When Zhu Yilan was in a trance, he suddenly heard the man in the back seat say in a low voice: "Stop." ”

Next to it is a large supermarket, less than ten o'clock, the lights are brilliant, and there are few people in and out.

It was inconvenient to park at the entrance, so Qu Mo drove forward for a short time, looking for a suitable place to park. The car finally stopped under a camphor tree ten meters ahead.

Zhu Yilan sat upright: "Mr. Chen, do you want to buy something?" ”

Fu Jichen was so tired that he didn't bother to speak, so he pulled away his clothes and got out of the car, and strode towards the supermarket he had just passed.

Zhu Yilan's reaction was slow for a second, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly pressed the seat belt and chased out, stepping on thin heels and still being able to walk like a fly.

"Mr. Chen, I'll buy what you need." Zhu Yilan ran too quickly and panted slightly.

Fu Jichen's footsteps did not stop, and there was a tendency to go faster and faster: "I'll go by myself." ”

Does he mean he doesn't need her to follow? Zhu Yilan's heart was blocked. Even if it was such a trivial matter, it was difficult for her not to care.

Since when did she lose control of her heart.

Seeing the man enter the supermarket, Zhu Yilan retreated to the side of the car the same way, looked up at the night sky without stars and moons, took a deep breath, and his chest was dull and difficult to relieve.

"Hey, Qu Mo, where did that Shen Jiannian come from?" Zhu Yilan asked the man squatting on the side of the road and smoking, "Who is she?" ”

Qu Mo is Mr. Chen's personal driver, and he follows him every day, and no one knows better than him when Shen Jianian appeared.

The person who was questioned had an indifferent and expressionless face, lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, threw down half of the cigarette, raised his foot and stepped on it, and when her words were the wind in his ears, he dispersed after hearing it.

Zhu Yilan was ignored, and his heart was unhappy: "Qu Mo, didn't you hear me talking to you?" ”

Qu Mo picked up the extinguished cigarette butt and threw it into the trash bin on the side, his expression was lacking, and his voice was dull: "You are confused, dare to inquire about the boss's private affairs." ”

He doesn't care what Zhu Yilan wants to do, but he doesn't know the rules so much, and he won't say a word if he shouldn't say it.

Zhu Yilan was deflated, and his face was a little unsightly. However, after being reminded by Qu Mo, she also realized that her emotions were a little out of control, so that she forgot her identity and seemed to be unserious.

After blowing the cool breeze in the night for a while, the depressed mood eased a little, Zhu Yilan turned his head and saw Fu Jichen coming out, with an extra white shopping bag in his hand.

Zhu Yilan subconsciously stood up straight, and when the person approached, he couldn't control his gaze and looked at the plastic bag. The translucent bag contains ...... Condoms, and a box of cookies.

She's right?

He went to the supermarket to buy these two things?

It's Shen Jiannian again, right? The cookies he bought were for Shen Jiannian to eat, and the family planning supplies he bought were used with Shen Jianian, right?

Zhu Yilan deeply felt the feeling of heartache to numbness, as if someone had stabbed her heart with a blunt knife, and she lost consciousness after the pain.

It's a pity that she didn't know anything about these thoughts, and he walked past her, like a gust of wind, without giving her a look, and bent down and sat in the car.

Zhu Yilan walked to the passenger seat, because she was restless, and when she got into the car, the tip of her shoe kicked the body, and she almost burst into tears for a moment, and she couldn't slow down for a long time.

*

When the Rose Manor arrived, and after the car stopped, Fu Jichen went down with a shopping bag, his posture was slender and straight under the street lamp, and his head and body were superior, like the world's most outstanding painter holding a scale to draw one stroke at a time.

Zhu Yilan looked at the man firmly through the car window, and made up her mind to fight for herself once, even if the consequences were catastrophic, she was willing to bear it.

"You've moved to Huajingyuan?" Qu Mo turned the car around, drove out of the gate, and asked.

