"Let's talk about it." But he spoke slowly again, staring at her as if he really wanted to listen.
The backlog made my heart suffocated. At this moment, Song Qiyue said, "You let me say?"
"En." Mo Zhengyan responded.
What is she going to say? Let her decide his stay? Is it to stay or what
I don’t understand at all, but the suffocation has overwhelmed her reason, so she can no longer take care of it, let her spread everything out, let her pour out all the thoughts in her heart, her brows condensed, and the female voice is also certain." Now that everything is known, everything in the past was involuntary. To make up for her, everything is fine, as long as she is satisfied."
"What do you mean by satisfaction?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
Song Qiyue stared at her and said, "Give her enough money so that she can live a stable life."
"Do you think money can solve everything?" Mo Zhengyan locked her eyes deeply.
"Perhaps if I say this, you will think I am cold-blooded and sophisticated, but I really can't think of another way. With her background, she will not be short of money, but the world is changing every day, and no one says no. Yes, maybe she will need it!" When she said these words, Song Qiyue felt that she was really ruthless, but what else could she do? This seemed to be the only thing she could.
She went on to say, "Of course, we still need to help her get a good treatment, but don't stay in Hong Kong City anymore."
"Find a quiet place, another city, or abroad, or she can go home, after all, Cheng's family is her home." According to Cheng Qingning's current situation, she is so disgusted with Li Chengyi, I am afraid that she can no longer be with Li Chengyi. , So let go back to Cheng's house.
Song Qiyue made these arrangements one by one, "I will let Dr. Kent accompany her to continue the treatment for her. I think there will be no problems with Kent's superb medical skills."
"That's it." Mo Zhengyan asked next.
"No! Also!" Song Qiyue denied, and in a moment of silence, she said to him, "You don't see her anymore!"
No longer go to the hospital every day, no longer send white calla lilies, no longer put their vases in the ward, no longer put her second because of her affairs, no longer smile happy because of her, no Thinking about her again thinking about her worrying about her, whether she loves her or is guilty of her, Song Qiyue can't tell, only one thing is clear!
That is--
"Send her away, don't see her again! Don't have any more contact! From now on, if you don't meet, you won't contact, not at all!" Song Qiyue resolutely said.
Perhaps, those pretentious pretences have long wanted to fade away, and those forbearing tolerance have been restrained for too long, perhaps she had wanted to say that a long time ago, so she can speak so thoroughly in one breath. When she finished speaking, Song Qiyue's breath sank, and she calmed herself down again.
With her eyes facing each other, the office was surprisingly quiet, and she said, "That's it!"
"Can you do it!" she asked, asking for an answer again.
It was the hands of the clock in the silence that swayed, making a slight click, mixed with his male voice, "If not."
Do not!
One word seems to prove everything!
It seemed to tell her that these selfish, selfish and cruel words of hers were nothing but a fantasy, and they were just a channel for her to express her emotions to please her.
But that suffocation turned so unbearable at this moment. The emotions were all provoked. It turned out to be anxious, and forced her to tremble, "You asked me what I want you to do, too. You ask me, what I want you to do, you let me say, but I said, since you can’t do it, then why did you let me say, why did you come to ask me?”
"Mo Zhengyan, if you can't do it, then don't use it to ask me. It's better to ask yourself this question. This is what you want to think about!"
These few words were almost gnashing the teeth, Song Qiyue immediately started, she took the documents and turned around.
Mo Zhengyan was still sitting in the executive chair. The silent office looked like a huge white tower. He was in it, as if he was about to be swallowed.
Song Qiyue returned to his department, and Shao Fei came in and said, "Just now, Kang's secretary general called Kang, and the technical team of Huitian will arrive in Hong Kong for tomorrow's flight, and General Kang will pick it up."
"What's the matter with you?" Shao Fei asked after reporting, seeing her cold face.
Song Qiyue recovered, but still wrinkled her eyebrows, "It's okay, who is the person in charge of Huidian this time?"
"Manager Fan Haiyang, and supervisor Song Xiangwan." Shao Fei replied.
Fan Haiyang? Song Xiangwan
Song Qiyue also knew earlier that Song Xiangwan had already entered the work of transcribing and became the supervisor, but she did not expect that she would be the person in charge of the transcribing, and that there was Fan Haiyang, which was really unexpected.
"I'll go tomorrow too." Song Qiyue said in deep thought.
