Chapter 48

On the way back, Yan Shiqi dejectedly took out his mobile phone to look at the time, and unexpectedly found two wechat messages sent half an hour ago.

As soon as she opened the chat box, her tired mood was swept away, just like walking in the fire and meeting a shower, which made her heart and bones relaxed and spread, and her lips subconsciously stirred up a smile.

Yu: out?

The other is official account advertisement.

Inkstone when seven holding a mobile phone, tapping the screen, with unspeakable palpitation, fell into the heart, she replied to Qin Baiyu, "well, went to Licheng University."

Back to the end of the message, inkstone seven time to take back the line of sight, the other side has seconds back.

Yu: what's up?

When inkstone seven hesitated how to answer, the mobile phone vibrated, the phone skillfully.

She didn't speak when she pressed the answer button.

At the other end of the mobile phone, there was a voice of conversation, but it soon became quiet, "why don't you talk?"

The man's deep voice, with the patience of ironing emotion, comes into the ear, and runs continuously along the eardrum into the heart of the mind.

She pursed her lips, but she couldn't press down the rising corners of her mouth. Her complex emotions seemed to be woven into a net, which wrapped her tightly and precipitated for a moment, then she said in a voice: "nothing, you don't have to worry."

Even when inkstone seven deliberately convergence mood, but the man is still acutely aware of her languid decadent tone.

"Where is it now?"

"On the way home."

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Qin Baiyu's steady voice again came, "if there is no other arrangement, come to our company."

"What's the matter?"

It's less than 4 p.m., so Qin Baiyu should be a busy time.

Suddenly let her go to the company, inkstone when seven some confused.

"Come here first, Zhuo Han is waiting for you downstairs!"

Hang up the phone, inkstone when seven can only command the driver to turn head to Qin's real estate headquarters.

Licheng university is not far away from Qin. In less than 15 minutes, the car stopped steadily on the high building street.

Sure enough, outside the glass door of the lobby, Zhuo Han stood in the sun wearing a professional gray suit. When he saw Yan, he got out of the car. He hurried forward politely and respectfully, "Miss Yan, here you are!"

"Long wait."

"Soon, I've just come down."

Zhuo Han leads Yan Shiqi to the top floor by the president's elevator all the way. When passing employees see this scene, they cast their eyes curiously.

The relationship between the president and Yan Shiqi should be sealed and announced soon?!

Qin Baiyu is not in the president's office.

About five minutes later, he arrived late, still holding a stack of documents in his hand. When he pushed the door to see the inkstone, his deep eyebrows and eyes became soft, and his voice became warm and clear: "have you been here for a long time?"

Yan Shiqi was sitting on the sofa with a bag on his leg. His nails were spinning buttons and shaking his head slowly. "No, I just arrived."

Words fall, her eyes slowly fall on the document in the man's hand, remember the voice of discussion in the phone before, guess he may be in a meeting, inkstone seven can't help but blame, "you are so busy why still call me over, I don't want to delay your work."

The man put the file slowly, turned to look at her feint anger, with a smile did not speak, spin around the boss desk, open the drawer, took out a gift box from inside, "last time did not say like my photo frame."

Inkstone when seven lip petals micro open face dew surprised, he even remember!

Qin Baiyu pushed the gift box on the table with her slender fingertips. Seeing her surprised look, her thick eyebrows were slightly picked, and her dark eyes were a little pondering, "how? Don't like it again? "

"No! Yes, I do. "

Yan Shiqi gets up with a slightly embarrassed expression and goes forward to hold the gift box in her arms. She can't tell Qin Baiyu that she actually wants to peek at the photos in his photo frame.