Anxin was stunned.

"I want to give myself to you." She gazed at him bravely, her lips slightly raised and her voice was soft, "do you believe it? I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years. I still keep my first time completely, but now I don't want to stay. I just want to give it to you. "

"...." Anxin didn't expect her to say such a thing, which caught him a little unprepared.

"I'll wait for you in the hotel. I won't be photographed by the media." She spoke carefully and had her own plan in mind.

"I have something to do tonight." Anxin held her hand apologetically, her gentle voice mixed with silk apology, "the case of cooperation with Sheng will be handed over tomorrow."

"How late will you be busy?" She looked at him and asked softly.

“……”

"I can wait any night." She made a statement.

"...." Anxin gently opened her hand.

Ou Meng's smile deepened, "OK, I don't force you." Then she sat down and said, "take me back."

Looking at such a considerate her, Anxin's mood is depressed.

After watching her for a few seconds, he regained his mind and restarted the car

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Ou Meng's lips rose, but the smile in her eyes was sad. When she thought of Anxin's strong smile, she felt heartache, pain and pain... He didn't love her, but he always pretended, and always pretended to be impeccable and impeccable. He pretended that you believed his words. He refused because he was busy.

The white Cadillac drove at a constant speed, and no one spoke again to break the silence.

After sending ou Mengru home, Anxin drove to Bailian's group building.

On the 38th floor, in his office, in front of the French window, he copied his hands into his trouser pocket and looked into his eyes outside the window. The complexity could not be described in words.

About half an hour later, the sky splashed with ink.

He took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, put the mobile phone in his ear, and his mood was a little heavy. "When can bank monitoring be repaired?"

"President, it will take a week at the fastest."

"Fixed the first time you burned it to me."

"Sure."

After hanging up his cell phone, he turned to his office chair and sat down, staring absently at the computer screen. He was sure that the person he was looking for was in Jiangcheng. His card had a one-time withdrawal amount of more than one million, and a bank text message prompted him to his email.

Took $2 million. Is there something urgent for her?

Seriously ill?

In trouble?

Such speculation makes Anxin fidgety.

In a shared apartment.

After taking a bath, Su Xiaoxiao put some ointment on her lips and looked in the mirror. "Xiaoyu, the effect of this medicine is very good. It seems that I can go to work tomorrow."

"Can't wait to see your president?"

"What brain hole!" Sue laughed and sniffed.

"Yes, it's OK. I just wipe it once. The redness and swelling are not obvious." Fang Xiaoyu gave her a closer look. "Get up in the evening and wipe it again. It's estimated that it'll be all right tomorrow."

"Yes." That's what she thinks.

The next morning.

Fang Xiaoyu curled up in bed. Her vacation is not over yet, so she doesn't run to the company with special dedication. She plans to practice Taekwondo in the restaurant today.

Su Xiaoxiao's cold is all right, thanks to the imported medicine sent by the high reputation.

And the lips are better. They are not red and swollen at all. Even if you look carefully in the mirror, you can't see anything.

So, after grooming, Su Xiaoxiao simply tied her waterfall like long hair, changed her shoes, twisted her messenger bag and went to work.