If it weren’t for the support this time, the project would have been unsuccessful, and because of Song Xiangwan’s relationship with Song Qiyue, she should have picked up the airport and expressed the degree of importance this time, and also indicated the difference between the two companies. Friendly cooperation between.
"Notify the General Manager, Song's meeting tomorrow's itinerary, and the list of persons in charge." After Song Qiyue's order was completed, he asked again, "Give me a warm cup of milk!"
Shao Fei stared at her, "Do you treat me as your nanny?"
"It's a little secret!" Song Qiyue smiled.
The warm milk came, and Song Qiyue drank half of the cup in one breath. The burning sensation seemed to be diluted a little, allowing her to calm down. She can't take her body to get angry, always take care of herself.
When I get off work and go straight home, the only thing that makes me happy at the moment is to see his son Yangyang.
In the hospital at night, Cheng Qingning recovered very well in the past two days, actively cooperating with the treatment, and the whole person was much more cheerful. She was chatting with Dr. Kent, and the two chatted very well. Cheng Qingning smiled and said, "Dr. Kent, you are very talkative. It's nice to meet you."
"I'm also very happy to chat with you," Kent replied.
At this moment, someone came and the door was pushed open. It was Mo Zhengyan.
Seeing Mo Zhengyan coming, Kent called him a face-to-face, "Mr. Mo, Ms. Cheng's condition is pretty good recently, you guys talk slowly, I'll go out first."
Mo Zhengyan looked at him, with a silent jaw, he came to the bed.
"Zheng Yan, you are here." Cheng Qingning smiled, Kent left the ward, and she said again, "I feel in good spirits today. In the afternoon, I went for a walk downstairs with Nurse Wang, and went to the gym after dinner. I played table tennis there for a while..."
She said happily, and Mo Zhengyan listened, "I will bring you what book I want to read tomorrow."
"It's okay, I won't choose." Cheng Qingning responded casually, and Mo Zhengyan replied, "Then I will figure it out."
The two were chatting here, Cheng Qingning took out a camera, and she smiled, "Look, this is lent to me by Dr. Kent. Today, I took some pictures when I was out for a walk."
She shouted and brought the camera in front of him. Mo Zhengyan was looking at her with her hand. It was just an ordinary camera. The photos were stored in the data, but they could still be seen through the small screen. Sure enough She photographed them one by one.
Suddenly, the picture shifted to one of them.
It is the calla lily in the vase, the white flowers, the green flower branches, and the jade-white porcelain vase, which are placed on the window sill. The sunlight is treated well, so it is very beautiful.
"This shot is particularly good? The afternoon sunlight is taken from this angle, it is the best angle..." Cheng Qingning smiled, and she asked again, "Zheng Yan, where did you find the vase, really It looks good, I like it very much."
Mo Zhengyan looked away from the camera and looked at the vase on the cabinet.
How could he forget that this vase was bought by her and belonged to her.
"It's hers." Mo Zhengyan whispered.
Cheng Qingning's smile eased, "Is it your wife?"
"Well, she bought it just right, so I took it and used it." Mo Zhengyan replied.
This vase belonged to Song Qiyue, Cheng Qingning said, "Can you put it here."
"She also hopes that you will get better soon." Mo Zhengyan looked at the vase and said, Cheng Qingning looked down, gently holding the camera in his arms.
...
At the airport the next day, a punctual flight arrived from Haicheng to Hong Kong. Song Qiyue and Kang Ziwen took their subordinates and waited in the waiting hall for their party to arrive.
However, it took a long time to see the crowds coming out one after another, and finally saw Huichen and his party.
They greeted him, and Song Qiyue saw Fan Haiyang and Song Xiangwan.
Fan Haiyang is an old acquaintance, originally from a university, and even a partner who had struggled together back then.
Song Xiangwan's arrival this time, dressed professionally, is fashionable and dignified, and the style of the Song family's daughter remains unchanged.
"Manager Fan, Director Song, welcome the two to come." Kang Ziwen greeted them warmly, shaking hands with them one by one.
Song Qiyue also reached out, "Manager Fan, Director Song, welcome."
"Manager Song, let's not use this set." When Fan Haiyang saw Song Qiyue, he was also direct and greeted immediately.
Song Qiyue laughed too, and seeing old friends really felt more at ease.
There was no time to talk more now. After receiving them, I rushed to the hotel where I was staying first to put things down. Today, they are in Hong Kong City and they have to stay in for a period of time, so they directly booked the hotel suites for a long time. After they put down their luggage, it was still early, so they went to meet with Kang in the afternoon.
