Chapter 378

When Dongli Ao finished his breakfast and washed his hands, Dongli Shenghua took a look at Miss Wu. He said, "you're in a bad mood." His affirmative tone made Wu Jiaren feel uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, if you are in a bad mood, you will work conscientiously and conscientiously, and you won't let Mr. Dongli have an accident."

The prickly tone of his speech made Dongli Shenghua shake his head and laugh.

He couldn't help asking Miss Wu, "are you blaming me?"

"No

It's obviously not right.

"What did I do wrong?" Dongli Shenghua thought about it carefully, and didn't remember that he had offended her recently.

Miss Wu shook her head. She just wanted to say no, but she changed her mouth when she thought of something. She said, "Mr. Dongli did something wrong."

"What's the matter?" Dongli Shenghua had put down the spoon and looked at her seriously.

Wu's eyes met his.

She said with a cold face, "you shouldn't think ill of me."

"If you mean you want to be my wife and my son's mother..." he said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"Why?"

"Because you are the most like her in the world."

For the first time, Dongli Shenghua said plainly and clearly to Wu Jiaren, "because you are like her, because Xiao Ao likes you, because I also like you. Then we will get what we want. "

His words were arrogant and domineering. After listening to them, Mrs. Wu had nothing to say.

She suddenly asked, "Mr. Dongli, can I resign?"

Dongli Shenghua's eyes narrowed slightly and asked her, "what do you think?" His eyes are very dangerous. If she dares to resign, he will deal with her directly.

Miss Wu had no choice but to give up.

OK, it's you who want to offend me on purpose. Be careful when I let you into prison. Don't blame me for not thinking about my family!

Even if you are my uncle, I will not be soft hearted.

The news that the festival is going to hold a cake competition spread like wildfire, and all the employees in the company are talking about it. Two days later, the company officially issued a document, announcing the details of the cake competition to be held in the art festival, and the winner's qualification as the spokesperson of top fashion resources and first-line cosmetics brands.

All the artists will pay attention to the last paragraph, especially those who mix in the middle and lower classes. They all want to get the resources by virtue of this competition and make the best of it at one stroke.

For a time, people who can't make cakes start to sign up to learn baking. Those who can make cakes will think about new styles at home when they have time. For a moment, the company seemed to be possessed.

On this day, Dongli Shenghua gave herself a day off. She didn't know what he was going to do, but she looked at his handsome face all day. She guessed that he was in a bad mood, and she didn't provoke him. She went home and fell asleep.

She was woken up by the phone.

It's from Dongli Shenghua.

He just said, "I'm on beiyepo, you come to pick me up."

Dongli Shenghua's tone is sad.

After sitting in bed for a few minutes, Wu changed her clothes and rode to beiyepo.

Although beiyepo is called Po, it is actually a mountain. It is a mountain in the suburb of Binjiang city with an altitude of more than 1000 meters. It is the highest mountain near Binjiang city. Standing on the mountain, if the weather is good, it can almost cover the whole Binjiang city. However, the weather of Binjiang City, most of the time is a serious haze, simply can not see the whole city scenery.

In real month, it gets dark early. At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun sets in the West. On the top of beiyepo mountain, you can see the whole process of the sunset.

Wu Jiaren climbed to the top of the mountain and saw Dongli Shenghua.

He didn't wear a suit. He was dressed in a black mountaineering suit with yellow on his shoulders. Beside him, there was a mountaineering bag and a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Miss Wu looked twice more before she broke the silence.

"Mr. Dongli."

When Dongli Shenghua came back to see Miss Wu, his eyes became nostalgic.

When Wu Jiaren thought of climbing the mountain, she wore a pair of tight jeans, a pair of white sports shoes, a tight grey open navel blouse and a black leather coat. Dongli Shenghua was used to the way she wore work clothes. Suddenly, she saw that she was wearing personal clothes, but she couldn't help looking more.

"Do I look more like my aunt in this way?" Miss Wu thinks she's bumping into her aunt.

Dongli Shenghua didn't speak, just took back his eyes.

Wu went to him and stood side by side with him. She saw the setting sun in the West and was very quiet.

The setting sun is so beautiful. It would be better if the people around you could change one.

On the top of the mountain, no one spoke. For a moment, only the wind could be heard.

Wu Jiaren finally took back her sight. She looked down at Binjiang city in the distance and suddenly said, "when I just came here, I didn't see your car at the foot of the mountain. Did Mr. Dongli come by taxi?"

"Well."

"That's too bad. I came here by bike. How can I get back later?"

"You drive me."

Did not hear Wu Jiaren speak, Dongli Shenghua looked down at her and said, "or I take you."

Miss Wu looked up at him and caught a smile from the corner of his mouth.

She thought to herself, a pretty person, why can't think of it and want to run to drug trafficking?

"This is where I propose to your aunt."

Miss Wu is really surprised.

"Here?"

"Well."

"It's also such a sunny day. When the dawn rises, I propose to her." He took a deep breath of the cool air, thinking of the picture at that time, when he spoke again, his tone was inexplicably tinged with a trace of sadness, "I thought I would grow old with her at that time."

There is one thing that Mrs. Wu has been curious about for a long time.

She asked Dongli Shenghua, "how on earth did my aunt die?"

She thought it was death, like cancer.

But listen to Dongli Shenghua say, "killed."

Miss Wu was frozen.

She looked at Dongli Shenghua in amazement, her eyes couldn't bear, "how, what's the matter?"

Dongli Shenghua thought of the scene of Wu Na Bing's death, and he felt some pain in his heart. Without a detailed explanation, he said, "she died to protect me."

Thinking of Dongli Shenghua's identity, Miss Wu was a little angry.

