Chapter 19

When Fu Jingshuang followed Song Baizhou in line to register again, it felt like yesterday.

The last time he accompanied her to see a doctor was when he signed the agreement on Fu Qin's treatment rights.

At that time, it was the third meeting between her and Song Baizhou. In the narrow elevator, both of them seemed a little cramped.

Standing in the elevator now, he was still silent, and she felt extremely at ease and at ease.

After seeing a doctor, fortunately the finger was not broken, only the upper layer of the phalanx was slightly worn.

Fu Jingshuang walked slowly behind him. There were a lot of people queuing up to get the medicine, so she had to stand by and wait.

Song Baizhou's height of 1.9 meters stood out in the crowd. When she saw him, she suddenly remembered the scene when Zhou Yuchuan took her to the hospital to see a doctor.

When Song Baizhou looked in her direction, she lowered her head slightly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was gradually disappearing.

The team moved a little slowly, and Fu Jingshuang stood a little tired. She went to the chair beside her and waited for him. When she looked away, the tall and straight figure caught her attention, and it stood out from the crowd.

She stood up, looked carefully, and confirmed that the person was Jiang Tian who was supposed to be in the Jiang Group, and there was a graceful woman walking beside him.

His hands wrapped around the woman's slender waist intimately, and the two of them were so close that they thought they were a loving couple.

When she saw this scene, even though the other party was her fiancé, there was no disturbance in her heart.

This behavior is very consistent with his ruffian, she is not surprised.

From the first time she saw him, she could tell at a glance that he would not be a good man with three obediences and four virtues. The surprise that flashed in her eyes was just admiring her beauty, just like admiring a beautiful oil painting. Simple and pure.

He got engaged to her because of Jiang Yannian's pressure.

"The medicine is finished, we can go." The voice next to her ear brought her back to her thoughts.

Fu Jingshuang turned her head and smiled at him, "Thank you for your hard work."

Before leaving, she had a phone call with Jiang Yannian, and then went to the third floor.

Song Baizhou stood outside the door waiting for her, and when she saw the person in front of the hospital bed again, she could tell that her complexion was much better than it was half a month ago.

Fu Jingshuang sat in the ward for a while, then left, and returned to her office, more motivated to immerse herself in the documents.

She swore in her heart that she must make herself stronger.

In the past few days, because her finger was injured, although she didn't hurt her bones, it was unavoidably inconvenient to do things, so Jiang Yannian simply sent Song Baizhou as an assistant for her.

Hearing this, Fu Jingshuang was overjoyed.

When Song Baizhou was driven into her room, he had a reluctance on his face.

"Did I offend you?" She looked at the man in front of her and asked.

Song Baizhou didn't react, "?"

She put down the pen in her hand and rested her right hand on her chin, "Then why do you always avoid me recently? Even coming to be my assistant is very reluctant."

"Miss Fu, you think too much."

The man stood in front of her with a tall and tall figure, with a straight face, looking forward, the firmness in his eyes was a little... a little silly.

Fu Jingshuang found it interesting that he looked serious, "Song Baizhou, am I your instructor?"

Song Baizhou glanced at her, walked to her side silently, and tidied up the somewhat messy desk for her.

When eating at night, Fu Jingshuang asked Song Baizhou to feed her herself by using the excuse of her hand hurting.

And he finally looked forward to dinner time, and was stopped by her before he had time to leave.

He frowned, "I remember Miss Fu injured her left hand, right?"

His meaning is obvious, if you want him to feed, don't even think about it.

The woman sitting on the sofa let out a long sigh, "I have to look at so many things every day, my hands are cramped, and my left hand is still aching, I can't relax even if I want to."

Song Baizhou looked at her pitiful expression, hesitated again and again, and finally compromised and walked to her side and sat down.

He rolled up his cuffs, showing a strong wrist, looked at the dishes on the table, picked up the chopsticks and asked her, "Miss Fu, which one do you want to eat?"

She pointed to one of the dishes, and the moment she ate it in her mouth, she was satisfied.

When she was six percent full, she lost her appetite.

However, she just wanted to tease him on purpose, and her eyes were fixed on his tense face.

When it landed on his lips, it was light pink. His upper lip was relatively thin, while his lower lip was full, which looked delicious.

She didn't open her mouth when the food was brought to her mouth, but stared at his lips and swallowed.

Song Baizhou felt her hot gaze, and unconsciously pursed his lips, not knowing what she was paying attention to.

When he was trying to figure out what she was thinking, she suddenly stepped over his extended arm, and a bright face magnified in front of his eyes.

Song Baizhou immediately jumped up from the sofa, and the food caught on the chopsticks just fell on her... chest.

For a moment, the air seemed to be stagnant in the air. Just when Song Baizhou was thinking about what to say, the stagnation of the air was broken by a chuckle.

She raised her head, her eyes were full of smiles, "Song Baizhou, can I understand that you are implying me?"

He put the chopsticks on the table, leaving only a running back.

Fu Jingshuang felt quite speechless, she was just joking with him, as for?

Until her hand was repaired, Song Baizhou kept a distance from her on purpose, she made fun of herself, and never deliberately teased him again.

At the end of the month, a group of Jiang family's bodyguards were on vacation, including Song Baizhou. Without Song Baizhou by her side, Fu Jingshuang would spend the whole day immersed in the last stack of documents.

It wasn't until dusk faded that the information in her hand was almost readable.

Fu Jingshuang closed the last page of the book, lay down on the back of the chair behind her, stretched her waist, and suddenly felt a lot less tired all over her body.

She turned on the phone and looked at the time on the screen. Zhang Yao invited her to dinner tonight, and there was only one hour left before the appointed time.

Fu Jingshuang put on her bag, turned around and went out the door.

When leaving the company, the sun in the sky had already disappeared into the clouds, and the red sunset in the distance dyed half of the sky red, and the cold purple cloud below made it even more radiant.

With the advent of July, Jincheng is getting hotter and hotter. Even the evening breeze is mixed with a trace of heat, curling up her hair, revealing a bright and pure face.

Fu Jingshuang walked into the crowd facing the wind. It was already past the end of get off work time. When walking on the street, there were not too many people on the street, at least it didn't feel crowded.

In the evening, she and Zhang Yao ate barbecue. The barbecue restaurant was the one they had been to before, and it was near the DK club.

In summer, the barbecue shop is not as lively as in winter, and the two chat while eating.

She didn't eat two bites of rice at noon, and Fu Jingshuang didn't hear anything when the food came. Most of the time, she was the one who listened to Zhang Yao gossip about the company.

After the gossip was over, the company began to gossip about her, "How is your progress with Young Master Jiang? You are so seductive, he must not be able to control it."

After Fu Jingshuang finished chewing the pork belly in her mouth, she replied flatly, "He and I will play in our own way without interfering with each other."

(End of this chapter)

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