good morning little wife

Chapter 106 She used violence to control violence (1)
At the same time that this thought came to her mind, she unexpectedly thought of Jo Ki-joon's injury, and she admitted that at that moment she was shocked by doubts.But she calmed down quickly, just put the photo back in its original place and went downstairs, then rushed to Sheng's.

The signing in the afternoon went smoothly, many media came, but apart from cooperation matters, they were most concerned about her private life with Yan Jue.That's right, as long as they get involved with Yan Jue in E City, they can't tell the priority, because the Yan family's brilliance is too bright.It's just that Sheng Xia didn't want to talk about it at this time, so he ignored the cooperation project and got rid of all the reporters and went back to Sheng's Building.

Sitting behind the desk, because he didn't sleep well last night, he was actually a little tired, and he unconsciously squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

At this time there was a knock on the office door, she looked up and saw Zhao Jijun's assistant walking in.

"Miss Sheng, this is the document that needs to be processed today." Zhao Jijun was supposed to be in charge, but now it can only fall on her head.

Sheng Xia nodded slightly, then buried his head in the pile of documents.

Although she intervened in the company's affairs, after all, there were too many things she didn't understand. In the end, she had no choice but to take the documents to the hospital.Just as he was about to knock on the door of the ward, he heard the faint voice of conversation coming from inside.

"Mr. Zhao, last night that group of people has been confirmed to be related to the underworld. And I heard some rumors, it should be hired by someone." The person inside is obviously Zhao Jijun's person, the voice is not high, talking privately .

Zhao Jijun didn't speak, but kept tapping on the table with his uninjured hand, as if he was meditating, then suddenly paused for a while, waved his hand, and signaled the person to go out first.

The man nodded and was exiting silently.At this time, seeing Sheng Xia push the door in, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

The person who originally reported nodded to her politely, and then left. In a blink of an eye, only Zhao Jijun and Shengxia were left in the ward.

"When did you come?" Jo Ki-jun asked.

"Just arrived." Sheng Xia replied.

Zhao Jijun didn't ask her what she heard, glanced at the pile of documents in her hand, and asked jokingly, "You just moved all the offices here."

"There are some places that I really don't understand, and there's nothing I can do about it." Sheng Xia's voice was rather helpless.

"Take a look." Zhao Jijun spread his palms.

Sheng Xia put the file beside the bed, then put down the bag in his hand, and when he turned around, Zhao Jijun had already opened the file.

"Brother Zhao, how about I take responsibility for those who beat you?" She hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Why?" He looked up at her, seemingly surprised.

The two looked at each other, but Sheng Xia didn't answer.I always feel that Zhao Jijun has something to do with me, especially when I saw those photos in Yan Jue's apartment, but some things are just doubts, she is not sure, so she can't say.

What kind of person is Jo Ki-jun?Knowing that she would never say this for no reason, unless she really observed something.

"You can't put yourself in danger." In the end, it was Zhao Jijun who compromised.

Midsummer nodded.

After a few sentences, the two of them didn't bring up the matter again, and concentrated on their business.Occasionally, when she encountered something she didn't understand, she would point out the document to Zhao Jijun, and he would patiently explain it one by one.At that time, the two were so close that he could smell the fragrance of her body, but she never knew it.

Time passed quickly, and it was already dark outside in a blink of an eye, and the work finally came to an end.The secretary went to buy dinner, while she was busy tidying up the documents spread out on the hospital bed, her hair hanging down, brushed the back of his hand inadvertently, silky like satin, as if brushing her heart.She didn't know it at all, but he quietly blushed.He suddenly felt itchy in his throat, and he clenched his hands into fists by his mouth to cover up a cough.

(End of this chapter)