"I'm not the only one in the publicity department."
"But now you are here."
She is now his employee. If he wants to, he will have to bow his head and not look up. If he wants to, it is impossible to make a clean break.
Jiang Wangshu is now like a fish in his hand. He shakes his tail and moves his lips, but he has no ability to escape.
, on the other day, she did not listen to the words he said, but she never has the final say.
She thought of a passage she had read on the Internet. Women want to break up, but men don't agree. Most of them can't get rid of it. But men want to break up. That's the real road to heaven. They don't communicate with each other.
What about all the things she said and did before? Wasted time?
After driving for more than 40 minutes, he finally got to the city. Jiang Wangshu asked to get off on the way. Wen tezhu looked at Fu Yu an in the rearview mirror. Fu Yu an looked down at his mobile phone. The meaning was very clear, but he didn't agree.
Wentezhu had to drive on, "where are you going? There's a car. It's so convenient. It'll take you to the right place. "
Jiang Wangshu pointed to the intersection in front of him, "just put me there. I'll go down and find a hotel for one night."
Wentezhu also suggested, "I know a hotel is not bad, the environment is good, I'll take you there."
Even where she lives.
Jiang Wangshu said, "the hotel you mentioned doesn't need to go there. I know I can't afford it. I'd better find it myself."
"Then find a business hotel. There's another one not far ahead. I'll take you there."
To put it clearly is to send the Buddha to the west, not the people to the west, and never give up.
Jiang Wangshu accepted his fate and had to agree.
Business hotel is not expensive, more than 200 per night, just right for her income.
She gets off to check in at the front desk of the hotel, and Fu Yu'an follows him. Jiang Wangshu ignores him, takes the room card, and presses the elevator to go upstairs.
Fu Yu'an also goes up with her. When the front desk of the hotel sees that they are together, they think they want two people to live in, so they call Fu Yu'an and ask him for the certificate.
He said to give it away, but he followed without looking back.
As soon as the elevator door closed, Fu Yu'an appeared.
Jiang Wangshu didn't know why. Seeing him suddenly appear, he suddenly trembled in his heart. "Do you always have to stay in a hotel if you don't come back?"
The word "home" came out of her mouth now with some sarcasm. She didn't like to hear it.
"If you invite me, I can stay."
Jiang Wangshu rolled his eyes, "dream of you."
She didn't want to invite him in or anything, but Fu Yu'an was always following her and didn't let him go to the door.
Jiang Wangshu finally asked, "what are you going to do?"
He grabbed the room card in her hand, opened the door and pushed her forward.
Jiang Wangshu became angry, raised his hand and slapped him, "what are you mad about? Get out of here
Fu Yu'an didn't hide, but he didn't turn his face. He pressed him step by step, and Jiang Wangshu was defeated. Finally he came to the bedside and Fu Yu'an pushed her to the bed.
She cursed and was about to sit up. Fu Yu'an took off her high-heeled shoes. When she saw a blood blister on her thumb, her heart pulled, "how did you do that?"
At that time, when I was in the R & D room, I saw that her walking posture was not right, so I noticed the shoes she was wearing, high-heeled shoes. She was tall, and wearing high-heeled shoes made her look even taller. So she generally didn't wear high-heeled shoes, and the office didn't ask what you had to wear. There must be another reason why her feet were worn like this.
For a long time just to come up and see her feet.
She shrunk her legs and said, "women wear high-heeled shoes, nine out of ten wear their feet, making a fuss."
"Did you run a marathon in high heels?"
"Mr. Fu is really considerate of his subordinates. Such a small matter is worth your concern."
"You don't have to be weird with me. I know you're complaining about me. If you're angry, just say it."
She is still that pair of tone, "how dare I, I'm just a small shrimp who can be flattened by human flesh."
"Blame me for letting you read the manual over and over again, or blame me for letting you come?"
"I don't understand what you're up to?"
He said it himself, and Jiang Wangshu couldn't put it on. His face changed immediately.
"I don't want to do anything." He stared into her eyes. "I just want to be nice to you."
She guessed what he was going to say and said, "you want to say that Meng fan's children are not yours. You have nothing to do with Meng fan, do you? You have explained this last time, and I have said it. I believe you really don't have to emphasize it with me again and again. "
"But you don't believe it. You don't believe a word I said."
"Do I believe it matters?"
"It's important."She lay back on the bed, looking at the overhead chandelier, leaning to the side with the window, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have provoked you."
More should not mind a hot, an impulse to agree with him.
In the past, I couldn't bear to like it any more. Why couldn't I bear it for a while? Knowing the result clearly, today's everything is not unexpected. How can we not insist at the beginning?
She liked him first. Since when? Maybe it was in senior three, on the way home.
The third year of senior high school has heavy schoolwork. Every night after self-study, it's already 11 o'clock in the evening. Her home is not far from school. She usually walks home for three years. She never thought that there would be an accident one day.
That day, she said goodbye to Lingling at the intersection and went home. On the way back, she had to go through an alley. At 11 p.m., almost all the residents in the alley had fallen asleep, so every time she passed here, she was quiet. But today, there were a few drunk people squatting at the entrance of the alley, some were wearing vests and shorts, some were wearing gold chains, and their hair was dyed The colorful, smoking mouth, squatting in the alley mouth, swearing what to say.
Jiang Wangshu hesitated when she went in. After going out through the alley, she could go directly to the entrance of her residential area. But if she didn't go there, she would have to go around two more intersections. It would take 15 minutes more. She weighed it in her heart and decided to go from the alley.
Several youths whistled at her and called "beauty".
Jiang Wangshu didn't pay any attention. He walked faster and faster, almost in a trot.
But the voice behind him didn't stop. Instead, it was getting closer and closer. The alley was dim. I don't know how many years the lights had been used. There were signs that they were going to burn down. Flickering, the atmosphere created at this moment was more and more terrible.
The footsteps behind her are getting closer and closer. Jiang Wangshu is scared to death and dare not stop. So he turns walking into running. But the footsteps behind him are also in a hurry. The pursuers are obviously faster than her.