"Did you see my bag?" I reacted immediately and raised my head to ask him.
He pulled the wrapping paper of the cake as if nothing had happened, "Well, you had a call just now, and I answered it for you."
"Phone?" I subconsciously went to get my phone and took a special look at the pregnancy test stick wrapped in a garbage bag. It seemed that there was no sign of being tampered with. But after all, I had been away for a while. If I wrapped it exactly the same and put it back again, I couldn't notice it either.
So just to be on the safe side, I turned around and asked Liang Sheng tentatively: "Did you just answer the phone?"
Liang Sheng looked at me suspiciously: "Otherwise, there should be something else?"
"No, no." I waved with a smile, thinking that he might not have seen anything else, and then I turned on my phone guiltily. What was shown in the call history was Liu Nanhao's phone number, and the call lasted for twenty seconds.
Liang Sheng and Liu Nanhao talked for a full twenty seconds? !
"Do you know who called?" I asked cautiously.
Liang Sheng ate the small cake in several bites, crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball, and threw it into the trash can nearby, "I know."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, he said he called the wrong number."
Liang Sheng didn't seem to care about the call. In this case, I didn't ask any more questions. After wandering around for a while, Liang Sheng sent me home. There was no excessive lingering or extra lingering. Everything was as plain as water.
This kind of plainness makes me very uneasy. I always feel that there is a sense of distance between him and me. It feels like we both have some secrets that the other does not know and deliberately hide them.
That night I went to bed early without even eating, and had a strange dream. I dreamed of a girl wearing a school uniform, standing at a red light at an intersection and waving at me. Liang Sheng suddenly appeared next to her and forcibly pulled her away. His disgusted eyes seemed to be Hint to that little girl, stay away from me.
The little girl waved to me as she walked, the smile on her face never diminishing. The next second, a car rushed across the intersection and knocked the little girl away. The scene in the dream was filled with red blood. Liang Sheng was gone. The little girl was gone. He suddenly woke up and found that , the person lying in a pool of blood is me.
I screamed in fright, but couldn't make a sound.
After being frightened awake by this dream, I couldn't sleep anymore, so I simply got up and went online, cleaned up the whole house, and went out to work.
Jing Jing gave me a glass of milk as always and started working for the day, but Liang Sheng didn't show up all day.
The same thing happened the next day. When it was time to get off work, there was still no sign of Liang Sheng. I couldn't help but call him. I dialed the number, but I dialed it off. After a moment's hesitation, I sent a text message instead.
"Why haven't you come to the company these two days? Are you sick? I'm worried about you."
After editing, I thought about it and deleted the last four words before sending it out.
no reply.
At this moment, Ning Jing stood up with a document, turned off the computer and said to me: "I'm going to deliver a document to Mr. Liang, and then go directly to pick up my son. Please turn off all the lights before you leave." , Mr. Liang won’t be here these days.”
I stood up quickly and asked her, "Is Mr. Liang sick? Why didn't he come to the office?"
Ning Jing never interferes in my personal relationship with Liang Sheng, and never comments too much, but she made an exception today. She just walked to the door, hesitated, turned to me and said, "Mr. Yu, you are also his assistant. Personally, you have a close relationship with him, don’t you think it’s a bit ridiculous for you to ask me this kind of question?”
Ning Jing has never been kind to me, and I didn't care at first, because she treats everyone in the company like this. However, what she just said shocked me. It is almost certain that she does not like me.
Jing Jing glanced at me one last time and left. I immediately opened the location software on my phone, and Liang Sheng's location information popped up. The address showed the headquarters of Feiya Real Estate Company, which is where I went to deliver the contract last time.
It turned out that he was dealing with the Feiye Real Estate matter. Liang Sheng once said that I would not be allowed to interfere in this matter, so he would rather let Ning Jing deliver the documents to him than me.
However, the truth seems not to be as simple as I thought.
I put my phone on the table and looked at it carefully. I found that Liang Sheng's location information started to move. The route seemed to be in the direction of his apartment. Ning Jing will send him documents now, probably directly to his apartment.
Apartment, Liang Sheng, quiet.
I don’t know if I’m being paranoid, but I would think of that kind of thing.
During this period of time, Liang Sheng's indifference to me, and what Ning Jing said to me just now, suddenly made me have a terrible thought. Is there something else going on between Liang Sheng and Ning Jing.
Thinking of this, I lost my composure. Looking at the quiet location opposite, I suddenly had an idea.
I didn’t hear Ning Jing answer the phone just now. In other words, Liang Sheng’s order for her to send files was issued through the chat tool. She had been looking at the computer just now. As long as I open her computer, log on to her chat software, and see her and Liang Just look at Sheng’s chat history.
Thinking of this, I simply closed the door to the office, walked directly to Quiet's seat and turned on her computer.
What comes into view is a desktop photo of a child. The boy in the photo looks about four or five years old. He is handsome and carrying a toy rifle. His skin is fair and his facial features are very delicate. Facial features? I took a closer look and found out why this child's features looked so much like Liang Sheng's
Like a bolt from the blue, I froze on the chair for a long time without moving. The hand holding the mouse seemed to be stiff. The child's narrow eyes were as brilliant as Liang Sheng's, which made me involuntarily have an extremely terrifying thought.
Is Ning Jing's son Liang Sheng's
The lower right corner of the photo shows the time of shooting. In mid-December, that is, more than two weeks ago, I took a look at the calendar. The day this photo was taken was the day she took her son to the amusement park and asked me to help deliver the contract, which is The day I went to sea.
There was a buzz in my head, as if a mountain had collapsed.
There was no extra time to be stunned, so I quickly opened the chat software. Damn it, I didn't remember the password. However, according to Jing Jing's cautious character, she would never save the password for private chat software. Then you can only place your hope on the company's chat software.
I clicked the mouse quickly, still feeling disappointed. All require a password.
Almost every employee of the company has a chat software with an eight-digit password. Most people use the initial password, and some may change it to their birthday or some other numbers they are familiar with.
With the attitude of giving it a try, I entered the initial password, but it was prompted that the password was wrong. Then I entered Ning Jing's birthday, but it was still wrong. I became a little irritable, and my peripheral vision suddenly turned to the string of dates in the lower right corner of the desktop, and I had a flash of inspiration.
(End of chapter)