Sweet and dregs, being pinched and petted by the abstinent bodyguard!

Chapter 35 If it is used on me, it may not feel fragrant
Fu Jingshuang turned around, opened the car door and sat in. When closing the door, she purposely made a loud noise to express her dissatisfaction.

And Song Baizhou, who was still standing there, could feel Fu Jingshuang's anger no matter how unpredictable she was.

Could it be that he said something wrong?

When Fu Jingshuang was sitting in the office, she was staring at the few documents in her hand seriously, but the slight noise in the room distracted her attention.

She raised her head and saw Song Baizhou squatting on the ground, as if looking for something.

She asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

Song Baizhou immediately stood up when he heard the sound, his eyelids trembled, "It's nothing."

"If you're tired from standing, go and sit on the sofa."

"I am not tired."

Fu Jingshuang glanced at him, then turned her attention back to the document in her hand.

Before looking at it for a while, the movement in the room forced her to raise her head again. She frowned slightly and asked him, "What are you looking for?"

Today's him is especially wrong. In the past, when he was with him, he stood beside him honestly and hardly made a sound.

Fu Jingshuang stood up and walked towards him, trying to find the answer from his dodging eyes.

She stared at his face, which made Song Baizhou feel more and more guilty.

The two were so close that she could smell the heady scent of soap on his body. She smiled suddenly, "Song Baizhou, what brand of soap do you use? It smells so good."

He took a step back, "It's just...ordinary soap, I don't know what brand it is."

Seeing her smiling and not saying a word, he said again, "If Miss Fu likes it, I can give you a piece next time I buy it."

"No, if you use it on me, it may not feel fragrant."

What she said was vague, and Song Baizhou, who had never experienced the relationship between a man and a woman, couldn't understand it for a while.

He just found it strange that the same soap smells the same no matter who is used on it.

Fu Jingshuang turned around and returned to her seat, continuing to bury her head in the piles of documents.

This time, the quietness of the past was finally restored in the house, except for the sound of pages being turned.

Before she knew it, two hours had passed, and when she looked up from the file, she was the only one left in the office, and she didn't know when the man left.

And the man who quietly disappeared from the office was driving to the hospital.

When we arrived at the hospital, as soon as we got into the elevator, we bumped into Jiang Tian who was coming down from the third floor.

He called out respectfully, "President Xiao Jiang."

At this time, Jiang Tian's cell phone rang, he nodded to him, took out his cell phone and picked it up.

After entering the elevator, Song Baizhou pressed the number "6".

However, Jiang Tian, ​​who got out of the elevator, did not leave directly. He stood in the elevator and indirectly made a phone call. After hanging up the phone, he noticed that the number marked on the elevator stopped at the sixth floor instead of the third floor.

He walked to the hospital lobby, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the overall composition of the hospital. Behind the sixth floor was the DNA testing room.

Seeing this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a gleam of light flashed in his cold eyes, and he already had some kind of guess in his heart.

Sixth floor, DNA testing room.

At twelve o'clock at noon, it is reasonable to say that at this point, the doctor has already left work, and there is only a young male doctor sitting in front of the computer desk in the testing room of 609.

When Song Baizhou walked in, Yan Hao immediately stood up from the chair, helped his eyes on the bridge of his nose, raised his head and looked at the tall man in front of him, "Are you the one sent by Mr. Jiang?"

He nodded and took out a small bag from his pocket, "This is Miss Fu Jingshuang's hair."

After Yan Hao took the things, he smiled, "Don't worry, Uncle Jiang, I will send the test results over in three days."
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At noon, Zhou Minglan came out of Jiang Yannian's ward with an insulated box, when Yan Hao, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, walked over, holding a DNA test report in his hand.

Zhou Minglan had a pretty good impression of him, so she took the initiative to greet him, "Doctor Yan."

Yan Hao's father and Jiang Yannian were classmates, and the two had a little friendship. During the holidays, Yan Hao would buy some gifts and visit Jiang Yannian's old house.

The relationship between the two has always been good. Yan Hao is a small doctor who can work in the city hospital, and Jiang Yannian is also there to help him. Therefore, when Jiang Yannian asked him to do something, he agreed without hesitation.

As for this matter, although he didn't know the reason, he knew that it must be kept absolutely secret.

Yan Hao didn't expect this sudden meeting, and when he realized it, he quietly folded the report card in his hand.

He smiled and greeted her, "Aunt Jiang, are you here to visit Uncle Jiang?"

No matter how fast he moved, Zhou Minglan still caught a glimpse of the test sheet in his hand and pretended not to know, "I remember that the department where Dr. Yan works is on the sixth floor, why come over to the inpatient department when you have time?"

Yan Hao laughed twice, and replied, "I'm not busy at noon, after dinner, I just want to come and see Mr. Jiang."

"Doctor Yan really has a heart."

As she said that, she turned to the side, "Then you go, your Uncle Jiang just had dinner, and you can chat with him for a while before he rests."

Yan Hao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and nodded to her, "Auntie, pay attention to safety on the way back, I will go in first."

Zhou Minglan watched him leave with a smile, and when he turned around and entered Jiang Yannian's ward, the smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by a chill.

She just caught a glimpse of the two eye-catching names "Fu Jingshuang" and "Jiang Yannian" on the test report in his hand. She knew exactly which department Yan Hao was in the hospital.

It seems that her suspicion last time seems... to be true.

Now, it is necessary for her to go to the company.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Jingshuang and Secretary Wu had just come back from the outside, when the secretary said that Mrs. Jiang was waiting for her in the office.

She walked into the office thoughtfully, and saw Zhou Minglan sitting gracefully on the sofa reading a book.

Seeing her come in, she immediately put down the book in her hand and said softly, "Jing Shuang, you are back."

Hearing this voice, Fu Jingshuang got goosebumps all over the floor. When she came, she thought about all kinds of possibilities when the two met, but this kind of amicable scene was impossible.

Ever since she entered the Jiang Sect, Zhou Minglan has been thinking about how to drive herself out of the Jiang Sect.

Occasionally meeting each other is also because of the affection, and the hypocrisy is going through the motions.

The two of them knew each other's thoughts.

Although she didn't know the purpose of Zhou Minglan's visit today, she definitely had no good intentions.

She pretended to keep the peace, "Auntie, I heard that you are looking for me, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious. I heard from Yannian that you have been working hard for the company these days, and as an elder, I can't help you much."

Then, she took out an exquisite gift box from her satchel, "When I went to Huayang Cave with my friends some time ago, I bought a jade comb and thought it was very good, so I asked my friend to bring me another one." Come back, I want to give it to you."

"Auntie, you are welcome. This is what I should do. How can I accept such a valuable thing." She refused with a smile.

Zhou Minglan enthusiastically pulled her to sit on the sofa, and before she could refuse, the comb was already running across her head.

She pushed her hand away again and again, and stood up, "Sorry, auntie, there is still something to do in the company. If there is nothing important, I have to go to work."

Zhou Minglan watched her push the door out without stopping her. She raised her hand to pick up the two black hairs left on the comb, and then showed a sneer.

(End of this chapter)