Shen Qingqing was not the first one to notice the existence of jiangfengming, but Enron who turned back inadvertently.
Shen Qingqing is immersed in the meditation of how to move Leng Shaoheng without any distraction.
"Mr. Jiang, when did you come back?" Enron knows Jiang Fengming's Thoughts on Shen Qingqing. When she looks back, she inadvertently looks at Shen Qingqing, which makes her feel sad.
The most painful thing in the world is love.
What's more, Jiang Fengming is such an excellent, elegant and gentle man, who is worthy of women's admiration. Naturally, the feeling of regret becomes stronger and stronger.
Hearing Enron's inquiry, Shen Qingqing realized that she turned around and gave him a smile. She was more polite and less intimate, and said, "President Jiang."
Jiang Fengming converged his emotions and just nodded to them. Without any response, he went back to his office without strabismus.
Shen Qingqing noticed that he was not happy, so he asked suspiciously, "what's the matter with President Jiang today?"
Jiang Fengming has always been very good to the staff. They are all mild and introverted, and rarely show their faces.
Enron nodded and said to himself, "what else can I do? Of course, I'm not happy to hear that you're going to chase Leng Shaoheng. I'm jealous."
But she just thought about it for herself, and didn't say it to Shen Qingqing, so as not to be distracted and affect her mood.
"Maybe it's something that's not going well. Think about it yourself. I'll go in and have a look." Enron said while walking.
Shen Qingqing didn't know that Jiang Fengming was depressed when she heard their conversation, so she didn't rest assured and continued to concentrate on writing love poems.
Before she thought of a better way, she planned to brush her sense of existence with a bunch of flowers and a love poem every day.
When Enron was near the door, he turned back to the tea room to make a cup of coffee, put it in and put it on the desk.
Smelling the aroma of coffee, Jiang Fengming lowered his head, pinched his eyebrow and took it off. He looked up at the steaming coffee. It was the only taste he liked and only drank.
There is a trace of warmth in her bitter heart. She looks at the girl who is somewhat similar to Xueqing. There is a kind of illusion that she saw her sister through her, and a warm smile comes out of the corner of her mouth.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The air is silent, Enron does not leave, biting the corner of the lip to organize the language of comfort.
"What's the matter?" The river breeze calls to return to the spirit, carefully can't check ground picked pick eyebrow, pointed to the next side chair, "sit down to say."
Enron then sat down, and after a few seconds, he gently advised: "Mr. Jiang, now there are not many excellent, handsome and good-natured men like you in the world. If someone doesn't choose you, it's not that you are not good enough, but..."
"What are you trying to say?" Jiang Fengming actually understood her subtext, but it was not what he wanted to hear. He pretended not to understand and interrupted her.
Enron looked at the opposite elegant handsome man, from the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes, see his melancholy.
Get a woman touch will produce great disgust of the strange disease, not easy to meet a woman can be close to, but another person in the heart.
Forget it, don't expose his scar cruelly.
Just don't know anything.
"You are a smart man, so I don't have to say much. I'll go out first if I don't have anything to tell you Enron stood up, smiling as if nothing had happened.
Just walked a few steps, suddenly heard the river wind Ming asked.
"Is Fu Qing good to you?"
Enron surprised, slightly warm heart, back with a smile, said: "thank you Jiang always care, he is very good to me."
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