C961

"Oh

A short sneer passed over her head.

The shadow in front of her disappeared, and her eyes saw the spotless shoes, gradually away.

She clenched her fist and ran towards the figure.

Obedient, silent follow him behind.

Elevator slowly up, such a closed space, only hear the sound of the elevator up, with a suffocating air-conditioning field, as if even the air has condensed.

She surreptitiously looked at him as he came out of the elevator door.

His face is very bad, the wrinkles between his eyebrows are very deep, so deep that flies can almost be caught. We can imagine his mood now.

As if sensing her gaze, he stares at the elevator door, and she peeks at his door in a cold, piercing voice. "You're not hallucinating. I'm still alive."

She quickly took back her sight, slightly buried her head, eyes suddenly some do not know where to put.

Then he heard his voice, low and cold, with an unspeakable sarcasm, "so, are you disappointed?"

Her palm is cold all of a sudden, stupidly speechless.

Why did she feel that when he said this sentence, it was mixed with a little sadness?

"Ding!"

When the elevator reached the floor, it made a clear sound, breaking her silence.

She pursed her lips. "Sheng Zong, here we are."

At the same time, the elevator door slowly opened to both sides.

He stepped out of the elevator with a long leg.

The corridor faint yellow light halo falls, falls on his body, inexplicably will his tall and straight figure outline several lonely.

I don't know if it's an illusion. She seems to see his back and pause for a second under the light and shadow.

In the blink of an eye, disappear in sight.

"Miss Liu, do it yourself."

Cheng Chi takes a look at her, drops this sentence and quickly follows Sheng Youting.

Can you do it yourself?

When she is awake, she always takes care of herself.

She will take medicine on time, control her emotions, will not let last night's things happen again, otherwise all her previous efforts will fall short.

This time he was lucky. Sheng Youting let her off, but next time, he would never tolerate her again.

Is she going to be tied up like a dog again?

Never!

She closed her eyes and put on a cool smile on her lips.

Then lift your feet and walk out of the elevator.

In addition to the inconvenience of the left hand, the work is a little busy, everything is still normal.

In the multimedia conference room in the afternoon, the manager of the business department is giving a business report to the screen.

Liu Liu sat on the Secretary's desk, listening to the manager's report, and bearing the sharp pain in her wrist, she was pounding words on the computer and taking minutes of the meeting.

This meeting time is too long, she gradually some can't bear, forehead constantly Qin out of the dense sweat, wet her forehead broken hair, pale like a piece of white paper.

"That's all for today's meeting."

On the top of the conference room, the man suddenly got up from the bench chair and dropped a few words coldly, then he walked out in a big stride, regardless of the consternation of the people at the bottom.

Usually there is nothing urgent. Their boss will not terminate the meeting midway. What's going on today?

There was no phone call, no crisis, and there was no reason for the meeting to end.

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other. They didn't know what happened. They just noticed that the man's face was not very good.

Is it because you are sick and your body can't bear it?

Liu Liu's fingers on the keyboard stopped and looked at the man who suddenly terminated the meeting. Her eyes were confused for a moment.

The man suddenly looked back at her, his face full of impatience, "silly Leng to do what, do not know to follow up."

"Yes, Mr. Sheng."

She answered, quickly closed the laptop on the desktop, with the uninjured right hand to keep up with the man, followed him out of the meeting room.

And they left with Cheng Chi.

On the way back to the president's office, the man seemed to be finally unable to suppress, coughing twice, as if he had already forbeared to the extreme.

Liu Liu suddenly understood the reason why he suddenly terminated the meeting.

Cheng Chi worried, "young master, I'd better send you to the hospital. You can't stand the iron beating body."

The man frowned in displeasure, with indifference in his voice, "talkative."

Cheng Chi just pursed his lips and didn't speak any more. He only frowned deeply.

Liu Liu did not dare to speak any more. She followed the man silently.

His injury is her masterpiece of madness. If she talks rashly, if she doesn't say anything right and annoys him, it will be in trouble.While he doesn't look so angry now, she will be obedient and quiet and obey orders.

Back to the president's office, the man sat on the bench, lifted his eyes and knocked on the woman who was low in front of him.

Seeing her pale face, which could not be covered by cosmetics, and the broken hair on her forehead, which was stained with cold sweat, I felt uneasy.

He didn't understand. She looked so thin and vulnerable, but why did she look like she couldn't be knocked down?

It is like a tough weed. Even if it is pulled out, as long as there is still a little root, it will grow again and spread wildly. It will not be easily defeated and knocked down.

He suddenly thought that at the meeting just now, she was clearly dying of pain, but she was still holding on, holding on without saying a word, and could not help becoming more irritable.

Blue veins appeared on his forehead. He pulled off his tie impatiently. It was about the strength in his hand that he pulled two buttons off his collar.

So obvious abnormal, Cheng Chi and Liu Liu naturally see in the eye.

Liu Liu atmosphere did not dare to say a word, but Cheng Chi was very worried and called out carefully, "young master."

The man's face was heavy. "Go and move me the desk in the Secretary's room."

Cheng Chi didn't respond for a moment, "ah?"

His blue eyes concealed tengtengteng anger, "can't understand people's words?"

Cheng Chi came back to himself, "I understand."

"Not yet. Now, now!"

"Yes, young master."

Cheng Chi took orders and walked out of the president's office.

Liu Liu understood what he wanted to do and subconsciously raised her eyes to the man in front of her.

He just looked at her.

Her pupil, reflected in his eyes fire, ear is his cold voice, "from today on, you work in my office."

She did not ask why, but obeyed orders in a low voice, "yes, Mr. Sheng."

He sneered and laughed in horror. "Now it's pretty good. Where was the momentum of stabbing my heart with a knife last night?"

Her heart tip trembled, deliberately buried her head, "sorry, Sheng Zong."

"Remember, this is the last chance I'll give you."