After the draft became popular, he was secretly favored by the paranoid boss

The assistant You Pu was out of breath. One sprinted quickly to catch the handle of the wheelchair, and another turned 180 degrees.

When speaking, lower your voice, as if you are worried that the people inside will hear you,
"Miss Shen Qian, are you looking for our Patriarch?"

The young girl has a delicate face, not an all-powerful beauty, but she has a special temperament of tranquility and elegance all over her body.

Even the delicate makeup couldn't cover up the morbid paleness of her body, and when she got closer, she could still smell the faint smell of herbs.

Hearing You Pu's words, Shen Qian was startled, then nodded hesitantly.

You Pu licked his lips, glanced around vigilantly, and pushed the wheelchair away from the conference room where Fu Zhijin was staying.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Shen, Madam told me that if any old friends of the young master come over, you must inform her before seeing them."

"...Aunt Yun?...Why?" Shen Qian frowned puzzled.

But You Pu kept his mouth shut, and said vaguely: "Well... I have already told Madam, she will come right away, and she will know when she sees you..."

Pushing the wheelchair all the way and trotting, he left the scene quickly as if fleeing, as if he was afraid of being hit by Fu Zhijin who was inside.

Press the elevator, go straight down, ten floors away from the president's office, find a small remote room, and feel relieved.

Shen Qian didn't speak.

Just looking at this series of bewildering behaviors, Liu Mei frowned more and more.

If it weren't for the Fu Group with the highest power in the entire Antarctic.

I'm afraid it's not that he has the thought of being kidnapped and trafficked!

He looked at the girl who was sitting upright without changing her face, and was not pushed to a remote hut by his explanation.

Yupu felt admiration spontaneously.

It's no wonder they are members of the Shen family!
I heard that Miss Shen Qian used to be in the same team as the head of their family, but she fell ill due to illness and didn't come out for several years.

That's why I didn't catch up with the part when the head of the family was unconscious, and was asked by his wife from door to door.

Think of this.

You Pu's eyes darkened, he closed the door silently and went out.

I felt a little sad for no reason.

The proud son of heaven, who has fallen into the present, does not know it, and lives in the world of Truman...

moment.

Mrs. Fu came very quickly.

When he came over, there were still strands of messy hair on his forehead caused by running in a hurry.

A pampered and well-maintained woman's face, her gestures are indescribably noble and elegant.

Pushing open the door in a hurry, she didn't have the arrogance of an ordinary rich and noble lady, but her words were apologetic and approachable:

"I'm sorry, Qianqian, to trouble you for waiting for me for so long."

Shen Qian hurriedly lowered her head, because she was sitting in a wheelchair, she only bowed half her body, and respectfully said:

"Auntie, you are an elder, so you should wait. What you say is so embarrassing to me."

"I've been seriously ill these past few years, and I couldn't come to visit you. I should apologize to Aunt Yun."

After finishing the courtesy, he paused.

Shen Qian pursed her lips, and asked with doubts in her pale pupils:
"I've been recuperating, and I've gotten better these days, so I wanted to come and see Brother Fu. By the way, I asked about tomb-sweeping in the Qingming Festival, but I was stopped... I wonder if Auntie is looking for me...?"

Take her away in such a hurry.

I was afraid that I would see Brother Fu's appearance.

……why?

He met Shen Qian's puzzled eyes.

Yunying paused for a second, the straps in her hands were pinched and creased, and the face of the normally decent and calm lady also became a little stiff.

Even after explaining it no less than a hundred times.

But every time I said it, I was deeply confused and hesitant.

Do it, right?

Is it true that Zhizhi Jin is good, or is she wishful thinking to protect her?

However, recalling Fu Zhijin's past.

That made her, a mother, unable to ignore it and let her child go to destruction.

Reinforce your decision again.

Abandoning face and dignity, please take the trouble again and again.

Taking a deep breath, Yun Ying lowered her head and took Shen Qian's hand.

In the next second, Shi Potian's shocking words shocked Shen Qian's eyes in astonishment,
Yunying said: "Qianqian, Auntie begs you, all your former friends, don't look for Zhijin anymore, okay?"

"Why—" Shen Qian didn't finish her sentence.

Yunying's voice was choked with sobs: "Auntie knows that this request is a bit unreasonable, but... Zhijin is not only from your Jiemen, he is also my son!"

"In the past, he couldn't get out, and he was determined to take root there for the dead, risking his life at any time. As a mother, I couldn't control it. I could only watch and watch. I admit it."

"But now, he has managed to forget the past. He no longer bets his whole life on what happened when he was a child. He can start a new life, go out, meet new people, new friends, and even... a new lover. He may come out completely!"

"Qianqian! You are also his former friend. As a friend, you also hope to see such a Zhijin, not the lifeless Zhijin who wants to follow at any time!"

Shen Qian opened her mouth, stayed where she was for a moment, opened her lips and murmured:

"He...forgot...how could...how could he forget...he can't even remember the words—"

talking.

Yunying pulled her back, her voice trembling with physiological panic,

"This name, please, please don't say it again, please? Auntie, I beg you, if... If you really want to see Zhijin, then don't mention the past, especially that person, please?"

There was a long silence.

"So... Auntie, do you want to... hide it from Brother Fu for the rest of your life..." Shen Qian struggled.

Yun Ying's voice was mournful: "If it's possible, Zhi Jin won't know this all his life, and live an ordinary life, that's really what I've been looking forward to in my dreams..."

"Soon... it's the memorial day for Cici." Shen Qian murmured.

A sentence without beginning or end.

But it made Yun Ying startled.

Yunying didn't speak.

"I also said, why did I go to the cemetery a while ago? They said that I haven't seen Brother Fu for two years."

"At that time, I was still thinking, according to Brother Fu's temperament, he cared more than any of us, how could it be possible... So, that's how it is."

Yunying was complicated, and there was a flash of unbearable in her eyes.

It wasn't such a cruel temper.

Being able to do this will make people around you not mention the past for two years, and create a harmonious and peaceful two years.

Her conscience has been scorched repeatedly.

at last.

When Yunying's psychological endurance reached its peak.

Shen Qian spoke slowly:
"Aunt Yun, I understand how you feel."

"But because of friends, there are some things, especially... about Cici, I think Brother Fu should also have the right to know."

"Don't worry, I won't take the initiative to tell... But if Brother Fu asks, I will tell you exactly..."

……

Looking at the back of the electric wheelchair disappearing into the distance.

Yun Ying couldn't recover for a long time.

The noise of getting off work gradually came from the elevator in the distance.

Unknowingly, Yun Ying walked next door to the president's office.

Preoccupied, he looked at the meeting room across from get off work.

Suddenly, I saw a man who was habitually cold and serious, but now he was smiling, and he didn't forget to put down his phone when he was walking, and he smiled softly with downcast eyes,

Yun Ying: "..."

???

Is this her natural ice poker-faced son? !