People of their status, even liking, have a purpose.

Who can be liked and who should be restrained, they have long understood.

Han Jing hung up the phone and drove to Shen Liangzhi's downstairs.

This is a large flat-floor apartment located less than three kilometers from the Twin Towers, making it easy to commute to work.

He parked the car in the garage, wanted to wake up Shen Liangzhi, and asked her what floor she lived on.

But the moment he saw her face clearly, his raised hand stiffened slightly.

Because of the wine, the woman's face is unnaturally red. Dizzy, and at this moment, she shrunk in the passenger seat, her eyelashes tightly closed, and her thick and slender eyelashes were stained with wet marks.

Is this a nightmare?

Han Jing stared at the wetness of her eyelashes, raised his hand, and gently wiped it for her with his fingertips.

He didn't wake anyone up, flipped the door key out of her handbag, and sent her upstairs.

………

Shen Liangzhi's mind was full of bizarre fragments.

She shrunk her body and went back to the age of six or seven, surrounded by uncles and grandfathers in big white coats, going in and out of the experimental base.

As soon as the screen turned, she entered the talent selection camp again.

Finally, on the monthly day off, the training camp was full of Maybach and Ferrari, all parents who came to pick up their children from school.

She stood on the side of the road with a goose-yellow cartoon schoolbag on her back, watching her friends being picked up by her parents one by one, with a happy smile on her face.

Finally, it got dark.

Ms. Bai still didn't come.

Only the Bai family's housekeeper was late.

The picture has changed again.

At the age of eight, she became the rookie king in the selection camp, leaving her friends at the same time far behind.

Xiao Liangzhi took the only gold medal in the training camp and entered Ms. Bai's study, and the woman just glanced at it lightly without a word of praise.

"Don't be proud, you can do better."

At this moment, the adult Shen Liangzhi suddenly left Xiao Liangzhi's body.

She saw Xiao Liangzhi squatting on the rooftop alone and secretly wiping her tears.

I heard Butler Bai and a group of uncles and grandmothers in the laboratory comforting her: "Ms. Bai is just not good at expressing herself, she is cold to everyone, it's not that she doesn't love you." ”

Finally, the screen jerks around.

It became the scene that Bai Mengxi tied a scarf for Ms. Bai in the mall that day......

……

As soon as Han Jing put the person on the bed and covered it with the quilt, he heard the sleeping woman suddenly mutter.

"Liars ......"

Her voice was so small that she seemed to be talking to herself, and if he hadn't leaned over the quilt, she might not have been able to hear clearly.

Swindler?

The man's eyes locked on her frowning brow.

What did you lie to her? Tricked her so sadly?

He was a little unsure for a while, whether the person she was talking about was Han Lao Er.

On second thought, he felt that it was impossible.

If she would cry like this for Han Lao Er, I'm afraid Han Lao Er would have been unable to sit still for a long time.

Han Jing took off her shoes, turned around and went to the kitchen, poured her a glass of honey water, and put it at the head of the bed with the key.

After doing all this, he got up and left.

………

When Shen Liangzhi woke up in the middle of the night, he caught a glimpse of the nightlight at the head of the bed and looked stunned.

She is not completely broken, she remembers what happened when she was drunk, and she also remembers that Han Jing sent her back.

As she lifted the quilt and put her feet on the soft Persian carpet, she caught a glimpse of the water glass on the bedside table.

She probed with her fingertips.

Cool.

People should have been gone for a long time.

After drinking the honey water from the cup, the dryness of the throat was finally temporarily relieved.

She held her forehead, and her head throbbed from time to time because of the hangover.

Unlock the phone, and there is an unexpected message of Nanqi inside.

When she was in the clubhouse, she had to add her friends.

[Sister, what do you think of Han Jing? 】

The message was sent ten minutes ago, and it seemed that she had just sobered up.

Without waiting for Shen Liangzhi to reply, Nan Qi replied again.

[Rich and handsome, strong ability, to be honest, he has reached the ceiling of the blind date world, but his personality is a little colder]

She analyzed a lot of pros and cons.

[Alas...... But I can feel that he is not interested in me at all, and I can understand, after all, it is a business marriage, how can you have both love and bread]

In reality, Bai Fumei, many of them are not love brains, on the contrary, everyone is good at weighing the pros and cons under the influence of their parents.

Shen Liangzhi only replied with a few words.

[Then do you like him?] 】

Nan Qi obviously didn't sleep, and immediately displayed "Typing".

【…… Like him is tall, handsome and golden, does this count as a liking? 】

Shen Liangzhi did not reply.

Even if she doesn't say it, Nan Qi herself knows.

[Forget it, don't mention him, I'll make up for sleep first, let's make an appointment another day]

Shen Liangzhi put down her mobile phone, got up to wash, changed into a set of clothes, and after breakfast, she went to the company.

When I passed by the front desk, I was stopped by the young lady at the front desk.

"Shen Dong, here's a bouquet of your flowers."

When Shen Liangzhi heard the word "flower", his first reaction was that it was sent by a small mushroom.

The gaze fell on the bouquet.

The most popular bubble bucket bouquet offline, mainly pink and white flowers, looks quite fairy.

It was the rush hour, and the hall was full of people, so she didn't stay long.

"Send the flowers to my office."

Soon, the news that Shen Liangzhi was given flowers early in the morning spread all over Fanzhi.

In the office, Shen Liangzhi rummaged through and did not find a greeting card postcard in the pile of flowers.

She didn't take it to heart either.

Until the next day, the front desk stopped her again, looking embarrassed.

"Shen Dong, there are your flowers."

Shen Liangzhi paused: "Do you know who sent it?" ”

The front desk shook his head: "I haven't seen me, it's all taken away by the delivery rider directly at the front desk." ”

For the next three days, the flowers continued to be bumped, one bouquet a day.

Shen Liangzhi thought about it and called Han Jing.

"Something?"

The man's voice was low and magnetic, and as soon as she heard it, she knew who was taking over the body.

She told Han Jing about the flowers, and she originally wanted to let him tell the third person to give them away, but unexpectedly, the man denied it.

"He didn't give the flowers."

Shen Liangzhi hung up the phone in some surprise.

Not him?

Who else could that be?

And the other end.

Han Jing hung up the phone, but he didn't immediately go to work, sitting at his desk, staring at the phone screen, not knowing what he was looking at.

Xiao Jiu took a step forward, bold, and guessed his thoughts:

"Young Master, do you want to find out who sent flowers to Miss Shen?"

Han Jing lifted his eyelids and said in a light tone:

"You think you're smart?"

Xiao Jiu secretly scolded himself for making an assertion, and hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Han Jing's dark eyes were deep, and his fingertips tapped on the back cover of the mobile phone, for a long time:

"Go check it out."

Xiao Jiu secretly slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to really complain: "Yes." ”

Within half an hour, Xiao Jiu came back with new news.