Don't worry about what you say, he will worry about her? Why should he worry about her! In Song Qiyue's chaotic thoughts, everything was intertwined. She pursed her lips and said, "You don't need to worry about me, and I don't need you to worry about it! With so much time, you might as well worry about her!"
Mo Zhengyan looked at her. He put his hand on her chair and looked straight at her, "You are different to me, and I am more worried about you."
"What's the difference?" she asked.
"You are my wife, she is not." He said so frankly and directly.
Such an identity, what a wife, is just like a nominal one, Song Qiyue said, "You forgot to say, she is still a patient now, and I am a healthy person. Rest assured, I will not trouble you. I won't get sick again."
Song Qiyue said, picking up the cup from his hand, and she drank half a cup of hot milk in one go, "It tastes good, but I can't finish it all at once. Let it go, I'll drink it slowly."
"Now I have to continue working, Mr. Mo, can you give me some personal space?" Song Qiyue asked.
But Mo Zhengyan did not leave immediately. Song Qiyue was stuck in a stalemate with him. While watching, he said again, "I am worried about you, not afraid you will trouble me. No matter what happens, I will stay with you. ."
It was his sudden words that entered the bottom of my heart without warning, but that heart, because it has a fortress of protection, can resist it, but the goose feathers are light, floating in the middle of the lake, and will not sink again. , But still caused ripples in the lake of mind.
He stared intently and then said, "You continue to be busy and have dinner together at noon."
Walking out of the office, Mo Zhengyan passed the secretary's room. Shao Fei was inside. He pushed the door and entered. This made Shao Fei raise his eyes, "Ms. Mo, what do you want to order?"
"She has been in a bad mood recently, and immediately report anything to me. This is my mobile phone number." Mo Zhengyan had already picked up the pen and the note paper, and wrote the number on the note paper.
Shao Fei took a look, "I am a secretary, not a personal assistant."
"If you can't do it, then I can only assign someone to come over as her assistant." Mo Zhengyan's attitude was firm, he stared at him, "It's just now, I'm afraid it won't be possible for others to come over, only you."
Shao Fei heard that he was also stunned, and he didn't know the situation at the moment.
In the past few days, there was news about Haicheng, and Shao Fei also heard some of it. It was only because of the three words "Song Qiyue" that the company still circulated for a while, and some people even joked with the same name as Manager Song. It's not that no one is suspicious, speculating that Manager Song may be the daughter of the Song family in the report, but it is impossible to think about it. In addition, it was very rapid. I am afraid that the above has been suppressed, so the company is rigorously discussing the Song's transcript. Just because it is a partner, no further discussion is allowed.
This reason was reasonable. The whirlwind passed by, and it was wiped out.
"Shao Fei, just take it as I owe you a favor." When Mo Zhengyan saw that he didn't respond, he was right again.
The Mo family owes him a favor? Shao Fei said, "Is President Mo begging me?"
"Yes, please." He answered.
Shao Fei's eyebrows were twisted, and suddenly unfolded, "I will write down this debt of favor."
"Only this time, not as an example." Shao Fei finally took the note paper and tapped his finger.
"I will accompany her to dinner at noon, no need to order food." Mo Zhengyan ordered.
Mo Zhengyan went to the top floor. When he returned to the general manager's office, Qi Jian stepped forward to follow up, "Mr. Mo, this morning, Director Song of Huiyan has arrived in Gangcheng and returned to the office to continue his job."
"She came back alone?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
"Someone sent Director Song back, it was Zhou's son of Wednesday." Qi Jian reported, and he whispered, "After sending Director Song back, this son of Wednesday did not leave immediately."
Hearing this, Mo Zhengyan seemed to have thoughts in his heart. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the street scene. Everything was so small that it was too small to argue with the direction, "He is near Mohs."
Not far from the Mo's Building, a car parked on the side of the road at the corner, and it had been parked for a long time.
In the car, Jiang Sen said, "Master Su He, according to the investigation these days, I have found some news."
"Bona’s general manager Li Chengyi and his wife, Ms. Cheng Qingning, used to be the first love of the Mo family. Later, Ms. Cheng fell ill and was taken care of by Mr. Li at first, and later by Mr. Mo. Miss July was also from abroad. Dr. Kent was invited to treat Ms. Cheng. After the successful cooperation between Bona and Mo's, Ms. Cheng recovered and continued to take over the Bona project and now lives in the Mo Mansion." Johnson said one by one, the news that he found was roughly the same. So, as for the details, it is still unclear.
Zhou Suhe sat in the back seat, he was quiet and silent. Only the smoke from the fingertips ignited quietly, "First love?"
"Yes."
"The doctor she asked for?"
"Yes."
"Living in the Mo's Mansion?"
"Yes."
These three questions were read from Zhou Suhe's mouth, but they seemed to have understood something in an instant, but they were shocked.
