That day when Zhuo Jian got off work, he came out of the desk and said on the phone: "We will go back tomorrow morning."
"Well, don't worry, I'll give you a holiday tomorrow."
Zhuo Jian agreed, and when he looked up, he saw that in the place where the sunset was setting, someone stood in front of the car wearing only trousers and shirts, looking at the ground with his hands in his pockets. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he looked like at this moment.
But it fell into her eyes and in her heart.
On the other hand, Jian Qian and the others went to find a tavern to drink after work.
At around 10 o'clock in the evening, everyone came out of the tavern, it rained, and got on the same taxi back to the hotel.
"It seems like there is a car following us, is it with you?"
The driver expressed doubts.
Jian Qian and the others looked back and saw a black sedan following them, but it should be just a walk?
"Master, we came from another place. We have no friends or enemies here, so we should be on the way."
"That's how it is."
The driver didn't ask any more questions and continued to drive them to the hotel.
After the four people got off the car, the driver looked back when he left, and found that the car was no longer following him, so he felt relieved.
But after the four people entered the elevator, the elevator that was about to be turned off was pushed open from outside.
All four looked outside.
The man was wearing a black shirt, with one hand in his pocket and one hand holding his cell phone in one hand.
Looks like...
Because I was in another place, the four of them dared not look at it randomly, but they just felt it was familiar.
But after he went in, he turned his back to them.
It took a few seconds in the elevator to be a little weird.
Jian Qian at the end didn't even notice him. She was looking down at the nearby gift shop, intending to buy some small gifts for Zhuo Jian's babies before leaving.
They went out on the same floor, and everyone went back to their own rooms. When Jian Qian opened the door, she felt a figure not far away. She glanced at her in a blink of an eye, and then the man looked at her.
Well!
She heard something falling on the ground.
The man's smile immediately shocked his heart.
She didn't know what to do, he had already walked to her and prompted her, "Your room card has dropped."
She was about to squat down to pick it up, but he had already picked it up for her.
The two of them looked at each other, holding a room card with both hands.
Jian Qian felt it was getting more and more dangerous, because soon after, he entered her guest room and closed the door for her.
“I’m here for a business trip.”
Feng Ying said this.
Jian Qian's voice was a little tense, "Then why did you come to my room?"
"When I see a friend, of course I have to say hello."
He said he was a friend?
Jian Qian stood by the window inside, keeping a distance from him far enough.
He also walked to the window, but sat on the sofa, then looked up at her, "Are you tired of standing?"
The two sofas were quite far apart, but Jian Qian didn't dare to sit over and said quickly: "It doesn't matter, I'll just stand."
"I said I treated you as a friend. What a friend means is that I will not do anything casually."
“…”
Jian Qian didn't understand it very much, but sat down.
He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her, and she took it, "Thank you."
"Um."
He unscrewed another bottle for himself, holding the mineral water bottle with his fingers, but staring at her, "Is this business trip going well?"
"Yeah, it's going well."
Until you meet you.
She thought so in her heart, and she didn't dare to say it.
She always felt that Feng Ying was a dangerous person.
"Will you go back tomorrow?"
He asked again.
“…”
Jian Qian didn't plan to report her itinerary to him, so she looked at him silently.
"You are so cautious, are you really not planning to make friends, right?"
"Mr. Feng came here just to tell me this, right?"
She politely made up.
"Of course I want something else."
The look he looked at her immediately had a deep meaning.
"But I promised you that you must agree."
He also said, it looks gentlemanly.
Jian Qian really couldn't believe he was a real gentleman.
He looks like a hypocritical mask now, and he should be dark and bloody.
"Someone will come to my room to look for me later, so I'll come and take a look."
He also glanced at his watch as he said.
Jian Qian also glanced at his watch, which cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars.
She lowered her head again, holding the mineral water bottle with a little uncomfortable.
"If you are tired, go and take a shower and go to bed, I'll leave myself later."
"You mean you are sitting here and watching me sleep?"
Jian Qian thought to herself that you think I can sleep?
Still taking a shower and sleeping?
She didn't mind having sex, he had good bed skills, and what she minded was random thoughts.
He smiled, but soon turned cold.
Jian Qian looked towards the door, and she heard a commotion outside the door.
It seemed that a door was knocked open, and she realized that what he said might be true and looked at him nervously.
Feng Ying also looked at her, his eyes were very calm.
About ten minutes later, there were footsteps in the corridor, but it was soon inaudible.
She asked him nervously: "Who did you provoke?"
Her voice is very small.
"Scared? Don't worry, I won't involve you."
Feng Ying said.
Jian Qian was so scared that she wasn't afraid of being implicated.
She looked at him, unable to say what it felt.
"I said that the Feng family has many children, and if there is so many people watching a location, there will always be open and secret battles."
He said.
Jian Qian no longer dared to give advice at will, nor even speak at will, but just looked at him in fear.
How dark will the open and secret struggles of wealthy families be?
She remembered that she heard her father say a long time ago that there was a wealthy family with four children robbing power, two of whom died, one was disabled, and the other, although he inherited his father's position, he almost died for a lifetime.
"Don't be afraid."
“…”
While she was still thinking about it, her hand was suddenly held.
She came to her senses and watched him lean into her, holding her hand, her eyes full of comfort.
"Feng Ying, don't have any trouble."
She didn't know why, so she said this.
Feng Ying laughed, "Yes."
He still held her hand and stroked it gently.
The two of them looked at each other for so long. She felt that Feng Ying's heart was a little more relaxed, but she was very nervous.
Their fate is not deep, so why is she nervous?
Whether he is life or death, what does it have to do with her?
"Don't you remember it yet?"
He suddenly asked again, his voice was very soft.
Jian Qian looked at him in confusion, "What?"
He smiled and looked down at her hands. Her hands were no longer as hard as before. They were very soft and soft. They wanted to keep taking care of them and make these hands better.
"Did you say we've seen it before? If so, why don't you give me a reminder?"
She thought about it and asked him.
"Let's talk about this in a few days, this happened in the past."
"How many days will it take?"
She was not interested in what he said, but she wanted to know how many days it would be.
She actually wanted to know.
"A week, if you see me again in City A in a week, I will tell you."