President Fu's new wife

Chapter 740 The Funny Question (4)
Yan Lian froze for a moment, then looked up at the woman sitting next to him who lowered her head and didn't look at him: "No, but I don't have time for a date."

Zhang Xiaofan's face was still expressionless, but he was going to Xiaoxing's office with the folder in his arms, so he simply followed.

"Sister Zhuo, please sign this document." Zhang Xiaofan put the document on the table for her, then turned his head when he heard the door closing, who knew Yan Lian came in as soon as he turned his head.

Those not very big eyes were so dark, and her heart was a little panicked in the dark: "Why are you here?"

Just as Xiao Xing opened the file, she raised her head after hearing the voice, and watched Yan Lian walk in, thinking that seeing these two loving each other in front of her would be indispensable in the future.

"If I remember correctly, this is your sister Zhuo's office?"

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly had nothing to say.

"Okay, you two have to have such big opinions on each other?" Xiaoxing looked down at the document after finishing speaking, feeling a headache from being mixed up.

"I want to ask you, he seems to have a fever and refuses to call a doctor."

"Then let him take the medicine, what's the use of coming to me?" Xiao Xing said lightly, but kept his eyes on the document.

"Will he take the medicine if I let him take it?"

"The body is his own. If he wants to take that life, forget it. Do you think you are the only one who can't control it? What can I care about him if I'm just an ex-wife?"

In a hurry, she simply slapped the document on the table, and waited coldly for Yan Lian to speak.

Well, she admits she's having a big temper at the moment.

But it is also popular by someone.

Yan Lian looked at her in shock. Although he knew that she had a bad temper, it was the first time that she was like this today.

"Well...then I'll tell him to take the medicine." So Yan Lian ran away in a flash.

Never dare to mess with this woman again.

She picked up a pen and signed it to Zhang Xiaofan, but Zhang Xiaofan was stopped by her before he reached the door.

Xiao Xing also felt a severe headache: "Xiao Fan, take the file back!"

"what?"

"I'll read it again to make sure!" The voice was exasperated.

Xiao Xing couldn't help thinking, what is she doing?
It wasn't that he didn't understand his temper, so he patiently read the document and let Zhang Xiaofan take it away after confirming that it was correct.

As long as she thinks that he can't eat a few mouthfuls and always drinks and smokes, she feels like going crazy.

Fu Zhi was smoking in the lounge, and Yan Lian was sitting on the sofa next to him: "She told me yesterday, let me watch you eat lunch every day from today, let you smoke no more than three cigarettes a day, drink no more than one glass, and socialize except."

In fact, Yan Lian could also understand from Xiaoxing's words that Xiaoxing really cared about him.

But Yan Lian thought, the relationship between them might not be as simple as needing care.

He knows Fu Zhi's temperament, and he also knows Fu Zhi's thoughts.

Just let who can say reconciliation after going through all that?

He leaned against the bedside after smoking a cigarette and didn't light it again, but he closed his eyes just because his head hurt a little.

After Yan Lian finished speaking, he fell asleep.

It didn't matter that the lounge was deserted all of a sudden, Yan Lian saw that he seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed and left without disturbing him.

He just told Xiaoxing before leaving that he fell asleep in the lounge.

In the afternoon, she had been carefully understanding the group's development projects in the past few years, until Yan Lian said those words when she was about to leave work.

When it was time to get off work, Zhang Xiaofan came to say hello: "Zhuo family, it's time to get off work."

"Okay!" Xiaoxing agreed lightly and then turned to look at the big glass screen.

On the table in front of the glass screen is a pot of unique bluegrass.

Does he remember?
My heart is soft for no reason, but I came back this time not to come to his office building to look at each other and get angry with him, or to greet each other.

If he really gets angry looking at her, if he really minds her two years with Li Yang so much, then she can leave again.

Originally, no matter where a person is, his heart is always prosperous anyway.

So that little guy named Rongtian, Fengrong's Tian, ​​was the one she was nostalgic for, the one she couldn't forget, and the one she always remembered.

Because he is under this sky.

At first, she only thought that they would reconcile, and that he would get angry at her and scold her some nasty words.

But he didn't expect that his heart would be so painful and he would be so tired.

Before I knew it, it was night, and the door next door had never been opened, but it had been dark for a long time.

Li Yang was working overtime, Zhuo Liang and Hua En went to pick up Xiao Zhi and Xiao Xing, and she, would she continue to waste time with him?
So she picked up her coat and bag, and she also planned to leave.

The corridor was very cold, and she felt a little creepy in the cold.

It was too quiet and too long, not a bit worse than the corridor in the hospital.

At least for now.

After passing by his door, she thought she would resolutely leave to make him quiet, but who knows, she fell back again in the end.

She still remembers the first time she entered this door, they decided to get married, she came to sign, and the postnuptial agreement would not interfere with each other.

She came to interview him later, when Ling Yue was still his secretary.

Opening this door again today, the door opened slowly. She stood at the door with a pair of clear and sad eyes, but she saw that there was nothing inside.

She took a step, even though she was wearing high heels, she made her movements as light as possible.

The door of the lounge was not completely closed, she stood there and lowered her head forcefully, holding the doorknob tightly, not knowing whether to open it or turn her head and leave at this time.

Perhaps, opening it is another verbal confrontation.

Well, it's better not to open it anymore.

So she wanted to leave for a moment, but she didn't know when, but she was already standing in front of the bed.

She couldn't see the appearance of the person lying on the bed, because the room was dark, only a little silver moonlight came in, reflecting his blurred figure.

Later, she sat beside him, listening to his sad breathing, although it was very light, but she felt something, raised her hand, and touched his forehead in the dark.

It was scorchingly hot, her eyes blurred all of a sudden, and her heart trembled violently.

She bent down to take off her high heels, and walked out the door softly.

She quietly turned on the floor lamp in front of the desk, and a delicate figure sat in front of his desk, opening the drawer to look for medicine.

It was easy to find, but when she opened the drawer and saw a box of medicine inside, she also saw a shiny plain ring inside.

His eyes froze involuntarily.

How long has it been?
(End of this chapter)