"Mr. Mo, Song's technical team has arrived in Hong Kong. The person in charge is Manager Fan Haiyang and Director Song Xiangwan. He just went to the hotel to stay. Now Mr. Kang has taken him to Kang's. Manager Song is accompanied... "Qian Jue reported the situation one by one, Mo Zhengyan listened silently, and Qian Jue said again, "There will be a banquet in the evening, at the hotel where you are staying, Bona will also be there..."
After the Kangs met, Song Xiangwan and Fan Haiyang went back to the hotel for a short rest, while Song Qiyue drove them to the hotel. Inside the corridor, Song Qiyue asked with a smile, "Manager Fan, I didn’t expect it. You actually entered the transcript."
"Zonghui Song knows heroes, so I'm here." Fan Haiyang said simply.
Song Qiyue thought that Fan Haiyang was indeed an individual talent. Fan Haiyang was already outstanding among the group of them when they were in college. His intelligence was not under that of Zhou Suhe, and he was almost evenly divided. Song Lianheng does not want to let go of such outstanding talents, "It seems that Mr. Song must have hired you with a high salary!"
Fan Haiyang smiled and said, "You two sisters continue to talk."
Song Xiangwan's room was next to Fan Haiyang, she opened the door and entered, Song Qiyue also walked in.
"Aren't you going back to the company?" Song Xiangwan asked.
Song Qiyue said, "Why are you here for this project?"
"I was responsible for the connection, of course I will come." Song Xiangwan replied.
Song Qiyue knew that the person Kang Ziwen was going to meet with him was her, but she did not expect that she would come over, "Are you going to stay in a hotel or stay with me?"
Song Xiangwan came here. Song Qiyue always wanted to take good care of her. Although the hotel is complete, it is always inconvenient. Song Xiangwan said, "I am here to work, not to visit relatives. No need, just here. ."
"Then you can take care of it. It's okay to live with me during the weekend." Song Qiyue also understood that it would not be too different to come out to do errands. "If you need anything, you can find me."
"Okay, you go quickly." Song Xiangwan urged, and Song Qiyue smiled and left.
After sending Song Qiyue, Song Xiangwan wanted to take a bath. Putting down her things and taking off her coat, she took out her mobile phone and thought about it and opened the outbox, and typed a message: Su He, I have arrived in Hong Kong City. This time I led the team. I just saw July. , She came to pick up the machine.
The sending was successful, Song Xiangwan saw the last reply, which was the news from Zhou Suhe: You are on business.
In the last message, she told Kang to come to Huitian for support and asked him if he wanted to agree, but he simply replied.
"Buzz—" The phone came back with a message, and Song Xiangwan hurriedly opened it to see, but it didn't come from him.
It's Fan Haiyang: You can rest when you are tired. I will call you before dinner starts in the evening.
Song Xiangwan read the message and put down the phone.
Turning his head and looking out the window, the sun was very good, shining lazily into this room, Song Xiangwan suddenly remembered that the first time he had come to Hong Kong City before was because Zhou Suhe was working here and staying in a hotel at the time. But today, she went to Hong Kong City again, but she was alone.
Hong Kong City is still prosperous, but somehow it is so empty.
For the dinner that night, it can be said that several companies gathered.
Kang Ziwen was naturally there. Song Qiyue also came early in the morning. Song Xiangwan, Fan Haiyang and others were originally in the hotel, so they just came down to the box and waited. That group of technical backbones were talented people, and they sat in one room. Song Qiyue gave Shao Fei full power to receive him. Kang Ziwen had no objection and was very happy.
And this box is their main line.
Not long after their arrival, Bona also arrived, and Li Chengyi came in gracefully. Li Chengyi will come in person, which is a lot of face. One is because of the project, and second, it must be because this party is a transcript.
"Manager Fan, Director Song, always admiring for a long time." Li Chengyi responded in greeting.
The two of them shook hands with him to greet. It was the beginning of the scene. They had just greeted them and had not yet been seated. The door of this private room was knocked and pushed open again. Everyone looked back, but they were all startled at the people who came up.
Qi Jian opened the way, and it was Mo Zhengyan who was oncoming from behind!
Song Qiyue didn't expect him to come, nor did he say a word beforehand. In a daze, Mo Zhengyan had already walked in slowly, smiling calmly.