Chapter 365

"I was sorry for you before. If you like, we'll get married now." Fu Xi pulled her deeply, with a rare humble tone: "but it's not good to leave you."

"Let me say it one last time. That's it." Zhao Qiqing opened Fu xishen's arm: "don't come to me again. I'm very busy now."

Fu xishen refused to let go. He changed the subject: "don't you want to know who I want to give that necklace to when I buy it?"

"Whoever it is, it has nothing to do with me." Zhao Qiqing just turned back and a necklace fell from Fu xishen's palm.

"To my favorite." Fu xishen said.

Zhao Qiqing was stunned for a moment: "no, you take it."

"It's yours. If you don't want it, just throw it away." Fu xishen said.

As soon as she finished, she reached out and grabbed the necklace. With sarcasm in her eyes, she said to him, "can't you see what I mean by putting this necklace at the auction?"

"But the name you gave him was..."

"Who would take a picture without a name?" Zhao Qiqing asked with a smile.

"Fu xishen, wake up. Even if you are a prodigal son and don't change your money, five years have passed and things have changed. I don't want the love you gave me."

As Zhao Qiqing's words fell, the necklace was thrown into the dustbin.

She spoke softly, as if she were really leaving him.

Fu xishen was worried. He stretched out his hand and held Zhao Qiqing in his arms: "I'm sorry. I've been sorry for you for five years, but I have my reason. The congestion five years ago was like a time bomb in my head. I might lie down and never wake up at any time."

"At that time, because there was no treatment, I had to let you go. Later, the doctor said that there were treatment methods abroad, so I flew abroad and came back a few days ago."

"So will you forgive me?" Fu xishen's voice trembled.

Zhao Qiqing was silent in his arms for a few seconds and suddenly chuckled: "the last time I was with other women, I said I was just trying to prove to your good brothers how stupid I am. Now? How long have you been gambling?"

"Five years? Ten years?"

"If you don't believe it, we can get the license now!" Fu xishen is serious and sincere.

But Zhao Qiqing won't believe it: "haven't we been married before?"

"I'm really tired. Can't you play with someone else? Why should it be me?" Zhao Qiqing said sadly.

"I don't want to continue to say anything to Mr. Fu. If Mr. Fu loves me, let me go back and have a rest. It's already 12 pm. Even if you don't go to work, I'll continue to work tomorrow." Zhao Qiqing sighed.

Fu xishen had to let go of her: "there is no right and wrong. You are still Zhao Qiqing and I am still Fu xishen."

He squatted down, saw the necklace and picked it up: "I'll take this necklace back, and I'll buy a new one."

"Fu always can't understand people? I said I don't need it." Zhao Qiqing repeated.

Fu xishen didn't seem to hear: "rest early and see you tomorrow."

Zhao Qiqing looked at the person's back and left. Her body loosened and fell on the chair.

She reached out and grabbed the clothes at her heart and curled up unconsciously.

Mingming has told himself that he doesn't need him anymore, but why does his heart still hurt?

It was almost twelve o'clock. Zhao Qiqing didn't choose to go home, but rested in the company. She didn't sleep well.

Until the next day, when Du xiatong came to see Zhao Qiqing sitting in the office, she jumped.

"Mr. Zhao, what happened to your eyes? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Zhao Qiqing answered weakly and said, "I'm fine."

"Mr. Zhao, otherwise you'd better have a good rest today, or you'll be too much for your body." Du xiatong advised.

Zhao Qi shook her head: "no, just send all the documents."

"But" Du xiatong is still struggling.

"Nothing, but I'm in good shape. I know my own body." Zhao Qiqing said.

I don't know when to start. President Zhao gradually has a crazy job when she is upset. Although she hasn't mentioned president Fu in five years, Du xiatong always seems to see Fu xishen's shadow in Zhao Qiqing.

Du xiatong closed his mouth to continue persuasion, turned and put the document on Zhao Qiqing's desk: "president Zhao, we have just returned home, and many companies have plans to cooperate. We hope to have an interview with our company."

"Screen out the real estate projects and give me the others."

Zhao Qiqing rubbed her eyebrows, lowered her head and buried it in the pile of documents.

Zhao Qiqing was busy all day. She didn't look up until she felt dizzy. It was winter, so the sky was dark at almost six o'clock. At this time when she was about to get off work, someone came up.

"Mr. Zhao, it's Mr. Rong." Du xiatong said.

"No." Zhao Qiqing answered without thinking.

It's a pity that the man has gone upstairs: "sister Qiqing, it's ok if you don't tell me when you come back. Now you won't even see me."

Zhao Qiqing looked at Rong Yan and had a headache: "no, I'm really busy. It's really inconvenient."

Rong Yan's eyes looked at the pile of documents on the table and knew that she didn't lie: "sister Qiqing just returned home and didn't give herself a holiday?"

"Work still matters." Zhao Qiqing said, "come to me today. What's the matter?"

"Where is sister Qiqing? When did I come to you?" Rong Yan said with a smile: "and among all the people, my work is the most leisurely one. Of course, I should care more about you, so as not to deceive sister Qiqing by brother Xin mo."

"Think too much. I don't have the idea of falling in love now." As soon as Zhao Qiqing said this sentence, the smile on Rong Yan's face decreased.

Rong Yan smiled and walked forward: "sister Qiqing, your face seems very bad?"

"I didn't sleep well last night." Zhao Qiqing said simply.

"Let me give sister Qiqing a massage." Rong Yan said, his hands have been put up.

Zhao Qiqing immediately played: "no, just go to bed early at night."

Rong Yan's hand was stiff there, a little embarrassed: "sister Qiqing, what kind of beast am I?"

Rong Yan's eyes were slightly red and his voice choked: "since a few years ago, you seem to have misunderstood me. You don't care about me as much as before."

"You didn't tell me when you went abroad, nor did you tell me when you returned home." Rong Yan said.