He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

Xie Shang looked at the empty room, feeling disappointed and in a daze.He sat for a long time, got out of bed, and walked to the yard.

The cat was lying on the wicker chair basking in the sun, with his eyelids drooped and his tail wagging, feeling very comfortable.

Xie Shang walked over.

"Meow."

He bent down slightly and touched the cat's head: "Has she been here?"

"Meow."

The cat comfortably pressed its head against the palm of its owner's hand.

Xie Shang took his hand away and pulled up his sleeves. There was a tooth mark on his arm.

He laughs.

People's habits are hard to change. Just like he liked to bite Miss Wen's neck from behind without force, Miss Wen liked to bite his arm hard every time.

He rubbed the mark on his hand and said, "Just throw it away after sleeping. Why is she so cruel?"

"Meow."

The mistress fed it, and it was full of water and food. It narrowed its cat eyes and dozed off.

Winter is coming soon and the sun is very gentle.

Xie Shang raised his hand, covering his eyes slightly, looking at the sun and the tooth marks on his hand.

There is a nightingale in Andersen's fairy tale.

It is willing to sing to death for the rose on Homer's tomb that does not want to bloom for it.

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KE headquarters.

Meng Wenting had only one thought at the moment. How bold he was to "usurp the throne" so blatantly in his headquarters and under his father's nose.

"What do you think of my proposal?"

Meng Wenting has been thinking about it for two nights and has not yet made up his mind: "Except for the two old men and me, the remaining people in the committee are not easy to chew on."

Meng Wenting is also a member of the KE Management Committee. In terms of qualifications and winning rate, he is no worse than Xie Liangjiang, but he has been inferior to others for so many years.

Xie Shang sat on the sofa opposite, as casually as if chatting: "Next week at the partners' meeting, the committee members will be reshuffled."

Meng Wenting was shocked: "You want to change someone?"

How to change?No one who can join the KE management committee has a lot of skills.Meng Wenting couldn't help but look at Xie Shang. He was only in his twenties, so young, but his confidence and calmness seemed to be innate. He was noble and indifferent, and could control the overall situation with ease. People couldn't help but be convinced.

"Answer me after the meeting at the latest." After saying that, Xie Shang stood up.

"I have another question."

Xie Shang stopped.

Meng Wenting asked: "Why choose me?"

"You are the most dissatisfied with Xie Liangjiang."

Xie Shang opened the door and went out.

There happened to be a person waiting at the door, and their eyes met impartially.

The magnetic field is a very subtle thing.

At this moment, two different magnetic fields collided violently. They did not blend with each other and were not in harmony with each other. They were not from the same world.One is calm and the other is looking at it playfully.

Xie Shang lifted his feet and walked to the left.

The opponent went to the right, just missing.

The assistant lawyer led the way and said politely, "Master Jiang, please."

Snow in Jiangcheng.Xie Shang knew that he was an upstart in the Linbei business district, and that Oriental Motor had an intellectual property case that he had a hand in.

Jiang Chengxue entered Meng Wenting's office. The door was closed and the blinds were closed. Xie Shang glanced over there, and a very discerning colleague came over immediately.

"Lawyer Xie knows him?"

"do not know."

"He is the new chairman of Oriental Motor. He is here to handle the inheritance. I don't know if the old man of the Jiang family has lost his mind and the family property has been given to an outsider."

Jiang Chengxue is not from the Jiang family.

When he was five years old, he followed his remarried mother and entered the Jiang family.After his mother passed away, he was abandoned by the Jiang family.Later, the Jiang family didn't know what happened, so they recognized him back and inherited the family business.

It has been sunny for several days.

Wen Changling has been driving to and from get off work by herself for the past two days, and she feels that her driving skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

The night shift was handed over at eight in the morning. My colleague came a little late because she had something to do. After handing over to her, it was almost nine o'clock.Her car was parked in the hospital's underground parking lot.

Dimly lit underground parking lots are really the easiest places to get lost.She couldn't find her car, so she could only press the car keys and look for them one by one.

The road ahead has a slope, and a white medicine bottle rolls down from it.Wen Changling stopped, and the medicine bottle just blocked her path. It stopped rolling and stopped at her feet.

She picked it up and read the words on the medicine bottle.

Cure the heart.

She walked up in the direction where the medicine bottles rolled, and there was a parking space above. There was a broken light on the top, and it was very dark. She vaguely saw a figure in the corner, holding on to the wall.

She walked over.

"How many?"

The other party raised his head, sweating profusely, and looked at her with bright eyes: "One."

Wen Changling poured out a pill and handed it to him, Mr. Veterinarian.

He swallowed the medicine. He must have been taking medicine all year round. He swallowed it very skillfully and did not need water. He still held his hand on the wall and slowly straightened his back.He is tall and thin, not skinny but a little muscular.

Wen Changling had never seen an Oriental person with such deep eye sockets. When they looked at each other, they gave people a strong sense of oppression.Perhaps because he was feeling unwell, he looked paler than the last time they met. Like the blood-sucking ghost in the foreign movies she had seen, he had a haggard "dead air" about him.

Out of the professionalism of medical staff, Wen Changling asked: "Do I need to call you first aid?"

She remembered the name of the veterinarian, Jiang Chengxue.

He seemed to have calmed down, and his eyes became leisurely and lazy: "I've already made a call."

Still out of the professionalism of medical staff, Wen Changling did not leave, but stayed and waited.There was no talking or looking at each other. She turned sideways as a background board, just paying a little attention and listening to the patient's breathing.

A bit heavy, but not bad.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes looked at one place, tired and gloomy, but shining brightly.

"Young Master Jiang."

people come.

Wen Changling turned around and left.

Jiang Chengxue's secretary ran over and carefully supported him.

He remained motionless, tilting his head and touching his heart.

Wow, I'm dancing like I'm sick.

He felt excited, more excited than ever before.

It's getting cold, so the update time has been changed. I won't stay up late anymore. From now on, the two updates will be at night, the first update at [-] or [-] o'clock, and the second update at [-] or [-] o'clock.