Song Qinghuan knew that when Zhang Jie went to find a way to keep out the cold, he was always upset.
She didn't know what Zhang Jie would say to Shi Yuhan, whether she would be wronged by the short message, and whether Shi Yuhan would believe it.
Unable to go to work at ease, she picked up her mobile phone for countless times and tried to make a warm call, but she always pressed the no call key in the end.
She hesitated all the time. When she was informed that the whole company worked overtime at 12 o'clock in the night, she was startled and the whole person was even more upset.
When everyone went to the canteen to eat overtime meal after work, they secretly went to the top floor to keep warm.
She stood at the door for a long time, then knocked on the door. After getting permission, she pushed the door and walked in with a smile.
It's more than six o'clock in winter, and it's all dark.
In the spacious office, all the lights were turned on. I sat on the sofa to keep out the cold. In a dark corner, my face was with light on its back. It looked a little dark.
He leaned on the back of the sofa, casual and lazy, a pair of deep eyes, flashing like snow.
Song Qinghuan suddenly realized that something was wrong with her.
Almost don't want to, immediately can guess, may have something to do with Zhang Jie, she sat down in the cold when opposite, biting a little bit of lip, black grape eyes, looking at the cold when wet.
Quiet silence, who did not speak, the atmosphere is very cold.
Bi Dingli, song Qinghuan is never the opponent of Shi Yuhan. She looks at Shi Yuhan weakly and asks in a low voice, "did Zhang Jie say anything to you just now?"
She did not beat around the Bush and asked directly.
When the cold looked at her, eyes are very cold, very cold, cold as snow on Mount Everest.
Song Qinghuan can't stand it. He turns around and looks at the night by the window.
Does he believe Zhang Jie instead of her?
as like as two peas, the voice of the cold weather finally sounded, and the peace was the same. There was no fluctuation and wave, and she called her name: "Song Qinghuan."
Song Qinghuan subconsciously moved his eyes to him.
"What does Zhang Jie say to me? Is it that important?" When Yuhan asked her, her voice was the same as just now, without any ups and downs.
Song Qing Huan frowned: "of course it's important!"
It's related to her character, and it's also related to her trust in keeping out the cold. Of course, it's very important.
When the cold hook hook lips, with a trace of cold: "then you think, she will say to me?"
"This is me..." I don't know.
Song Qinghuan wanted to say that, but immediately she stopped, thought about it, and then said, "before Zhang Jie came to you, he came to me first. It's about the articles of association. We haven't contacted each other since the articles of association went abroad. He suddenly returned home two days ago, and then came to me. He said a lot of inexplicable words to me, saying that I sent him a short message to say what I miss him, but I didn't send it, and then I came back They quarreled. At that time, they were very angry and said to the regulations that he should die. As a result Today, Zhang Jie appeared in front of me, saying that I sent a text message to the regulations, cheated them back, ignored them and let them die. "
When the voice of the cold, suddenly cold: "he came to you, why don't you tell me, if Zhang Jie doesn't come today, are you going to hide me all your life?"
Subconsciously, song Qinghuan shakes his head and wants to tell Shi Yuhan that it's not.