Johnson looked at Zhou Suhe's expression and called out, "Master Suhe?"
For a long time, Zhou Suhe said, "She would actually be willing."
In all Zhou Suhe's memories, Song Qiyue, who refused to give in, refused to compromise, refused to give in, and who was tenacious and indulgent most of the time, was actually willing to do so.
"Changed." Zhou Suhe said quietly.
Time was too rushed and too much for people to adapt to, but he only understood that people can change.
The smoke at Zhou Suhe's fingertips was quietly pinched by him.
When it was time for lunch, Song Qiyue finished reading the documents, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, she ordered, "Feier, order a meal, whatever you want to eat."
"Mr. Mo said, I will have dinner with you at noon." Shao Fei said, "So I didn't make a reservation."
Song Qiyue was surprised, but Mo Zhengyan had already arrived. He came again and even brought his secretary Qian Jue with him, as if he was about to talk about business affairs, "We have dinner together and talk about the project by the way, Secretary Shao, you Together too."
Shao Fei answered, Song Qiyue did not agree, and also agreed.
In fact, they didn’t go far. They were walking in a nearby restaurant. When they were crossing the road, they watched the cars coming, but they remembered the arrival of Auntie Jun again. She was a little anxious, and the steps were too big. He His hand gently supported her, holding her to prevent her from walking so fast, "Look at the car."
"Manager Song, there are so many cars on the road, be careful." Shao Fei reminded that the same goes for Qian Jue.
Song Qiyue was startled, but stopped.
At the far corner, the man in the car, Johnson shouted, "Come out!"
Zhou Suhe looked over, and he saw it too, it was them and his party. I saw it even more. The man held her back and she turned her back to herself, so she couldn't see the expression, but in the end, his hand held her and crossed the road.
Finally, I saw her profile, it seemed to be innocent, but there was not much emotion. It proved that she was not happy, which made him freeze.
But at the same time, someone came oncoming, it was a man.
"It's Mr. Mo's special assistant Qi Jian!" Johnson shouted.
Qi Jian got closer and closer, and when he got closer, he knocked on the window of the car.
The window slowly lowered, and Qi Jian looked at Zhou Suhe in the car and said, "Zhou Shao, Mr. Mo heard that you are here, so I specifically asked me to come and tell you that if you have time, please go up and sit. Mr. Mo is now with his wife. Went to have a meal and will be back soon."
In the afternoon, Song Qiyue made an appointment with Longyuan and his party. Because of the cooperation with Longyuan, Longyuan also set up an office in Gangcheng during this period.
On this side, Song Qiyue took Shao Fei and the project manager. As for Mo Zhengyan and Qian Jue, they also had things to do, so they went back to Mo Shi and separated at the entrance of the restaurant. The car had already been dispatched, and the two of them got in the car and left.
Mo Zhengyan and his party walked back to Mo's, approached Mo's, and found that the car was approaching, and stopped at the intersection, as if they were waiting for someone.
Mo Zhengyan approached, Qi Jian came over, and Johnson also got down in the car and opened the door for Zhou Suhe.
When Zhou Suhe got out of the car, the two men finally met again after passing the snowy mountain last time.
That night, it was cold and snowy, but now it was faintly hot. Mo Zhengyan gestured with his eyes, Qi Jian and Qian Jue went first, and he walked forward. Zhou Suhe also came closer, and the two met.
"Vice President Zhou, no, it's time to change my name to President Zhou now." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
"You are polite." Zhou Suhe went to Liucheng and founded the company. Now he is not the vice president of Zhou Xinyi.
"Why don't you go up and sit down?"
"I have to catch a plane. It's too late today."
"Since it is to catch a plane, it's time to go to the airport as soon as possible, saving you being late."
"It's just that some words haven't had time to say."
"Oh? What is that, and who do you want to tell?"
Between you and me, the atmosphere was stalemate. In the confrontation, they did not give in to each other. As in the past, Zhou Suhe suddenly said, "Don't do too much in some things. If you are a man, don't face Qin Muchu. Now In this world, the phenomenon of three wives and four concubines still exists, but I just didn't expect that Mo would always be so fraternal."
These words are clear enough, and Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Boss or not, it's up to Mr. Zhou to decide, but others don't care about her own affairs. After all, for her now, Mr. Zhou is nothing. Not any more."
If in the past, they were still admirers of each other's first love, but after all this, they really were nothing. What's more, now she has been severed by the Song family again.
"To me, she is really nothing. I just can't understand this style of work, and I really want to laugh. Her vision is really bad. Either look at it or meet others." Zhou Suhe laughed a little. But also looking at him.
"I don’t care if I see her or not. I just remembered that when she used to play games, she asked her to choose left or right. She said she had to go forward before she chose. Now I’m waiting to see, before she chooses, yes It's not correct." Zhou Suhe's deep eyes were solemn when he watched. If he said that he was talking lightly one second, but the next second is serious, "I hope she didn't choose the wrong one."
