"In short, I will catch Wang Zhuo before the police do."
Men, especially men in love, are full of desire to win!
The two of them answered the phone at the same time, hung up almost at the same time, and both turned around.
"Tomorrow morning, let's go to Xiao Ning's funeral." Tang Qiaoer's eyes were slightly red.
"Well, let's go together."
Shen Jingjue pondered for a moment, then like a husband about to go on a business trip, he put his arms around Tang Qiaoer's waist and slowly pulled the little woman into his arms.
"Qiao'er, tomorrow... the group has important projects to discuss. As the president, I have to be in charge and have to travel for a few days."
"How many days?" Tang Qiaoer took a breath.
"Five days, maybe, ten days?"
Shen Jingjue felt very uncomfortable. Even though he knew it was a white lie, he still felt guilty for deceiving the person he loved most.
Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes flashed, "Where are you going?"
"...Country Y." He made up one casually, and felt a little guilty when the little woman stared at her with an inquiring gaze.
"Okay, have a safe trip then." Tang Qiaoer's face remained calm.
Shen Jingjue suddenly hugged her fiercely, full of reluctance, "Qiao'er, wait for me to come back."
Tang Qiaoer did not respond to his words, but slowly raised her slim arms and responded to his hug.
But it is worth a thousand words.
*
The night is foggy and the cold moon is like a hook.
Although it is early spring, it has been raining for days and the temperature is still low.
"Tomorrow morning, the maid of the Shen family will be buried."
In Qian Qiusui's luxuriously decorated room, Xie Jinhuan sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his back to Secretary Tan, swaying a glass of red wine.
"oh."
"Miss Tang will definitely go. After all, the girl died while blocking the gun for her. If Miss Tang goes, why won't Shen Jingjue not go?"
Secretary Tan took a step closer to him and asked tentatively, "Do you... want to attend?"
"A mere maid, even if she saves Qiaoqiao's life, she doesn't need to mobilize so much, right?"
Xie Jinhuan drank red wine elegantly, his eyes behind the lenses were cold and jeering, "If she didn't block the gun for Qiaoqiao, she would always be a lowly maid.
But it's different now, because of her wise choice, now she has become Qiao Qiao's savior. She will always be remembered for her pretty kindness, and her family will be favored for her sacrifice. No matter how you look at it, death is more worth it. "
Secretary Tan listened silently, with cold sweat breaking out from behind.
Mr. Xie, their boss, has this ability to make absurd, deviant and apostate remarks so logical and logical.
Xie Jinhuan's viciousness leaves no trace.
He always has a gentle smile on his face, which makes you feel comfortable and like a spring breeze when you first get along with him. But the premise of all this is that you don't mess with him, don't touch his belongings, and you can't even covet them.
Otherwise, he will immediately change his face and bite you off guard like a cold white poisonous tongue, not only killing you, but also making your death extremely painful.
Xie Jinhuan drank all the wine in his glass, his eyes were dark, and he was filled with sadness in his heart.
If he doesn't go, it's not because he really doesn't want to go. He hasn't seen Tang Qiao'er for a long time. He misses her so much that he can't sleep or eat well, and he can't stay awake.
It's just that he didn't say hello tomorrow and went there rashly, which would only increase her resentment towards him.
He had already lost one step to Shen Jingjue. He could not lose again and could not afford to lose.
At this time, the door to the room was slowly pushed open.
Shu Yan walked in with lowered eyebrows, holding a brown paper envelope in her hand.
"Mr. Xie, the people you sent sent something back."
