Song Sirui's client is a successful woman who lives in a high-end residential area. Jiang Wangshu wanted to wait for him downstairs, but song Sirui insisted that she go up, with a kind of unspeakable desire on her face.

"What's the matter with you? Say what you want. "

Song Sirui doesn't mean it very much. "It's her... It's a little bit between us..."

from Song Sirui's intermittent words and hesitant look, relying on her natural intuition, Jiang Wangshu asked him, "you female clients won't like you, will you?"

Song Sirui nods difficultly, "but I don't like her, I don't like her this kind of strong woman type, but she always pesters me."

Jiang Wangshu knew that because he was a customer, even if he didn't like it, he couldn't refuse it, but he was very troubled, so he could not explain it clearly.

"It's OK. I'll go up with you. If there's an outsider, she should be too embarrassed to say anything."

Song Sirui nodded, but he held her before he went up. "I know you have a boyfriend, but the situation is special for a while. If she asks if you are my girlfriend, just don't say anything. If she doesn't say anything, she will understand."

Jiang Wangshu thought to himself that he would never see you again as long as he didn't speak, and it was not a lie, so he agreed.

Song Sirui has music in her heart. When she rings the doorbell, song Sirui's female client opens the door. On a cold day, she is wearing a long shirt and holding a red wine glass. She sees song Sirui's face brightened and Jiang Wangshu's smile faded.

"Miss Wu."

The woman surnamed Wu looked back and forth at Jiang Wangshu. She seemed to have seen her, but she couldn't remember where. When she asked them to go in, she kept thinking about where they had seen her.

Jiang Wangshu regarded himself as a smiling dummy. After he went in, he basically didn't say a word except for the necessary polite words.

When they talked about work, she pretended to be deaf and dumb. However, compared with work, Miss Wu was obviously more curious about Jiang Wangshu. In the middle of work, she suddenly brought the topic to Jiang Wangshu and asked song Sirui, "who are you? friend? Or... Girlfriend? "

Jiang Wangshu still smiles, and song Sirui also smiles. No one talks, but silence is better than sound. On the contrary, silence can make people more convinced of their inner guess.

Instead of showing any dissatisfaction or anger, Miss Wu turned her head and asked Jiang Wangshu, "have we met somewhere?"

Jiang Wangshu was stunned, began to recall, and finally shook his head, "do you have it?"

Miss Wu looked back and forth at her, and finally nodded very definitely, "we must have met. I have a good memory. Even if I can't remember the person I met, I will have a general impression. We have definitely met."

She said Jiang Wangshu was curious, and her memory was not bad, but she couldn't remember where she had met this man.

It's song Sirui who breaks the embarrassment in time, drags her after talking about her work, and doesn't stay for a moment.

When they came out, even song Sirui was curious, "have you met someone new?"

"No, I don't remember meeting her. It must have been a mistake."

That's what she said, but it's hard to avoid murmuring in her heart. If I haven't seen her, how can Miss Wu say that?

She couldn't figure it out, but soon the answer came out by herself.

When she came back from Miss Wu, she went to the building materials market with song Sirui again. The decoration is a big project. From top to bottom, everything has to be taken care of.

Not long after they left, Miss Wu finally remembered where she had met Jiang Wangshu. She hesitated before she called him, but when she finally called to tell him about it, she couldn't see that she hesitated.

Fu Yu'an received a phone call and almost didn't smash the office.

Ji Cheng comes to find him. When he hears the news, he opens the door. As soon as he goes in, a folder flies towards him. Fortunately, he hides in time without danger.

"What are you doing? I don't want the office. How about demolishing the house? "

Fu Yu'an's chest heaved and puffed. Obviously, he was very angry. He lit a cigarette and smoked to the end before he managed to calm down.

Ji Cheng didn't see him in such a big fire for a long time. He picked up the ashtray on the ground and asked him, "what's the matter? What are you angry with? "

"Good for her."

"She?" Ji Cheng responds to who it is, "what's the matter?"

"The front foot quarrels with me, the back foot goes to see the customer with someone, and it's a couple. If someone doesn't recognize her and call me, I'm still in the dark!"

It was a serious thing, but Ji Cheng couldn't help laughing after hearing it.

Fu Yu'an stares at him, "if you are sick, go to see a doctor. Don't come to me crazy."

Ji Cheng stopped laughing and said, "people say that women's intelligence quotient in love is negative. It turns out that this also works for men. Look at how you are now. Really, it's just like the shrew who splashes on the street."Fu Yu'an looks in the eyes and warns Ji Cheng to shut up. After a while, he explains to him again, "Xiaojiang is something you grew up watching. From her rebellious adolescence to her graduation, you have participated in the most important stages of her life. What kind of person do you think she is?"

Fu Yu'an smokes a cigarette hard. "I'm really afraid I can't see her under my nose."

Ji Cheng tut tut two, "years ago, the plane accident, you did not look at, but we can all see clearly, it is really two days lost a big circle, it is like a changed person, the mobile phone charged with electricity in front of the face that do not take off, eyes blinking stare, I am worried that she is blind."

Said and sighed, "Xiaojiang girl heart have you, we all see clearly, anyway you say she turned and with others good, I don't believe, maybe there is something hidden, I know you are very angry now, but again angry that can vent anger on his girlfriend?"

Fu Yu'an wants to smile or not, "don't stand and talk, don't have a backache. It's Ling Ling. Are you calm?"

Ji Cheng imagined for a moment, very sure of shaking his head, "that can't, even if it's fake, I have to beat him out."

Fu Yu'an puts on his coat, moves his muscles and bones, grabs the car key and goes out, "clean up here."

Ji Cheng ran after him and said, "no, let's talk about it. If you go out like this, you'll be killed..."

"I'm not a three-year-old."

"If you really do it, who knows if you can still grasp the propriety."

Fu Yu'an got on the elevator and looked at him, "I know the weight."