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He Siming looked at Wen Shuyue, then sneered at the man: "I know what my woman is like."

Wen Shuyue and the man are stunned. The man is stunned because he didn't expect that he Siming should believe Wen Shuyue so much, and Wen Shuyue is because he Siming is willing to believe himself even if they are cold war.

Together, he Siming and Wen Shuyue sent the man to the police station. After some investigation, the police told them that the man's wife was a small employee of he Siming company. Because of the layoff, his wife lost her job and jumped off a building to commit suicide. Since then, the man's spirit has been abnormal. They think he Siming killed his wife, in order to let he Siming have the same experience He's in the same pain that he's focused on Wen Shuyue.

Wen Shuyue, who suffered a lot of fright all night, tightly grasped he Siming's hand. His palm was full of cold sweat. He Siming felt the uneasiness of the woman beside him. He firmly grasped her hand and looked at her seriously, saying, "don't be afraid."

His words seemed to have the magic of calming people's hearts. Her gentle heart immediately fell back to her stomach. She asked the young policeman, "will he be sentenced?"

"Well?" The police didn't understand what Wen Shuyue meant.

Don't say that the man's breaking into the house with intent to murder can constitute a crime. Even if it doesn't constitute a crime, if Wen Shuyue wants to put that man in prison, it's easy to rely on the power of he Siming.

Seeing the puzzled expression on the police's face, Wen Shuyue thought that she didn't understand. She explained, "officer Wang, in fact, I mean that man has been miserable enough. If he is sentenced, can he be lenient?"

"Oh." Officer Wang answered and subconsciously looked at he Siming, trying to know what he meant.

He Siming was still as cold and arrogant as ever. He almost didn't think about it. "Go through the legal process, just do what you want."

There is no emotion in his voice, but Wen Shuyue knows that he is the most terrible at this time. She wanted to say something for that man, but she couldn't say anything to his deep eyes.

Walking out of the police station, Wen Shuyue lowers her head and follows he Siming far behind. She doesn't even know that the man in front stops. She bumps into his back.

"Hiss -"

Wen Shuyue took a painful breath, and her tears came out. "Why do you stop suddenly?"

She rubbed her nose and pouted. The tone was full of complaints.

He Siming couldn't see her like this. He couldn't help rubbing her hair. His fingers went through her black hair. "Can you stop being angry?"

"Well?" Suspecting that he had heard wrong, Wen Shuyue raised her head and stared at him: "what did you say?"

"Nothing."

Ignoring the woman who pretended to be stupid, he Siming got into the car and saw that the woman was still in the same place. He honked his horn.

"Dididi -"

Wen Shuyue touched the top of her hair that had been rubbed by a man, and thought of what he had said just now. Her heart was full of sweetness. She trotted over, got into the car, tied her seat belt, and laughed sweetly at him: "let's go home!"

He Siming glanced at the woman with his spare light, and the corner of his mouth came up inadvertently.

Back home, it's three o'clock in the morning.

When he finished his bath, he saw the woman sleeping sweetly. Her feet were exposed outside the quilt. She was small and delicate.

He went over and lay down beside her, watching her sleeping quietly. Long eyelashes like a small fan cast shadows on her white face, and her shallow breathing was long and lengthy.

He reached out to touch her face, but in the middle he drew back.

He pillowed his arm and looked at her quietly. "What that man said is true or false. Why are you so upset today?"

After a sleepless night, he Siming got up early and went to work. When Wen Shuyue got up, the quilt on his left side was cold.

With a deep sigh, Wen Shuyue nibbles at the bread in his hand. It's clear that yesterday he didn't mean to make up. Why didn't he see anyone in the early morning? Or did she get it wrong?

Impatiently, she threw the bread into the plate. She patted baby Wen's head. "Mommy, are you going to work?"

Wenbaobao solved the problem of breakfast by dividing it into two parts. His mouth was full and he said, "go, go, I'll go."

With that, he jumped off the bench and was now in front of him.

Wen Shuyue took his hand: "let's go."

As soon as she arrived at the company, Wen Shuyue found that all the employees were avoiding her. She frowned and her cold face became more serious.

Seeing the words written in red ink on the office door, Wen Shuyue understood why those people pointed at her.

She gave a cold smile and immediately yelled, "assistant, how do you do things?"

Hearing Wen Shuyue's roar, Qin Weiwei came slowly from one side. She pretended to be surprised and opened her mouth wide. "Ah, Mr. Wen, you're here. I'm preparing to clean up. It's all my fault. I can't stop the lady from spilling yesterday. "Mouth said so, but her heart is dead happy, she deliberately put people in, just want to be gentle and happy face!

She was so careful that she couldn't see it, but her trick really didn't work for her.

Wen Shuyue snorted coldly and scolded, "if you can't even stop people, what's the use of me asking you?"

Seeing what Qin Wei opened her mouth to say, she said, "maybe you should say that it's the responsibility of the front desk, not the assistant to the president of Qianqian jade hand. I'll tell you, you're very wrong. In my case, the assistant must know everything. I never want a vase! "

He doesn't give Qin Wei any chance to argue at all. Wen Shuyue criticizes Qin Wei for nothing in public.

She opened the door of the office, stopped, pointed to the door and said to Qin Wei, "I want to see it clean before I get off work at noon."

With that, she slammed the door. Qin Wei was scared to death.

Qin Wei stares at the invisible person who has been cut off by the door. Her back teeth are bitten so that they creak. She clenches her hands, and her sharp nails sink deep into the flesh without feeling it.

Wen Shuyue, sooner or later, I will take all your things away!

Sitting on the office chair, Wen Shuyue pressed her temple. After thinking about it, she called the customer yesterday.

After nearly half an hour's negotiation, Wen Shuyue finally convinced the lady with her three inch tongue to allow her to make another dress for her.

This time, she did not dare to neglect, seriously wrote down the requirements.

Wen Baobao, who is playing games in the sofa opposite her, praised her for her success: "mommy has made progress, very good, keep working hard!"

Speechless turned a white eye, Wen Shuyue really do not know where their education problems, young IQ adverse days, but also "young mature.".

Without Qin Wei in the morning, she also solved yesterday's problems. Wen Shuyue felt that the air was fresh and her mood was excellent.