His beloved, in order to save him, was implicated to death by him, but he refused to repent.

"So you have to take your bodyguard with you wherever you go now."

"Well, I'm afraid of death."

Dongli Shenghua said, "will you despise me?"

"Everyone is afraid of death."

The first time Miss Wu went out on a mission, when she exchanged fire with those drug dealers, she also counseled. When she got used to it, she got used to it.

"Today is her death day." Dongli Shenghua said.

Miss Wu was surprised for another moment.

"And you didn't go to worship her?"

There was a rare touch of pain on Dongli Shenghua's face. He said in a very low voice, "I dare not see her."

Miss Wu can feel his mood at the moment. Every year, on Chengcheng's death day, Miss Wu is also like this. She feels uneasy and guilty. She doesn't even have the courage to worship him.

After that, Dongli Shenghua did not speak any more.

He seems to be trapped in memories, probably thinking about his past with Wu Nabing.

Miss Wu looked around for a long time.

She suddenly said, "you don't really like me, and you don't want to use me as a stand in. Just because I am her only relative and the most like her in the world. You feel guilty for her, so you want to marry me and make up for your guilt for my aunt. "

Dongli Shenghua looks at her with inexplicable eyes.

Wu Jiaren looked up at him and said, "uncle, when a person is gone, he is gone. If he can easily empathize, there will not be so many people trapped by love in the world."

Dongli Shenghua's eyes flashed a few strands of confusion.

He must have understood this truth in his heart. He just refused to admit it.

People are good at deceiving themselves.

"It's cold, too. Let's go." Miss Wu turned and left.

Dongli Shenghua hesitated, but still picked up the bag and followed her.

On the way back, Dongli Shenghua drove Wu Jiaren. Wu thought that Dongli Shenghua was not used to driving, but the man put on his helmet and started the car. He drives very steadily. He doesn't look like a green hand at all.

Knowing that Wu Jiaren was very confused, Dongli Shengwei solved her doubts and said, "I used to drive a motorcycle to drive your aunt."

Miss Wu almost forgot that he used to be a poor boy.

In the downtown area, Dongli Shenghua gets off the bus.

"I'll take a taxi. You can drive yourself."

"Good."

Wu watched Dongli Shenghua get into a taxi, and then she rode home.

The green light is only three seconds left, and the red light is right away. Wu Jiaren drives a motorcycle, and she can race against the time. But she obediently stopped the car, she watched the green light turned into a red light, thought of Wei Shuyi. He said, "I know it's dangerous to drive a motorcycle. You're still driving. Do you want to live any longer?".

Miss Wu looked at the red light, and gradually her eyes were dim.

She suddenly missed him so much.

Want to call him, want to find him, want to kiss him, want to tease him

Thinking of him makes my heart ache and I want to cry.

Mrs. Wu was lying on the faucet of the car and quickly rubbed her eyes with her hands. When the green light came on, she drove the motorcycle out of the speed of the battery car and went home.

When she went to work the next day, she saw that Dongli Shenghua had recovered as usual. Wu thought that she was worthy of doing great things. Even if she wanted to be sad, she would not allow herself to be sad for too long.

If you want to be a big man, the first thing you need to learn is to control your emotions.

Miss Wu can't control herself, so she's not a big man.

At more than 3 p.m., Dongli Shenghua is going to visit a sick artist in the company. Miss Wu has to go with her.

In the car, she got a call.

"Hello."

"Is it Miss Wu?" The voice of the man at the other end is thick and loud. He is used to speaking in a loud voice.

Dongli Shenghua also heard the voice and looked up at her.

Wu said yes.

"Who are you?"

"You've got an express. Are you at home?"

"I'm at work."

"I'll put it in your mailbox."

"Good."

After hanging up, Wu Jiaren boarded wechat and asked Qin Zhu if the express she sent arrived.

Qin Zhu calculated the time and said it should be today.

Miss Wu just turned off her cell phone.

"Express?" The sound came from the back.

Miss Wu gave a hum.

Pan Jie had eavesdropped on Wu Jiaren's mobile phone before. He knew that she was not a shopper on the Internet. After listening to her for so long, he found that she only received one express delivery. Dongli Shenghua said, "do you often shop online?" He often saw the company's female employees, all day long express delivery.

"I'm very few. It's from my friend. She's traveling to Japan. I asked her to buy some things for me."

"Oh."

Wu went home from work in the evening.

After taking a bath, she turned on the TV and saw the advertisement in it. Then she remembered that when she went home, she forgot to bring up the express.

Finding the key, Miss Wu ran downstairs.

Each of them has a express box downstairs, which is very large and can hold seven or eight small items.

Wu found the mail box with 5-2, put the key into the socket and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, two couriers rolled out of the box.

Bending down, Wu picked up the express and glanced at it. She saw that the delivery place came from Japan. She didn't think much about it. She stood up with the express and was about to close the mailbox door when she saw a lonely paper box lying in the mailbox.

"Another one?"

Miss Wu was a little surprised.

Zhu Zhu said that there were only two of her couriers.

So whose is it?

Wrong mail?

Wu Jiaren put down the express in her left arm and took out the express in the box. I scanned the delivery list and saw that the recipient was her. But the sender, the sender's telephone number and the recipient's telephone number were not written down. On the whole express bill page, there is only one recipient's address and name, as well as the delivery time.

August 25, 2020.

So far, five months have passed.

It's been so long!

Miss Wu was very surprised.

As a qualified police officer, Wu Jiaren will not blindly open a courier with unknown origin. Wu didn't even dare to take it home. She put the express beside her ear, shook it hard, and heard the sound of Dong Dong.