Chapter 37

Secretary Wu sent Lin Wenwen back to Lu's villa, told the servant a few things according to Lu Jingshen's request, said hello and left.

Lin Wenwen dragged himself up the stairs with his last strength. When he entered the room, he fell into the bed.

Her face was slightly tingling, vaguely thinking of Fang moting's words.

If the fall of the flowerpot is not an accident, then who is going to do it?

Lin Wenwen thought a lot, but she was not sure whether it was because of Fang moting or herself.

If it's Fang moting, he's worth a lot. He was once a man of the hour in the Cloud City who turned his hands to cloud and covered his hands with rain. It's not surprising that some of his enemies arrived.

It's not entirely impossible for her. After all, Wang Aiping, her stepmother, just killed her not long ago, and Lu Jingshen didn't tell her where Zhang Feng was.

Is it Wang Aiping?

Or

Lin Wenwen speculated about these entangled things, everything seemed to be a knot, it was helpless.

Time is moving forward without delay, and will not stay for even one second because of sympathy. Thinking, even she didn't know when she suddenly fell asleep.

When he woke up again, Lin Wenwen faintly felt that the tingling on his face was replaced by a kind of cold feeling, very comfortable.

When she opened her eyes, it was dark outside the window. There was no light in the room. By the light of the bathroom, she vaguely saw Lu Jingshen's side face. She was lowering her head and using an ice bag to relieve Lin Wenwen's swelling. Her movements were very light.

"You wake up. You can sleep." Lu Jingshen did not stop the action on his hand, just spit out a few words.

"Well, what time is it?" Just wake up of Lin Wenwen voice still hang a trace of dumb, low voice line seems a little lazy.

"Ten zero eight." Said the landing depth of field, put down the ice bag, simple finishing, while walking outside the door, said to Lin Wenwen, "cooked noodles, come down to eat."

Lu Jingshen's cold, low and dumb voice is full of magnetism and charm. In the room without the light on, he quickly surrounded Lin Wenwen like a wild vine.

She stretched her waist and felt more comfortable. Her face didn't hurt as much as it did in the afternoon. Looking at herself in the bathroom mirror, the redness and swelling on her face really subsided, which relieved Lin Wen.

As she walked out of the bathroom, she took a look at the medicine box on the table. There were several used ice bags in it. Her heart trembled, and there was something shining in her eyes.

She sorted herself out and went downstairs.

Lu Jingshen has already put the cooked noodles on the table. The bowl is still steaming. The taste of mushrooms is very obvious in the restaurant. It's Lin Wenwen's favorite noodles of shredded pork with mushrooms.

"You cooked it?" Lin Wenwen bowed his head, smelled the smell and swallowed his saliva secretly.

"Yes." Lu Jingshen didn't look up, just issued a syllable coldly.

Lin Wenwen didn't speak any more. They ate noodles quietly, just like the temporary table guests in the restaurant. They just wanted to eat as soon as possible and pay to leave.

This is the pattern they have been used to for three years, so the strange atmosphere of life seems to others, but it doesn't make Lin Wenwen and Lu Jingshen uncomfortable.

It's very late, so the servants have had a rest. Lu Jingshen cleans up the dishes and chopsticks neatly. The sound of the tap saves the silence like suffocation at this moment.

Lin Wenwen sat there looking at Lu Jingshen's back, scenes like film movies, silently and quickly rolling back and forth in his mind.

Is he in love with him? Lin Wenwen's answer is uncertain.

It's just that every time she encounters danger, what she thinks is Lu Jingshen's face. Seeing him, she feels inexplicably safe.

Although sometimes, Lin Wenwen is also afraid of him.

Although, Lin Wenwen also desperately want to support himself in front of Lu Jingshen, that little bit of self-esteem.

"Going to work tomorrow?" Lu Jingshen asked Lin Wenwen without looking back.

"Well, go." Lin Wenwen nodded to herself. She didn't know why she didn't go to work. If it was because of the injury on her face, she had already thought about it. It should be no problem if she put on makeup.

"Whatever you want." Lu Jingshen washed the bowl and wiped the water on his hands. He dropped a word coldly, then turned and went upstairs into the study.

If Lin Wenwen remembers correctly, this is the first time that Lu Jingshen washed dishes.

Even though he used to cook by himself occasionally before, after dinner, he always left it to the servant to wash the dishes or put it there for Lin Wenwen to clean up.

