Suddenly, the office was silent.
The expressions on everyone's faces became very strange.
Could this be a quarrel?
Qin Han'er opened his lips and wanted to say more, but He Xiang shot him back with his eyes.
Elevator entrance.
The elevator door opened, and Zhuli strode in.
"Miss Zhu?"
A sexy and emotionless voice came from the side.
Only then did she realize that the person standing next to her was Xu Xin, who seemed to have just come down from Jing Huaizhi's office.
Only this time she came alone.
"What are your instructions, Teacher Xu?" She raised her eyelashes and looked into her eyes, winking at a smile.
Xu Xin turned to face her and raised her arms.
Zhuli didn't know why she thought she wanted to hit her, but then she thought about it and she didn't have much trouble with Xu Xin.
Except for Duan Niannian.
"What's your relationship with Mr. Jing?" The raised palm pressed on her shoulder.
She blinked her eyes and chuckled: "The relationship between the boss and his employees."
Xu Xin gave her a rare smile after hearing her answer.
The palm of his hand patted her shoulder again.
"That's good."
After speaking, he turned back.
Just when Zhuli was confused by her sudden question, a cold voice sounded in her ears again.
"Mr. Jing promised to stir up the scandal with us this time. Since you have nothing else to do with me, I don't have to worry."
Ding-
The elevator door opened just in time, and Xu Xin walked out of the elevator alone without paying attention to the people behind her.
Zhuli's heart seemed to be pinched so hard by some force that she didn't even notice that the elevator door had opened.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
So his kindness to her before and everything he did to her were not signs of liking her.
It was she who had misunderstood the meaning.
She actually still has a little fantasy that Cinderella can also find her own Prince Charming.
"Miss, are you up or down?"
The unfamiliar voice brought her distant emotions back in an instant.
"sorry."
Zhuli squeezed the bag strap in her hand tightly and walked out of the elevator with her head hanging down.
After arriving home, she locked herself in her room, and various memories of her and Jing Huaizhi kept popping up in her mind.
Trying to find a trace of his true feelings for himself in his memories.
But she couldn't see clearly because he had already said, "You look like Youyou's mother."
The cell phone on the table kept ringing, and the woman sitting cross-legged on the bed seemed not to hear it.
When she picked up the phone again, she glanced at the caller ID, wiped the tears off her cheeks, and chose to delete it with one click.
The next day.
"You did a good job with your summary report this time. I'm about to go find Mr. Jing. Do you want to come with me?"
Qiao Jue stood up and stared at the person standing in front of his desk.
Zhuli didn't sleep much last night, and she didn't look very good today.
She shook her head in denial.
Qiao Jue pursed his lips and nodded, but it was a little difficult to speak again.
"You...are not going on this trip?"
He stared at her with blank eyes, trying to change her decision.
But what awaited him was only a short silence, followed by rejection.
"Well, I'm not feeling well lately, so I won't go."
Zhuli's voice was a little hoarse.
What was she going to do, to see how Jing Huaizhi was having an affair with Duan Niannian?
She couldn't do it, so it was better not to go than to do this.
"Okay, please take a rest."
Qiao Jue stopped insisting and chose to respect her decision, took the documents and went out.
As soon as Zhuli returned to her workstation and sat down, she received a message from Qiao Jue.
Qiao Jue: [Mr. Jing is looking for you, come quickly. ]
She sighed, pressed down the screen, and headed to the top floor with extremely heavy steps.
Boom, boom, boom.
It was Qiao Jue who opened the door.
After entering the door, Zhuli closed the door behind her back and said expressionlessly: "Mr. Jing, are you looking for me?"
The man on the swivel chair held a cigarette between his slender fingers and narrowed his eyes when he saw her but said nothing.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Qiao Jue quickly stepped out and said, "Mr. Jing, I'll leave first if I have something else to do."
When he opened the door, he didn't forget to look back. He was worried about Zhuli but didn't dare to stay.
Blue-white smoke lingered around him until the cigarette butt burned out before he put it in the ashtray.
"Why haven't you answered the phone these days?"
Jing Huaizhi's face was tense and his tone could not tell whether he was in good or bad mood.
Zhuli's cold words were devoid of emotion: "The phone is broken and I need to get it repaired."
He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and narrowed his dangerous eyes.
"broken?"
"Then how can I receive news from Manager Qiao?"
"And it came so timely?"
She choked and had nothing to say.
Does she have to say: I don’t want to see you having scandals with other women?
Although she had the urge, she didn't dare.
"I...I just fixed it..."
Halfway through her words, the man on the swivel chair stood up and walked slowly towards her.
Suddenly, his chin was pinched and lifted.
Forcing her to look at him.
Jing Huaizhi's eyes were scrutinizing, and his dark eyes overflowed with a dangerous and terrifying look.
Zhuli shrank his neck, what did he mean?
She didn't stop him from having an affair with Duan Niannian. Was there any need to be so angry?
"I'll give you another chance to talk properly."
His cold eyes softened a bit. Zhuli put her fingers on his wrist and said tremblingly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have refused to answer your call."
After hearing what she said, Jing Huaizhi's tense face recovered a little.
When he spoke again, his tone was a little softer: "Do you know how anxious I am? I thought you were..."
His knowing eyes were more worried.
Only then did Zhuli realize that he was afraid that she would be arrested by Song Lang again.
"Boss, I know I was wrong." He lowered his head and looked innocent.
The anger on Jing Huaizhi's face hadn't dissipated yet, so he released his grip on her chin.
"Aren't you going to go on this trip?"
He changed the topic and his tone was very calm but a little unhappy.
She raised her head and looked into his bottomless eyes again, "I won't go. I want to help deliver the baby when Aunt Zhang's dog gives birth."
As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly became thinner.
Immediately, Zhuli realized what she said.
I really want to give myself a slap.
"Humph." The man sneered.
"You are really warm-hearted."
She patted her chest and vowed: "That's inevitable."
Jing Huaizhi smiled angrily, did she really think he was praising her?
He reached out to pinch the back of her neck, but the woman opposite him dodged it.
His brows instantly tightened and his expression became cold again.
Zhuli scratched her hair slightly embarrassed.
"Do you remember what you promised me?"
He sat back down and kept some distance from her, giving her time to think.
"Hmm..." She bit her lip and thought carefully.
Finally, innocent eyes looked at him.
That look in his eyes meant that he didn't remember but didn't dare to say it directly.
Impatience appeared on Jing Huai's face, and he suddenly couldn't understand her.
He didn't want to delve into whether he was pretending not to know or whether he had really forgotten.
Simply clarify the topic: "Agree to my request."
"My request is that you must participate in this tour. There is no need to negotiate."
