Shen Qingqing's lips are tight, and her eyes are full of panic and confusion. She has tried her best to control her emotions and try to make her look calm. However, when she got up to pour water, she knocked over the stack of papers at hand.

White paper scattered on the ground, black writing on it, but her vision was blurred.

Enron quickly bent down to help her pick it up. With a look of remorse on her face, she bit her lip and explained, "I'm sorry, ah Qing Qing. I didn't mean to say it just now. I..."

"It doesn't matter. As the news said, his new love is Xie Junmei. I have nothing to do with him." Shen Qingqing forced out a smile worse than crying. She put the scattered papers back on her desk and got up to pick up the water from the water fountain.

She kept persuading herself not to care, which was inevitable, but her heart was still aching and her nails were numb.

This news confirmed her idea, he really took her as a plaything, tired of it will be mercilessly abandoned. But the only way she can recover her dignity is that she asked to leave on her own initiative, instead of waiting for him to be bored and then go out of his wits.

But as soon as I think of the man who called her "Madame" yesterday and drove her home in person, I'll go shopping with other women today. Her chest is like a huge stone oppressed, which makes her breathless and unable to move away.

It wasn't until the water from the fountain overflowed her cup that she suddenly turned off the water valve.

As soon as Jiang Fengming walked into the office, he felt the strange atmosphere. He sat carefully next to the computer working, pursed his lips and didn't dare to say anything. Shen Qingqing looked at the computer screen and didn't know what he was thinking.

He glanced at the water stains on the marble floor and said in a cool voice, "who has made all the water on the floor?"

Shen Qingqing instantly stood up from her seat, looking flustered. "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang. I made it. I'll clean it now!"

Jiang Fengming glanced at her lightly, "Qingqing, you come in with me first. I have something to tell you."

Shen Qingqing slightly cramped behind him into the president's office, Jiang Fengming instead calmly pointed to the opposite chair, "sit down."

"No, Mr. Jiang, I can just stand." She said dryly.

Jiang Fengming narrowed his long and narrow eyes, clear as water, with a trace of secrecy, "that night I had a fever, was it the water and medicine you gave me?"

Shen Qingqing didn't expect that he asked her to come in for this, and nodded in amazement.

"So, the coat you covered for me?" His voice was clear and soft.

Originally, Shen Qingqing didn't think there was anything wrong. Since Leng Shaoheng said it in an ambiguous tone, she felt very embarrassed and quickly explained, "yes, I think President Jiang is shaking, so she casually found a dress to cover it for you."

After hearing this, Jiang Fengming flashed a touch of joy in his alienated eyes. "I accidentally soiled your coat, so I had to buy a new one for you according to your figure. You can see if you like it or not. I think this color matches you very well. If you don't like it, I'll buy another one for you."

Seeing that he took out a paper bag with the words "prda" from under the table, Shen Qingqing couldn't help but stare round.

She had just seen the clothes of this brand yesterday. There were no clothes of less than five digits and no suits of less than six digits in the store. But her coat was just a very ordinary woman's dress, not even a brand, which made her have no courage to take over the paper bag.

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