This time, Mr. Fu had a large demand for white chrysanthemums. Shen Lianqing was the only one busy with the work. She quickly wrapped up bunches of chrysanthemums.
Beautiful packaging is piled on one side.
She panted slightly, a drop of sweat streaking her temples.
Mr. Fu was sitting next to her, his eyes turning slightly, and there was no expression on his face that made it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
When Shen Lianqing was really exhausted, he said as if giving alms, "That's enough."
Shen Lianqing immediately stopped, washed her hands and took a medicine. When she came out, all the white chrysanthemums piled up outside had been moved away by the assistant.
He stood in the night, with flowers blooming inside the door and the night rain pouring outside.
The cold and indifferent man was like a heavy sword that separated her flower shop from the outside world.
Shen Lianqing turned off the light and struggled to pull down the door valve. A hand stretched out from beside her and pressed down on the position next to her, easily helping her lower the extendable iron door.
"Do you like He Zhao?"
His voice came from behind, calm and magnetic.
Crispy and numb.
Shen Lianqing felt her ears were a little itchy, and she avoided his breath slightly. Her cold white face looked like a fresh petal in the night, so crisp and tender that juice could come out of it.
Mr. Fu's silver-grey eyes moved following her movements.
He heard Shen Lianqing ask, "Who is He Zhao?"
He Zhao?
Shen Lianqing felt like she had heard this name somewhere, but she couldn't remember where. She didn't know this person at all, so how could she like him?
Shen Lianqing was determined, "Mr. Fu, did you make a mistake?"
"Yes." Mr. Fu seemed to ask casually, and after troubled her, he invited her to dinner.
Shen Lianqing was still wearing fluffy rabbit slippers when she entered the restaurant.
It was really not appropriate to wear such shoes on this occasion, but the service staff saw the people next to her and politely invited her in.
The food was quite delicious, if it weren't for the character, she would be full.
"Goodbye, Mr. Fu." Shen Lianqing waved to him after getting out of the car.
The car window was lowered, and Mr. Fu sat in the black car and smiled slowly.
Like a corner of white roses blooming in a silent cemetery, it is very beautiful, but it definitely feels scary.
He told her that his name was Fu Tinghao.
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Shen Lianqing returned to her small house in a daze. She looked at the wall covering on the ceiling that was about to fall off, the deserted dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and the rickety door of the toilet.
A forced smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
She remembered, weren't He Zhao and Fu Tinghao the male protagonists and supporting actors in the original plot that the assistant had given them?
One is a cold and domineering CEO, and the other is a gentle and elite lawyer.
Fu Tinghao still had some thoughts, but who was He Zhao? She knew that there was only one person with the surname He named He Yi.
[Little Chicken, why do you think they are all coming to me? 】
[I don’t know] The little assistant is obsessed with embroidery while holding the needle.
[I don’t know, I don’t know, then what use do I need you for? 】
The assistant was silent for a moment and gave a reason that she couldn't refute, [Chat with you who is crazy right now. 】
【Ah. 】
The little assistant's goose-yellow beak pecked off the last thread. Thinking of her operations during this period, the little assistant couldn't help but sigh, [With how much attention Fu Tinghao pays to you, you should have a good relationship with him. If you encounter any difficulties during the mission, someone will help you. With. 】
[Don’t be so talkative. 】
The assistant ignored her.
Shen Lianqing felt bored, picked up the black plastic bag at the door, picked up the umbrella and went down to take out the trash.
It was still raining, and the temperature was getting lower late at night.
The trash can is not far from my home, and all the nearby buildings are the same tube buildings. There are narrow alleys left over from history between the buildings.
The rain washed away some of the dirt on the ground, leaving behind a wet water stain.
Several tall black, blue, and gray trash cans stood erected at the corners, and large garbage that couldn't be thrown away was piled at the feet of the buckets.
With a snap, it was thrown into other garbage with precision.
"Cough cough cough, hiss——"
She seemed to hear some strange noise, but it was so dark and she was alone, so she pretended not to hear it.
She lifted her feet and left.
"Cough cough cough -" the voice from behind became louder and louder.
Ahhhh! Help, he’s not a pervert!
Shen Lianqing ran all the way holding an umbrella, and the heavy and suppressed footsteps followed him like a shadow.
"Hey, I don't mean any harm, I'm hurt, please help me!"
Shen Lianqing turned a deaf ear.
"Hey, I've seen you, do you remember me? You blocked me at the door of the bar two months ago."
do not know.
"Beautiful young lady."
"Beautiful lady."
"Kind little sister!"
Shen Lianqing didn't even want an umbrella and rushed directly to the stairs.
The man behind held her bleeding belly and chased after her with all his strength. He held her down and threatened, "Hey, help me."
Shen Lianqing burst into tears and would never dare to throw out garbage at night next time.
[Assistant, save me! 】
[I'm looking for props. 】
【ah! found it! The electric shock of ecstasy can make the perpetrator foam at the mouth, twitch, become depressed and physically weak. It is a good helper in punishing evil! It can be used without leaving any trace in the mission world, and it does not violate the personal settings at all. It only costs 44 points. 】
"Girl, my name is Zhao Mingchao, and I am the boss of this area. If you save me, I can protect you." The man twisted his eyebrows in a sinister manner.
[Buy, buy, buy, hurry up and give it to me. ] Shen Lianqing doesn't care who he is, if he dares to do this to her, she wants to send him to the police station to serve jail time now!
The moment the man's voice fell, a task appeared in front of the assistant's screen. The assistant's attitude changed 180 degrees, [Host, you are an important figure in the plot in front of you, please save him! You will receive hidden points gifted by world consciousness. 】
Shen Lianqing:...
His mother's. [Have you forgotten that I still have a character? 】
[Green light, the boss gives you the green light! 】
Shen Lianqing's expression turned cold, she looked the man up and down, and there was a hint of coldness and arrogance in the corner of her mouth, "I'll give you a one-two-zero!"
The man bared his teeth and glared at her with wet eyes, "Why don't you fight me myself?"
Damn it, it turns out he still has a mobile phone?
"Let me in quickly." He looked at her for a while, and finally looked away unnaturally, "Ahem, I'm really going to die."
[Host, score points! 】
"Okay." For the sake of points, Shen Lianqing opened the door and let him roll in.
"Hey, I want alcohol disinfection."
"No."
"Anything can be used for cooking wine."
"I don't cook."
"What about the needle?"
"nor."
"Hey!" Zhao Mingchao pressed her down on the sofa, pressing her with his soaked body. His eyes were fierce, like a wolf cub staring at the prey and trying to bite off a piece of her flesh!
Shen Lianqing later realized that she was a little scared.
She was thinking about what to say to save the atmosphere, but she saw him purse his mouth, blink his eyelashes, and shed tears, "Hey, I'm hurt, it really hurts."
The little assistant also held the handkerchief that had just been embroidered and cried with tears and runny nose, [Host, please help him, he is only eighteen years old, he is still a child! 】
Shen Lianqing:...
In such a society, even if he is said to be twenty-eight, some people will believe him.
Zhao Mingchao had strong and cold features and his hair was cut into a short crop. He cried even more when he saw Shen Lianqing who had no reaction at all.
"Oh, oh, oh, if you don't give me stitches to sew the wound, I will bleed to death holding you in my arms."