"She won't make the wrong choice, of course she will move forward." Mo Zhengyan said, greeted him with a counterattack, and said quietly, "I won't let her look back."
Zhou Suhe heard the first sentence clearly, but the latter sentence was too light. A car passing by the road honked its horn and directly covered it. It seemed that he had heard a little, but he didn't quite understand it.
At the end, Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Since Mr. Zhou doesn't have time to go up, let's go next time. Thank you Mr. Zhou for coming today. I won't give it away."
After speaking, Mo Zhengyan smiled and walked towards Mo's.
Qi Jian and Qian Jue were both waiting in the lobby of the building. Zhou Suhe watched them disappear into the lobby. He also condensed, and then got into the car.
Johnson also got in the car, "Master Su He, do you have to wait."
"No need." Zhou Suhe replied, "Go to the airport."
"But you don't want to talk to Miss July." Johnson still couldn't help but ask, how could he not know his worries in the current situation.
Zhou Suhe said, "I didn't intend to come and talk to her, I just went along the way."
The car drove slowly to the airport.
At Longyuan, Song Qiyue met with Secretary Liu. Secretary Liu confessed what Mr. Steven had said and appointed a person in charge. The Chinese-American stayed in Hong Kong City and took over everything that followed. The discussion went smoothly, and after the conclusion, Song Qiyue rushed to the Kang family again.
Here, Kang Ziwen is having a meeting with Hui Xian and his party.
When Song Qiyue arrived, shortly after the previous one ended, the latter was also waiting for her to come and continue to discuss.
Song Qiyue walked into the meeting room and everyone was sitting upright. She saw Kang Ziwen, and of course Fan Haiyang and Song Xiangwan. Goodbye Song Xiangwan, but Song Qiyue really didn't know what kind of mood to use. When Song Xiangwan looked at her, he didn't say anything.
The official business is still to be done publicly. Everything is business as usual. During the meeting, I talked about Bona, and the team in charge of Cheng Qingning had already traveled to the United States to contact Steven's headquarters, so they were not in China for these two days. The follow-up of the system projects, the progress is accelerated, everything is gathered, but there is no problem.
There is only one thing, but it is not right. Compared with before, the atmosphere of today's meeting is more solemn.
Maybe it's because of the relationship between these two people.
After the meeting, Kang Ziwen suggested, "Tonight, we will have dinner together, and I will be the host. Go to the previous one, the one that your two sisters said tastes good."
"I won't go today, Manager Kang, I want to go back and rest, you go." Fan Haiyang had no objection, but Song Xiangwan refused.
"Song Xiangwan, if you don't go, then we are left with your sister and a woman." Kang Ziwen shouted again.
Song Xiangwan said, "Manager Kang, it's really impossible. You can hire someone else, a secretary or an assistant. Manager Song, I'm sorry, I'm going back."
"It's okay." Song Qiyue replied.
Seeing Song Xiangwan's refusal, this dinner could not go on, Fan Haiyang also pushed, and the group just dispersed.
Out of the meeting room, Fan Haiyang and Song Xiangwan went downstairs, "Why bother, she is your sister after all."
"It's not anymore." Song Xiangwan replied.
Of course, Fan Haiyang knew about the Song family’s breaking away from the relationship. Everyone who was making trouble in Haicheng at this time knew it, but could this relationship be so stiff? Fan Haiyang said with a deep gaze, "Tonight, Aunt Jun will have an accident, you are Don’t you still think it’s your sister’s responsibility."
"The police said it was an accident. I know it's none of their business." This time Song Xiangwan answered calmly.
"Then why Aunt Jun came to Hong Kong City, do you know the reason."
"I don't know." Song Xiangwan replied, "It's just that the family has severed the relationship. You told me to sit down and eat with her now. I can't guarantee that I will question her, so let's forget it."
The elevator dinged open, and Song Xiangwan walked out first.
There was shock in Fan Haiyang's eyes. At this moment, Fang felt that her back was no longer so arrogant and stubborn. He caught up with her, "Director Song, then I invite you to dinner?"
In that conference room, Song Qiyue sat there to pack things, and Shao Fei followed the secretary to the reference room. She said, "Kang Ziwen, you don't have to match up next time."
Kang Ziwen's meaning is very obvious. He also wants to get closer after work. He also meant the same, but unexpectedly he would be so embarrassed, "Sorry, July."
"Are you and the Song family really going to have such a stalemate?" Kang Ziwen asked again.
Song Qiyue reluctantly smiled, "This is the fact, there is no way to change it."
"Why did it happen like this?" Kang Ziwen was also very confused. He didn't know what happened, and he didn't have to ask a lot. However, on the one hand, he was worried and at the same time he was puzzled.
