Zhao Siqing doesn't like this kind of social intercourse at all, but since he has come, he has to make full use of his face.

Zhu Wencheng's eyes fell on Zhao Siqing, and a touch of amazement flashed across his eyes.

Women have white skin and delicate facial features.

With a little coldness in the dry, a pair of eyes like bringing a bright moon, surrounded by clouds and mountains, is a refreshing fragrance.

"You must be Dr. Zhao. It's better to meet him than to be famous. I didn't expect that Dr. Zhao was such a beautiful woman." Zhu Wencheng held out his hand enthusiastically, boasting that he was used to beauty, but was still distracted by Zhao Siqing.

It seems that Gu Anhui didn't cheat him!

Zhao Siqing looked at him and said, "I'm sorry. I have a fever these two days, so it's not convenient to shake hands with you."

Zhu Wencheng was stunned, and then he said with a smile, "it's ok No harm. "

Zhu Wencheng is a man in his thirties. He is very young compared with the people here.

Zhao Siqing carefully observed this man's look. His feet were floating and his eyes were empty, as if he had been hollowed out by wine. Strictly speaking, his appearance is pretty good, but his temperament is too poor, he is a little timid, but it's just that there are some contradictions between his speech and behavior.

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and thought.

This contradictory temperament can only explain one situation.

I wish Wen Cheng a successful family life. I just made him look like a dog with money.

"Mr. Wang, we signed the contract before eating, so we have no worries." Kimberly looked and spoke to the deputy manager.

"Don't worry I didn't sign the contract with you immediately this time, because I think some details of the regulations in the contract can be modified. " The deputy manager opened with a smile.

On this side, Jin Beibei is busy urging the contract, while on the other side, Zhu Wencheng is directly changing to Zhao Siqing's side.

"Dr. Zhao is just here. I don't know where he is not used to it." Zhu Wencheng, holding on to the edge of Zhao Siqing's armchair, keeps approaching tentatively.

Zhao Siqing said quietly, "everything is OK."

"I heard that Dr. Zhao is a famous psychologist. It's a coincidence. I happen to have some problems. I don't know if Dr. Zhao can help me out."

is close to it. Zhao Siqing can smell some sweet perfume on Zhu Wencheng's body, which makes her somewhat bored.

"What is Mr. Huang's feeling of depression? Or what do you think is the problem? "

"To put it this way Ah, some are hard to say. In fact, it is mainly... "

Before I finished, Zhao Siqing's cell phone rang.

"Sorry." Zhao Siqing looked at the mobile phone, just wanted to give Nalan a big ace.

It's a timely call.

Zhao Siqing turns away from the box and goes to the end of the corridor to answer the phone. He doesn't want to care about Zhu Wencheng's illness at all.

Zhu Wencheng looked at Zhao Siqing's back and hurriedly followed him.

*At this moment, Huo Jingchen, on the other side of the corridor, walked out of the other box without expression under the compliments of several people. His face was cold and fierce, and his air pressure was particularly gloomy.

He thinks she thinks so much. If he stays at the seaside all the time, he will find her out of control.

Simply, he came to Linshi directly, thinking that he could stand away from her for a long time.

But as soon as he thought that Zhao Siqing would remember his past life, he dared not go forward.

If she really remembered, would she choose to leave again.

Or, would rather die than look at him again.