Chapter 31: Give her thirty seconds (red envelopes will be added) Fu Jingjing’s stretched out hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air...

Suddenly a generous hand gently held her, and the sudden warmth in her hand made her raise her head in surprise——

A night of drinking to drown his sorrows seemed to have made his usually clean and tidy handsome appearance look a lot worse. There were some dense, short green stubbles sprouting slightly on his normally smooth mandible, and his eye sockets were slightly sunken.

It was clearly covered with bright red bloodshot streaks from lack of sleep...

Qian Puyi staggered a few steps away from Amy without leaving a trace, avoiding her touch, "Amy, you take a step first, I will come soon.╞26nbsp;╡"

As soon as she opened her mouth, there was a hoarse and painful voice, which immediately deeply aroused the belated guilt in Fu Jingjing's heart. She bit her lip unconsciously and passively clasped the big palm in her hand. There was something in the air.

A hint of long-lost and blurred emotion flows gurgling like an endless stream...

"Vice President!" It's not that Amy doesn't know what Qian Puyi means, but what can he gain if he continues to flirt with Fu Jingjing?

Her already deep and concave outline became rigid now, "Mr. Cheng has told me that you must attend the meeting on time at 10:30. There are still three minutes left -"

Qian Puyi looked at her deeply and said, "Amy, I can handle it myself."

The boss has clearly stated her position, and she should step away and abide by her duties. However, Amy's eyes turned red for a moment, "Can I still believe you? When did you not say this? But, look,

See what you have become..."

Fu Jingjing froze in place in shock. Only then did Amy realize that she seemed to have said something she shouldn't have said. She said to Fu Jingjing sarcastically, "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited. The vice president is having a hard time..."

He walked away in a hurry.

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Outside the white-painted metal door of the safety exit on the 18th floor, Fu Jingjing and Qian Puyi looked at each other quietly.

The empty space was inexplicably stuffy. Fu Jingjing wanted to take her hand out of Qian Puyi's big palm, but he stubbornly clenched it tighter. There was tenderness and love in his eyes that she didn't dare to look directly at, "Jingjing,

I heard that you had a big fight with Mr. Cheng because of me?"

"He is so unreasonable! Whoever is sick is not allowed to take sick leave——"

"Are you worried about me?"

"…………"

"Jingjing, do you know what I was thinking when I saw you put on the skirt I gave you?"

"Um?"

"Jingjing, stop lying to yourself! If you really don't have me in your heart, how can you continue to wear the clothes I gave you?"

"I……"

Fu Jingjing moved her lips and wanted to say something, but Qian Puyi's words drowned out her voice, "Jingjing, I don't need your sympathy or your pity, I just want you to come back to me -

—”

"What I want to be strong is not anyone's shoulders. The embrace is a place where I cannot stay. The world is so crowded and so hurried..."

The familiar ringtone of her call interrupted Qian Puyi's endless affectionate confessions. Fu Jingjing glanced at the phone screen and saw the company number.

She pressed answer and said, "Fu Jingjing, give you thirty seconds and appear in front of me immediately!"

It was actually someone who was shouting orders in an arrogant and arrogant manner, taking advantage of his own personal grievances!

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(Thank you 532636094 for the 376 red envelopes you gave me this afternoon. Oh, I love you. This chapter is an update of the red envelopes. See you tomorrow, beauties, o(n_n)o7e...)
Chapter completed!