On the days when Shenwangjin was absent, Zhuang Yibo's life became simpler.

Except for the necessary itinerary to go to Huo's house, at other times, she is basically in a state that can't be out of the door. At home, she is also a quiet and silent person. The only one who will make a sound is her musical instrument.

The maids at home only think she seems to be practicing the piano anytime, anywhere, regardless of the morning and evening, regardless of day and night.

Fortunately, the villa is large enough and the surroundings are empty enough. Even if she keeps piano day and night, she will not disturb anyone.

Zhuang Yibo practiced for two days, and finally stopped for a few hours on the third day.

Those hours were because she received a call from Zhuang Zhonghong.

"I just called Wangjin and mentioned the company about the company, but he hung up the phone without saying a few words." Zhuang Zhonghong asked her, "Yi Bo, will you not reconcile?

Ask you to call him clearly, have you called? "

Zhuang Yibo sat in a chair and listened to the phone, silently without answering.

Seeing this, Zhuang Zhonghong sighed slightly, and then said, "Yibo, you have always been very obedient and obedient. Dad believes that you are a sensible child.

There should be a degree of everything, especially between two people, there is always one party who wants to bow first, is it? Just like me and your mother, do you always bow your head first? Of course, look at it, hope

He is a person who is doing big things. You have just begun. He may be overbearing, and it is not so easy to serve. Then you have to be softer.

Listening to the phone on the phone, Zhuang Zhonghong taught as a person who came over. Zhuang Yibo just listened quietly, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Zhuang Zhonghong said something else, and then returned to the topic, saying: "The company is here, I am considering inviting Wangjin to invest, so that we will really become a family and have supported it. In the future, our dealer will

It can be regarded as a big deal. This is a major event. Yibo, you have to consider not only for yourself, but also for the dealer, for me and your mother ... In the past few days, your mother can not eat it for the company and you.

Can't sleep, can't be anxious ... You're obedient, ah? "

"Okay." Zhuang Yibo finally responded. He didn't say much, and soon hung up the phone.

She still did not call Shen Wangjin, but instead quietly dazed in the chair. Until the evening, her piano sound sounded again, and she rang until late at night.

Nympho

How long does Shin Wangjin leave, how long Zhuang Yibo has passed in this state.

One week later, Zhuang Yibo went back to Huo's house. As soon as he entered the door, he suddenly realized something wrong.

The servant just came out of the kitchen holding the tea. When he saw her, he immediately said: "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Shen is back!"

Her tone is really happy, as if she really waited for a long time.

After all, under such a job, it is not easy to face such two weird people.

Zhuang Yibo didn't say anything. He didn't stay downstairs as usual, and turned upstairs.

Upstairs, there was a clear voice in the semi -open office area of ​​Shenwangjin. It was that he and Shen Ruiwen were discussing business affairs. Zhuang Yibo passed by the open door and returned to his room.

She walked very lightly, opened the door very lightly, and closed the door very lightly, all in the same manner as before.

But just as she closed the door, Shen Wangjin, who was talking behind the desk, suddenly paused slightly and raised his eyes in the direction of the door.

Just then the servant came in with tea and reported to him equally happily: "Mr. Shen, Miss Zhuang is back."

When Shen Wangjin heard this, he just nodded slowly and said nothing for a while.

The servant came forward to pour him tea and put it at hand. He looked at him carefully before saying, "Mr. Shen seems to be looking much better when he comes back this time. It'll be fine when you're back. If you're not at home, Miss Zhuang will take care of herself every day."

Locked in the room, no matter how hard I tried to persuade her, she wouldn't come out..."

Shen Wangjin still just responded lightly, took the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

The servant quickly withdrew again. Shen Ruiwen saw Shen Wangjin sitting back in the chair and probably guessed what he was thinking, so he asked, "How about we stop here today?"

"Yeah." Shen Wangjin didn't say much.

Shen Ruiwen quickly packed up the documents in front of him and put them into categories. Then he took his belongings and left the second floor.

Shen Wangjin was still sitting there, drinking the cup of tea slowly, then slowly got up and walked to the room where Zhuang Yibo was.

When he entered, Zhuang Yibo was washing his face in the bathroom. When he raised his face from the sink, only an unpolished hibiscus face was revealed.

Her face is very attractive, probably because of God's blessing. Even though her body has lost weight, her face remains the same as before. This is why he never noticed that she was getting thinner. But now, although her face is still pale,

Still no blood, but still beautiful.

When Zhuang Yibo saw him appearing in the mirror, the expression on his face didn't change much. He just looked at him quietly and walked closer from the doorway.

When he got close, he slowly raised his hand and stretched it directly towards her neck.

Her body stiffened subconsciously, but she didn't hide.

The next moment, Shen Wangjin just stretched out his hand and gently opened her collar.

Under the turtleneck sweater, although the bruise on her neck is no longer obvious, a clear line can still be seen...

Shen Wangjin's fingertips slowly stroked the thin line from beginning to end.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked.

Zhuang Yibo stood quietly, letting him touch her gently, without moving or answering.

Shen Wangjin's eyes fell on her face again, and he looked at her quietly.

There was still no expression on her face, but he just felt that something was different.

His eyes stayed on her face for a long time, and he did not dwell on the previous question anymore. He just said: "I heard from the servant that you stay in the room every day and don't even leave the door?"

She still didn't answer, just lowered her eyes slightly.

But Shen Wangjin took another step forward, got closer to her, and whispered: "Is the room so comfortable?"

This sentence is not a question.

Zhuang Yibo slowly raised his eyes, and the moment he met his gaze again, Shen Wangjin slowly laughed.

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The servant originally thought that after Shen Wangjin came back, Zhuang Yibo would be able to return to his previous living conditions. Although it didn't seem quite right, it was still better than the days when Shen Wangjin was not at home.
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