Halfway through the work handover, Yan Yao vaguely noticed something was wrong.
"How long do you plan to take off?" Yan Yao stopped handing over work and looked at Shiyang and asked, "This doesn't look like a short break for you."
"I might have to take a long vacation." Shiyang didn't want things to turn out to be too many twists and turns. "I want to take Tongtong around. From her birth to now, I have been busy with study and work, and I have too little time to accompany her. , just now the Guofeng Resort project has come to an end, so I want to take advantage of this time to spend more time with her."
"How long will it take?" Yan Yao asked.
Shi Yang pursed his lips slightly: "I don't know the details."
Yan Yao: "Where to go?"
"Just walk around and see." Shiyang didn't go into too much detail, "I want to take my children to live there."
She wanted to live with Lin Shanshan and Sister Gao with Tongtong for a year and a half, and then settle down in a city they both liked when Tongtong was in kindergarten.
Just like what she said to Yan Yao just now, from Tongtong's birth to now, she has been busy with study and work, and the time she can spend with Tongtong is very limited.
After Tongtong goes to kindergarten, the time she can spend with her will be reduced, so she wants to take her around and spend more time with her before she goes to kindergarten.
Leaving was a temporary decision, and traveling was the most suitable way for them.
She didn't return the house, and she didn't have time to deal with it yet.
"When do you plan to leave?" Yan Yao asked.
Shiyang: "Take care of the work here and leave."
Yan Yao smiled: "Then it's just a matter of these two days."
Shiyang smiled and didn't answer.
"Does Fu Jingchuan know?" Yan Yao asked.
Shi Yang's smile faded slightly, not wanting to talk about this topic.
Yan Yao understood and didn't ask any more questions.
"After you settle down, send me a message." He smiled and said, "I will help you with the work here, so you don't have to worry."
"Thank you, senior brother."
Shiyang couldn't help but smile at him.
Fu Jingchuan happened to come down to look for Shiyang. When he was standing at the door of the office, he saw the two people smiling at each other and paused slightly.
Shiyang just looked up and saw Fu Jingchuan standing at the door, and the smile on her lips dropped slightly.
Yan Yao also noticed the stagnant air, turned his head subconsciously, and saw Fu Jingchuan standing at the door of the outer office, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly faded.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at him, and then walked towards Shiyang calmly.
"Are you done?" he asked, his voice calm.
Shiyang nodded, then looked at Yan Yao: "Senior brother, why don't we come here first today."
Yan Yao nodded: "Yes."
Then he packed up his notebook, stood up, and walked out.
When he passed Fu Jingchuan, he didn't stop or say hello, he just walked out.
Fu Jingchuan ignored him and just looked at Shiyang: "Why are you so busy today?"
"There's a lot of backlog of projects on hand." Shiyang said softly, looking at him, "You haven't gone back yet?"
"Um."
Fu Jingchuan hummed slightly and looked at her, "Are you going back?"
Shiyang nodded lightly, packed up the files on the table, and turned off the computer.
"Let's go."
On the way back, the two of them stopped by for a meal. After the meal, Fu Jingchuan sent Shiyang home.
It was her office on the 15th floor that she returned to.
When he arrived at the door of his house, Shiyang turned around and said goodbye to Fu Jingchuan.
"Won't you invite me in for a glass of water?"
Fu Jingchuan looked at her and said calmly.
Shiyang hesitated for a moment, nodded, then opened the door and turned on the light.
A stream of light illuminated the dim room.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at the room. The furnishings were the same as the last time he came, except for the desk.
The desk is not as tidy as last time, with some drawings scattered on it.
Shiyang also noticed.
She has been busy these past two days and has no time to clean up.
She usually has the habit of putting design drafts on the table, so she specially told Sister Gao not to clean up her desk.
Seeing Fu Jingchuan's eyes pause on her slightly messy desktop, Shiyang felt a little embarrassed.
"I've been busy these past two days and haven't had time to clean up the room." She said, walking to the desk and whispering to him, "There is a water cup under the water dispenser."
"Um."
Fu Jingchuan responded calmly and walked towards the water dispenser.
Shiyang stood in front of her desk and was about to clean it up when she realized that the design drawings she placed on top were missing.
Shiyang couldn't help but frown. He picked up the drawings one by one and looked at them, but didn't see them.
Fu Jingchuan also saw her looking for the drawings and walked towards her with a water glass: "What's wrong?"
Shi Yang shook his head: "It's okay."
I searched again and still couldn't see it.
Shiyang couldn't help but frowned in confusion, and suddenly remembered what Tongtong said that she lost her painting.
She wasn't sure if it was this one.
She didn't ask in detail, and Sister Gao had never seen the painting.
Fu Jingchuan had already stood in front of his desk, looked at the drawings she had put away one by one, and then looked at her: "Are you looking for something?"
Shi Yang shook his head: "No."
As he spoke, he pressed the drawings in his hands neatly on the table, but couldn't help but look at the ground.
Fu Jingchuan couldn't help but follow her gaze and glanced at the ground, then looked at her: "Are the drawings missing?"
Shiyang still shook his head, slowly put the drawing in his hand on the table, and then looked at the empty water glass in his hand: "You can help me close the door when you go out later, I will go back to the room first. "
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her, nodded, and then watched her enter the room until the door closed.
Her room was the same as usual, nothing unusual.
Fu Jingchuan did not leave.
When he went out, he took the key from the entrance and went to the eighteenth floor.
There was no one on the eighteenth floor.
Coming down from the 18th floor, Fu Jingchuan picked up his cell phone and called Ke Chen.
"Help me look up flight information."
"Ah?" Ke Chen on the other end of the phone was a little confused, "What are you checking?"
Fu Jingchuan: "Check whether Shiyang and Lin Shanshan have any booking information in the past few days."
Ke Chen: "..."
