He held Su Xiaoxiao's thin shoulder in his hands and stared at her eyes with deep feelings. Seeing her like this, he was more sad than anyone.

Su smiled and blinked, and silent tears rolled down.

Her heart gave a sad sneer. What was she doing? She forgave him?

How can such a bad thing be easily forgiven?

Su smiled sadly. She pushed away her prestigious hand, raised her eyes and said, "I really want to hate you."

"But you can't hate it, can you?" He looked at her and asked, then took her cool fingers and held them tightly, as if to pass all the temperature in his body to her.

Su Xiaoxiao saw the beauty of the reputation with a natural coldness and dignity, also saw his affectionate eyes, and saw the fragility and gloom that should not belong to the reputation.

He is the proud son of heaven. How can he have this expression?

She pursed her lips and pulled her hand out of his palm indifferently.

"Smile, I really love you." He took her hand again.

"But I hate you."

The two lines of sight intertwined again, and the reputation was slightly stunned. Su smiled and stared at him indifferently. She said, "you are the envy of countless women. I'm really not rare at all."

"Why do you say that?" There was loss in his eyes, "you obviously like me too." Reputable intuition has always been accurate.

Su Xiaoxiao admitted that she had been attracted to him, but she didn't want to admit that she liked him. Especially in this situation, how can she like him?

He made her kill an innocent little life with his own hands.

"I'm tired." As soon as Su Xiaoxiao's eyes closed, he was going to lie down.

Because she was too weak, Shengyu helped her. He carefully helped her lie in the quilt and closed her eyes. Su Xiaoxiao was heavy hearted.

Hate, what can hate change?

The only thing she can do now is get well and get out of here.

Now angering him, there is no end in his favor.

Reputation accompanied him in the bedroom. He stood in front of the bed and his deep eyes fell on Su Xiaoxiao's pale face with his eyes closed. He was also very sad.

He never thought he would hurt her like this.

Although she didn't repel herself fiercely just now, didn't abuse, and didn't slap her in the face with a backhand, the reputation guessed that she was lack of energy, and the outbreak after recuperation was terrible.

Sheng group, 11th floor.

In a brightly lit office.

Zhang Weiming drank quickly with a water cup in one hand and a document in the other hand. He squinted and read it quickly and carefully.

His face was tired and his eyelids began to fight.

On the desk beside me, documents and reports have piled up like a mountain.

"Knock, knock! Director Zhang! "

Zhang Weiming raised his eyes and saw a beautiful girl in professional clothes come in, "director Zhang, this is an urgent matter. Please sign for me."

Zhang Weiming put down his hand and read more than half of the documents, took the urgent mail she handed, picked the key points, looked at it, and then signed his name.

"Thank you."

Just after the girl left, a tall, thin, white man with blond hair and blue eyes knocked on the door and came in.

"Director, this is the purchase order. All the valuables to be purchased early tomorrow morning are here. Please sign it." Jomai handed the list to him.

Zhang Weiming looked up at him as he took over. "Qiao Mai, are you also responsible for the procurement department? Aren't you a designer? "

Joe Mai put his hands leisurely into his trouser pockets. He leaned on his desk. "Obviously it's not my business, but people don't dare to come to you. They have to pull me here."