Fu Shiyan's eyes stayed on her neck for three seconds, and he stood up immediately. Jiang Shu looked at his back and felt really panicked. She was afraid that he would find something.
But the man just found a medical kit, rummaged through it, and came back with a tube of ointment.
Jiang Shu lowered his head, squeezed out a little bit, and gently applied it on her neck with his fingertips, "Have you finished handling the matters in the studio?"
There was nothing wrong. She still let him take action, "It's done."
"I wanted to spend the afternoon with you." As Fu Shiyan was applying the oil, he suddenly saw that her long black hair had a section where it had been pulled by someone. For a moment, he almost felt angry.
Jiang Shu's most precious thing is her long hair. It doesn't matter anything else. Only the best shampoo and conditioner should be used. Over time, Fu Shiyan also thinks that her long hair is the most beautiful. But now, it has been torn off.
some.
"No need, I can handle it myself." Jiang Shu didn't notice anything unusual about him.
Fu Shiyan retracted his hand and tightened the ointment, "Winter is a good time to rest. Try to run out as little as possible."
His words were unclear, and Jiang Shu mistakenly thought that he was afraid that he would know about Wen Shu.
She hummed, "What about you, have you settled your affairs?"
The two looked at each other, neither of them clearly seeing the emotions in the other's eyes, "Okay."
Fu Shiyan turned around, but Jiang Shu couldn't hold it in after all. She suddenly said: "Fu Shiyan."
He paused, waiting for her next sentence.
But Jiang Shu didn't speak again. She wanted to ask, but didn't know how to ask.
Fu Shiyan turned sideways and looked at her. At this moment, his phone rang. He immediately stopped answering and said something, "When did it happen?"
He glanced at Jiang Shu.
She mouthed and asked: What's wrong?
Fu Shiyan turned on the speakerphone, and Secretary Huo's voice came out from the other end, "The Zhou family concealed the news very well. It took them one day and one night to handle everything. We received the news too late."
Secretary Huo's tone was very angry, "I never expected that such a good opportunity would be taken up by Zhou Liangqi."
Fu Shiyan had no expression, "During the Chinese New Year, he just took advantage of it. I don't blame anyone."
Secretary Huo hesitated and continued: "Mr. Fu... I found out that the drawing design for this project undertaken by Mr. Zhou is... blank."
As soon as these words came out, there was almost a thunder, and Jiang Shu's pupils dilated slightly.
The blank space is her and Qingying's studio.
She knew that since she found out something was wrong with the Zhou family, the news that she and the Zhou family had cooperated could no longer be concealed.
Fu Shiyan looked at her again and answered the phone, "I understand."
After hanging up the phone, he stood there and asked, "When did it start?"
Fu Shiyan was very calm, so calm that people feared it was a precursor to anger.
"...More than a month ago." Jiang Shu originally wanted to say that it was Qingying who insisted on taking on this project, but the matter was at this point and the two of them were one, so there was no point in saying this.
"why did not you tell me."
"The project has been accepted, I'm afraid you won't be happy."
Fu Shiyan walked up to her and she sat on the sofa. From the perspective of the two of them, he was condescending, "Is it to repay Zhou Liangqi's favor?"
"...So." Jiang Shu clenched the corners of his clothes tightly, his palms were all sweaty, "I've caused trouble for you..."
The man narrowed his eyes and said, "Repaying kindness is a traditional virtue, so it's understandable."