Because he slept for a long time during the day, Lin Wenwen didn't feel sleepy at all. She slumped in the sofa of the living room, because she always didn't understand the time difference, so she finally dialed moyan'er.

Chatting may be a good way to pass the long night, but the evening smoke didn't give her this opportunity.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, sorry..."

In the end, Linunwin chose bubble drama, and Lu Jingshen never came out in his study.

"When it comes to investment, you can hit the deposit. As for when to execute, let it go for the time being, and you can arrange it. Don't make trouble out of it. " Lu Jingshen called secretary Wu in his study, although it was already 1:30 in the morning.

But secretary Wu has long been used to it, because President Lu never paid attention to time when he explained things.

So when I was just following Lu Jingshen, because I turned off my cell phone to sleep at night, I was pried by Ling Chen, a member of Lu Jingshen's staff, to open the door at three o'clock and brought it out of my home. After I nearly got a heart attack, secretary Wu developed the habit of 24-hour on call.

In his work, Lu Jingshen is not at all approachable and has many means. This is what Lin Wenwen learned later. So as long as Lu Jingshen enters his study, no one dares to disturb him.

Lin Wenwen finally fell asleep at dawn, and was finally called by the servant who got up to clean.

"What about Lu Jingshen?" Lin Wenwen asked casually.

"Sir is out of the house."

"Oh," Lin Wenwen answered, not even noticing which servant was coming back.

After washing, she put on a make-up with great care, not for anything else, but try not to let people see the color on her face.

When Lin Wenwen was walking on the road, he felt the sun was particularly dazzling today, but the wind was chilly.

Once in Tianyin media, Lin Wenwen felt some strange atmosphere. Many people looked up and down secretly. They were afraid that Lin Wenwen would see it, but they kept talking openly and blatantly.

Before he got to his position, Lin Wenwen saw from a distance that Linda rushed to him with a smile. He deliberately showed his pride, which made Lin feel uncomfortable.

Linda went to Lin Wenwen and took her arm affectionately, deliberately showing intimacy. "Wenwen, you're coming. Ouch, your face seems a little swollen? Are you ok? "

Although Lin Wenwen has tried to cover up with makeup, but the sharp eyed Linda still saw something strange.

In fact, women pay more attention to each other than men.

Linda deliberately raised the volume, exaggerated tone is to attract colleagues to pay more attention to Lin Wenwen.

This makes Lin Wenwen a little disgusted. She pulls out the arm that is encircled by Linda and just coldly replies, "it's OK. It's just inflammation of wisdom teeth."

Due to Tang Xiaoge's sudden hospitalization, many notices have to be rescheduled. In addition, she didn't know what to do with the contract she was forced to sign that day. Lin Mei couldn't get through all the time, which left Lin Wenwen in a mess.

So all morning, she kept calling to arrange for Tang Xiaoge's announcement and documents to be reprocessed.

But in the break to pour coffee in the lounge, she still felt the stabbing eyes of her colleagues.

Lin Wenwen felt a little strange, so he went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror for a long time. Except his face was swollen, there was nothing wrong with it.

And because of the makeup is not obvious, not to the point that people pay more attention.

When Lin Wenwen clearly heard the people coming in outside the toilet mention her name, she subconsciously hid in the toilet.

……

"Do you see that Lin Wenwen is like a man who has nothing to do?"

"Yes, if I were you, I would die."

"Come on, you're not the same as her. People depend on this to eat. They've been used to it for a long time."

"But after all, who posted this on the company's intranet? Did she offend anyone? "

"What's strange about that? She's always arrogant. There must be a lot of people who don't like her."

"Well, don't talk about her. Don't be heard by her."

"We can't afford to offend people who are so hard backstage."

"Well? Is your lipstick the new one... "

"Yes, I'll tell you..."

The lesbians who came in to mend makeup and gossip walked out. All this was heard in Lin Wenwen's ears. She leaned against the door of the toilet, closed her eyes, sighed, and rubbed the position of the temple with her fingers.

Make sure everyone went far, Lin Wenwen just pushed the door to come out, obviously, she did not see the company's intranet.

She was alone with her hands on the washing table, with something strange in her heart.

But two minutes later, Lin Wenwen knew that she was not the only one hiding in the toilet.

A girl with short hair and ears is pushing the door out of the toilet. She should be waiting for no one to come out, but she never thought that Lin Wenwen was standing outside and never left.

When she saw Lin Wenwen, she was startled and a little at a loss.