Jiang Shu couldn't help being attracted, and his voice was deliberately lowered, "Fu Shiyan."
As charming as Daji, you will become addicted if you are not careful.
At this moment, the elevator arrived, and the doors on both sides slowly opened, revealing the oppressive parking lot in front of them.
Fu Shiyan instantly restrained his passion and pulled away from her arms, "That's it."
Jiang Shu lost his support and almost fell to the ground. He staggered a few steps and was furious at the man's ruthless figure. Damn it!
Today, the driver was driving and there were people in the car. She couldn't afford to act recklessly, so she simply gave up and fell asleep leaning on the seat.
She didn't wake up until she arrived at Mingyuan. Fu Shiyan didn't intend to care about her. The moment he got off the car, he sat back down, pressed his temples, and shouted helplessly: "Jiang Shu, we're here."
She was motionless, her black hair stuck to her face, and she was sleeping soundly.
Fu Shiyan had a headache and could only reach out and carry her out of the car.
The servant opened the door and lowered his voice unconsciously when he saw this scene, "Is Madam asleep?"
Fu Shiyan hummed, went upstairs and kicked the door open with his toes, and placed her on the soft bed.
The soft touch unique to women disappeared. When Fu Shiyan left, he paid attention to the room. It had been completely marked by Jiang Shu, and her belongings were everywhere.
There was a stack of picture albums on the bedside table. Fu Shiyan paused and saw that the first picture he saw was the Q version of himself, with a few big words written next to it: Big Devil!
Fu Shiyan sneered and looked at the woman on the bed again.
My painting skills are quite good, but it's a pity that I don't do my job properly.
He picked it up and looked down. It was not a Q-print. There were some strange things drawn on it, including money, ice cream, an injured face, and a bloody hand holding a knife.
There is also a hand-drawn photo of him and Xiaoxiao.
The photo at the old house.
Fu Shiyan unconsciously clenched the paper between his fingers and looked at the sleeping woman again, with countless emotions flooding into his mind.
The door was gently closed, and in silence, Jiang Shu opened his eyes.
The cool smell belonging to Fu Shiyan was still floating in the air. She greedily sucked it. She turned over and looked at the bedside table. The paintings were put away and put in place.
Zhou Liangqi said that as long as he got five points of Fu Shiyan's affection, it was enough. After hearing this, she felt that it was as difficult as climbing to the sky. But at this moment, she suddenly had an intuition. Maybe, it could be more than five points?
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Regarding the Jinxiu City project, Song Ke said he was assisting, but in fact, he was completely hands-off and did not interfere with these matters at all. Jiang Shu worked overtime alone to catch up on the design, and his eyes were red.
"Assistant Mut?" Song Ke got off work today. As soon as he walked to the elevator, he saw Mu Yi waiting for the elevator.
Mu Yi nodded to her, "Director Song is off work?"
"Yes." Mu Yi is a popular person around Fu Shiyan, and Song Ke doesn't dare to be presumptuous.
"Jinxiu City is a big project that the company attaches great importance to. Director Song must be very busy these days." Mu Yi asked with a smile.
Song Ke was furious when he heard this, and sneered angrily: "I'm just helping, I'm not busy."
Mu Yi looked back with half-understanding, Jiang Shu was still typing on the keyboard at his workstation, "I don't know how the company arranged it. Director Song's ability is obvious to all, so why did he end up in the position of assisting."
"Assistant Mutt, you are really discerning. Who can say otherwise? Some people are not worthy of their moral integrity, and some unspoken rules have been used to bring bad luck."
The two took the elevator downstairs. Mu Yi went to the on-site cafe, bought two cups of Americano, and handed one to Song Ke, "Is De not worthy of her position? Then she should abdicate."