Zhu Yilan glanced at him and hummed, "It's troublesome." ”

Qu Mo didn't respond, it's hard to take a taxi when it's late, so it's natural to send her back, it's not a trouble.

The Rose Manor behind him is isolated by the shadows of trees, like a paradise far away from the world.

On the way up the elevator, Fu Jichen took off his suit jacket and hung it on his forearm, untied his tie, reached into the pocket of his trousers with one hand and took out a cigarette case, shook out a cigarette and bit it between his lips, and took out a lighter.

The three-story building was there in the blink of an eye, and before he could light it, he walked out of the elevator with a cigarette in his mouth.

No one came up at night, and the long corridor was so quiet that you could hear a needle dropping, only the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor stopped outside Shen Jianian's door.

Fu Jichen glanced at his watch, it was past ten o'clock, and he didn't know if the people inside were asleep.

He didn't knock on the door, he unscrewed the door and locked it, and the room was pitch black, the only light source came from the street lamp outside the window, which was blocked by a thin layer of gauze curtains, and the light that came in was as pale as the moonlight covered by clouds.

In such a dim environment, Fu Jichen still saw the person lying on the bed.

She slept sideways with her back to him, her shoulders pitifully thin under the covers.

Fu Jichen was afraid of disturbing her rest, so he didn't stay in the room for too long, and gently put a box of cookies on the bedside table, trying not to make any movement, and then turned around and left, closing the door.

He remembered that she had eaten this cookie during the day when she was taking her pills, and there was only one piece left in it.

The footsteps disappeared outside the door, and Shen Jiannian on the bed opened his eyes, turned over and faced outward, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he saw the extra iron box on the bedside table.

There was one, now two, exactly the same.

*

The next day, a few days after the sunny day, the weather began to turn cloudy, and the temperature dropped as if it had jumped from summer to winter overnight.

I don't know how many times I have to jump sideways in this kind of weather before it really starts in winter.

Shen Jianian's body was still weak, and he woke up naturally after sleeping, and he didn't plan to go to the company, anyway, Fu Jichen's real purpose was not to let her be an assistant to the president.

After resting in the room for most of the day, someone knocked on the door outside: "Miss Shen, can I come in?" ”

A young female voice, presumably the maid of the house. Shen Jianian leaned on the recliner by the window, a blanket on his legs, and his voice was light with a hint of tiredness: "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Shen Jianian raised his eyes to see a festive face with crooked eyebrows, he had seen it before, and heard Zhou Rongzhen call her Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai was followed by several ladies wearing professional suits and small silk scarves around their necks.

"Miss Shen." Xiao Ai was in a high mood, her voice was clear and excited, "It's cooled down, Mr. sent someone to send you the latest autumn and winter clothes, as well as matching jewelry and bags!" I took a general glance and it all looked good! Come and see what you don't like, and you can swap it. ”

Shen Jianian didn't show the happy expression that Xiao Ai expected, she was stunned for a moment, slightly embarrassed: "Miss Shen? ”

"Let it go."

Shen Jianian picked up the magazine on the side and flipped through it, completely out of the matter.

Xiao Ai stood in place, and the clerks of the luxury brand stores behind him did not dare to move around, each carrying several exquisite paper bags in their hands, like human-shaped shelves.

The air was silent for a moment, Xiao Ai sighed helplessly, so she could only make her own decisions, led a few people to the cloakroom, and sorted those things into the cabinet.

The clerks left one after another, Xiao Ai hesitated to walk to Shen Jiannian's side, and asked her with a concerned face, "Are you unhappy?" ”

Shen Jianian was in a light mood, not aimed at her: "No." ”

Xiao Ai pursed her lips, she said no, but her expression was clearly unhappy.

Xiao Ai didn't understand, opened her mouth to ask something, and suddenly heard familiar footsteps from far and near, she shrunk her neck and closed her mouth, turned around, and sure enough, it was Mr. who came.