"Why is it like this?" Song Qiyue read this sentence, her smile slowly dissipated, and said to him, "I also want to know why it became like this."
Maybe some questions just didn't have answers, maybe some things evolved like this in the unknown, but Song Qiyue really didn't know anything this time.
After a busy day, only when she saw Yang Yang when she returned home, could she temporarily forget everything, the Song family, and Aunt Jun. But when it calmed down, especially in the dead of night, my mind was full of Aunt Jun's last words. In the past few days, Mo Zhengyan came back very early every day, Song Qiyue thought about the reason, probably because Cheng Qingning was not in the country now.
I just don't know what's going on. Sometimes I just look at his face properly, and Aunt Jun's face will suddenly flash, even with those words.
——July... I ask you one thing now... You have to answer me...
——Song family...and Mo family...you can only choose one...which one do you choose...
It was her dying words, it was she who questioned her, insisting on making a choice. In the end, she made a decision: From today on...the Song family's affairs...have nothing to do with her...no more ...
Every time she looked at him, every time she thought of Aunt Jun's words, Song Qiyue felt as if her brain had been stabbed, and it hurt.
"July? What's wrong with you?" Mo Zhengyan looked at her, saw her frown and her eyes narrowed, and he asked.
"Mo Zhengyan!" Song Qiyue yelled.
"July!" Mo Zhengyan shouted, reluctant to retreat at all, but just hugged her tightly, "Where is it uncomfortable?"
"Mo Zhengyan! Tell me!" Song Qiyue raised her head, she tightened his clothes at once, in such anguish, "Have you contacted Auntie Jun? What did she tell you when something happened that day? What? You tell me!"
"I didn't contact Aunt Jun. Aunt Jun made an appointment that day, but we didn't meet each other." Mo Zhengyan replied, "That's how it happened."
This was an accidental car accident. The police did not investigate the reason why Aunt Jun came to Hong Kong City. They only investigated the scene of the accident. The driver also pleaded guilty, so the case has been closed. However, the reason why Aunt Jun came here is still a mystery, no one knows.
"Is it just like this!" Song Qiyue remembered the day of the accident. Song Xiangwan asked her, and remembered the repeated questions of the Song family, and the last question of Jinzhi. Those were all doubts, all of them, her hands. Even more tightly, "Is it just like this!"
Mo Zhengyan lowered his head, his eyes were silent, and there was no waves, "This is the truth, that's it."
"Why is it just like this! Why did Aunt Jun come! Why!" Song Qiyue asked, but couldn't ask for a result.
"In July, you are tired and need a good rest." He forcibly hugged her, held her in his arms and said over and over again, "It's okay, it's all okay, it's all over, I will accompany you."
When I fell asleep again, I still had the same dream at night, the railway in the dream was so long, and when I looked at it, it seemed that I could never see the end. And the little yellow flowers on the side of the road bloom so luxuriantly and so brilliantly.
She was walking on that railway alone, not knowing where to go.
If you haven’t recovered before, you are unwilling to accept Jun Jun’s last wish, and feel at a loss for the separation of the Song family, you can only forget about work, but now, Song Qiyue seems to be twisted on the clockwork. same. What the truth is, she wants to know, wants to understand. She contacted Officer Wang, who was in charge of the case, and asked Officer Wang for a backup communication record of Aunt Jun’s mobile phone at that time.
When it was time to get to the record, Song Qiyue read it again and again. The first number was Mo Zhengyan, followed by the phone number to contact Song’s family. Aunt’s, Jinzhi’s, and Xiang Wan’s were in Among those numbers, there is another number.
This number made Song Qiyue stare, this number belongs to Dr. Kent!
Why does Dr. Kent's number appear in Aunt Jun's records? And there are two more! Song Qiyue suddenly remembered that Song Xiangwan asked herself for a number, and she gave it. She questioned in her heart and approached Kent, "Doctor Kent, hello, this is Song Qiyue."
"Miss Song, hello."
"I want to ask one thing, it’s like this. I mentioned to you before that I gave your number to my sister Song Xiangwan. Now I want to ask you, it’s not my sister who is in contact with you, but It's my aunt, isn't it."
"Yes, that Ms. Song contacted me."
"Then, what did she want to do with you? Can you tell me?" Song Qiyue held the phone and noticed his hesitation. I'm afraid the doctor is trying to protect personal privacy. "Kent, would you please tell me, please, please you!"
"Well, let's talk about it when we meet." Kent finally said.
In an apartment in Hong Kong, the man hung up the phone, and just after taking a shower, he took his shirt out of the closet.
Behind him, the woman looked at him and said, "I just came back from abroad and want to go out again?"
He dressed quickly, "You will come back another day."
"Kent!" When the woman saw him leaving, she stared, "When are you going to tell her! Time is running out!"