou Yong, but seeing his intimate appearance with Jiang Zhenzhen, his heart will still be faintly throbbing.

Thinking of the way he laughed and talked to himself at the beginning, Song Ci was a little shaken.

At that time, Zhou Yong faced himself, who was he looking at?

Although she felt a little uncomfortable, since Song Mu had begun to suspect the relationship between the two, Song Ci still had to investigate this matter clearly.

in-company.

Song Ci quickly finished his work and his eyes fell on the door.

The employees were working in an orderly manner, and Gao Ze and Su Nan were secretly frowning, obviously reconciling again.

Seeing this, Song Ci was inevitably a little speechless.

How stupid is Su Nan to be hung around by Gao Ze?

Before he could think about it, the phone rang suddenly.

When she looked over, it was Zhou Yong.

Song Ci thought carefully for a few seconds, and slowly connected: "Hey? ”

"Do you remember the contract you signed before, there was a little problem, and I came to talk to you in the evening."

Zhou Yong said, his attitude was not emotional.

Hearing this, Song Ci didn't refuse, and casually ordered a Western restaurant: "I'll talk about it in the evening." ”

After hanging up, her tense body slackened a little.

It just so happens that I can take this opportunity to ask.

In the evening, the western restaurant is in a luxurious private room.

Song Ci ordered a table of dishes according to his own taste, and looked through the documents he brought.

Her work with Zhou Yong's company is not small, and it can even be said that it accounts for most of the signed documents.

So despite the divorce, Song Ci still didn't break the net with Zhou Yongyu.

She's not the kind of naïve woman who can't get along with money for the sake of a mere marriage.

"So early?" The man's voice came with some surprise.

Zhou Ji sat down and looked up and down.

Facing his inquiring gaze, Song Ci's face was not shocked, and he smiled lightly: "Get off work early." ”

Zhou Wei frowned invisibly.

He felt that Song Ci's state today was a little wrong, but he couldn't say where it was specifically manifested.

So Zhou Yong patiently listened to Song Ci explain the problems in the document and did not interrupt.

Song Ciyang said freely, and finally pretended to ask casually: "Has Mr. Zhou been busy lately?" ”

It's the same as the last question.

But Zhou Yong heard a different meaning from it.

He narrowed his eyes and told truthfully: "It's a little busy, but this shouldn't have anything to do with our cooperation." ”

Hearing Zhou Yong's emotionless words, Song Ci's eyes crossed with some ridicule.

After a few seconds, her face was as usual: "I asked casually, Mr. Zhou don't take it to heart." ”

Song Ci quickly opened the topic and stopped asking questions here.

But what I thought in my heart was: Sure enough, what's so funny!

The two chatted about work for a while, and Song Ci lost interest.

She came here for the woman whose identity had not surfaced, and now she can't inquire about it, so she is naturally not in a high mood.

Zhou Yong was also keenly aware of her absent-mindedness, his fingers played with the glass, and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else you want to add?" ”

Song Ci raised his eyes at this time, and met his somewhat dangerous gloomy eyes.

She knew that this was a signal that Zhou Yong was leaving.

So Song Ci didn't say much, shook his head, and smiled briskly: "It's nothing, Mr. Zhou, please." ”

Seeing her without hesitation, Zhou Yong's heart seemed to be choked by something, his dark pupils darkened, and he got up and turned his head to leave the room.

Seeing Zhou Yong leave, the smile on Song Ci's face slowly faded.

The next day, Song Ci came to the ward to accompany Song's mother as usual, and sent a contact to Zhou Yong by the way, saying that Song's mother wanted to see him.

The other party quickly replied, saying that he would arrive on time.

All this was expected by Song Ci, so she didn't care.

Zhou Yi came as promised, and he was still a good son-in-law who was praised and envied by everyone.

After a while, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and smiled apologetically at Song's mother: "I still have some work here, so I'll leave first." ”

Hearing this, Song Ci immediately stood up and maintained a stiff smile on his face: "I'll send him." ”

Mother Song had no objections, and Zhou Yong didn't say anything.

Doorway.

"That's it." Zhou Yong stopped and motioned for Song to go back.

Song Ci's eyes crossed with some sarcasm.

Can't wait?

Naturally, she didn't startle the snake, and walked a few steps as if she was going back to the room.

Zhou Yong didn't suspect anything, and the tall figure did not leave the ward directly, but hurried towards the opposite direction of Song's mother's ward.

Song Ci hurriedly followed, trying to avoid making a sound.

After a while, Zhou Ji reached the end of the corridor and pushed open a door skillfully.

A female voice immediately came from inside: "Zhou Yong, why are you here......"

The rest of the sound was blocked by the closed door.

You can't go wrong this time.

Song Ci's fingers clenched a little, and pain came from Le's mouth.

But she was still staring at Zhou Yong's movements in and out of the ward, and her expression was a little dazed.

Inside, it's the very good woman who is protected by Zhou Yong in the photo, right?

She was even in the same building as Song's mother's ward.

Thinking of this, Song Ci's expression changed instantly.

Perhaps, the high-quality son-in-law who was chatting and laughing with Song's mother one second and chatting about homely things appeared in his lover's hospital room and hugged him affectionately the next second......

A large number of thoughts poured into Song Ci's mind, and she felt a little headache.

Coincidentally, Zhou Yong left the ward and slowly walked in the direction of Song's mother's ward.

Song Ci was shocked, and hurriedly turned around, pretending that nothing had happened.

As soon as Zhou Yong walked outside the door, he saw Song Ci fiddling with his mobile phone with his head down, frowning and asking, "What are you doing at the door?" ”

"It's fine." Her voice was faint.

Song Ci raised his eyes, and his tone was meaningful: "Are you done?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong nodded without changing his face: "Well, it's time to go." ”

Looking at his unfazed look, Song Ci stopped talking, lowered his head and muttered, turned his head and entered the room.

Zhou Yong strode out of the hospital without any nostalgia.

After a while, Song Ci walked out of Song's mother's hospital room and walked straight to the woman's ward at the end of the corridor.

Through the window, she calmed down and looked up.

Inside the house, Jiang Zhenzhen smiled sweetly and lovely, holding Zhou Can affectionately with one hand and covering his mouth with the other, with a shy posture.

"Cancan, just your mouth is sweet~"