"I'll never look good on her next time I see her." Ou Yi looked up and took a sip of whisky. He has never been generous.

Diya's heart hung high. "Ouyi, what's the relationship between her and reputation? Is it really as it is in the news? Are they... Together? "

"It should be." But Ouyi didn't want to talk about her. "What do you ask her to do?"

"She......" Diya didn't know how to answer, so she opened her mouth in a hurry. "Ouyi, can you promise your mother not to hurt her?"

Such a request surprised Ouyi!

"She hurt me first. If it weren't for her, fame wouldn't shoot me. Should you care about me?"

"Mom always cares about you. She doesn't care about you." Diya was a little confused in her heart. Her eyes flashed, but she was very worried, "it's just... My mother doesn't want you to hurt her. She is very much like my mother's good friend, you know? So mom doesn't want her to be hurt. "

"Good friend? Who? " Ouyi looked at her and took another sip of whisky. She couldn't understand her at all. "There are too many people who look like each other in the world."

Diya seemed to have a long echo at the bottom of her heart. She looked at her son, and her eyes were full of pleading, "Ouyi, promise your mother not to hurt her, okay? That's it. Don't bother her any more. Mom, please. "

Ouyi's breath was low. He turned his eyes and looked at the yard full of chrysanthemums without saying anything.

"Now that you know she is a famous girlfriend, you shouldn't provoke her again. In the end, you will suffer."

He frowned and said nothing.

"Ouyi." Diya couldn't wait for his answer. She was not at ease. "Just promise your mother?"

Ouyi's eyes are deep. He has never seen his mother talk to him in this tone. Who is that woman? Why does Mom care about her so much?

"Oh..."

"OK." He looked back at Diya's eyes, "I promise you."

"Thank you." The stone in her heart fell to the ground, but Diya's mood was still gloomy. The day seems to be getting worse. Can it really be so calm all the time?

Will it be calm?

Why is there always a bad feeling?

Today is Saturday.

Su Xiaoxiao was sleeping in bed, but she was awakened by a phone call.

The person on the phone told her that she had to go to the company immediately, saying that there was something very important for her to deal with.

Suddenly she was sleepless. Su Xiaoxiao didn't know what was important, and she had to find her.

The man on the phone was in a hurry, but he didn't make it clear.

But the call was from the director of the production control department, so she can't neglect it.

"Smile? Where are you going in a hurry? " Fang Xiaoyu just finished watering the coffee beans and came out of the balcony.

At the door, Su smiled and said, "go to the company."

In Fang Xiaoyu's puzzled eyes, she quickly walked out of the door of the apartment.

"Remember to have breakfast!"

"I know!"

Taking a taxi all the way to Sheng group, Su Xiaoxiao walked into the door of the company and dialed back a phone, "what's the matter? I'm in the company now. "

"Su tezhu, what if we can't contact president Sheng?" The other party's voice was particularly anxious and trembling. "A machine in the jewelry grinding room suddenly broke down and an operator was seriously injured."

Boom!

Su Xiaoxiao could not help but quicken her pace, "where are the people? Where are you now? "

"It's still in the operation room. The 120 ambulance seems to be in a traffic jam on the way. The fire brigade also informed him that one of his hands could not be pulled out of the machine. There was blood everywhere at the scene. I felt it would kill people."

"Reputation? Isn't he in the company? " Su Xiaoxiao ran to the hall, "where is the grinding room? I haven't been there. "

"28th floor, building F."

"OK, I see. I'll come right away!" Su Xiaoxiao hung up the phone and walked back, blocking each other's unfinished words in each other's throat.

"Hello? "Sutter help" On the 28th floor of building F, even the air was filled with the smell of blood. The supervisor was anxious, "Su tezhu! Su tezhu?! "

There was an assistant nearby with an anxious face, "what's the matter? Director? "

"I didn't have time to tell her the elevator was broken!" The director's heart hangs high.

Downstairs, Su Xiaoxiao ran to building F and dialed the prestigious phone.

"Call back quickly!! Come on! " The assistant reminds me.

Quickly dial back Su Xiaoxiao's number, but it indicates that she is on the phone.