Su Bai frowned and thought to himself that it was not the same level where Yan Ye was.
He was not in the mood to wait any longer, so he immediately found the stairs and ran up, and called Fu Yanye at the same time.
As soon as the other side was connected, Su Bai said excitedly: "Yan Ye, I seem to see Xiao Jian's sister. She went to the tenth floor."
Tenth floor?
Fu Yanye immediately sat up from the bed, and his breath was even a little disordered.
He took off the needle from his hand and let the blood flow out along the needle hole, but his legs stopped as soon as they touched the ground.
She came, not looking at him.
What's wrong with her?
It has been a year since her injury, has she not been able to heal yet?
Her legs, stained with blood, suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he ran out quickly.
Because the typhoon was coming, everything that was not too slow had changed rapidly.
When Su Bai ran to the tenth floor, they had already left. Su Bai walked around the offices but didn't see Zhuo Jian's people. He could only run to the service desk: "Have you seen two women coming up just now?"
woman?
The staff at the service desk looked at both sides and there were four or five pairs here.
Su Bai turned his head and found out about this. After thinking about it, he said, "She is very beautiful."
Everyone: "..."
The hostility from the girl present immediately looked at him.
Su Bai had to continue running again, but wherever he went, he would find her.
Fu Yanye ran downstairs, "Where are hers?"
"Yan Ye, I'll throw her away."
Su Bai sat in a chair by the wall, looked at Fu Yanye in disappointment and said.
Fu Yanye's already pale face was even less bloody, and even a little cold.
"Maybe you read it wrong."
"It's not wrong. I followed him from Shengxin Villa. Although she has lost a little weight, her behavior has not changed, and Yuan Xia has not changed much from last year."
Even a little black suit all day long.
"Go back."
Fu Yanye felt heartbroken when he heard this, and he lowered his head and walked towards the elevator.
Su Bai had to follow him reluctantly, why did the person suddenly disappear?
Yuan Xia just went to write a order and went downstairs immediately.
She didn't even reach the tenth floor, and was waiting outside the filming room on the first floor.
She used to love wearing leather shoes, but now she goes out and exercises. Chang Xia runs to her, "Okay."
Zhuo Jian stood up, Chang Xia delivered the order from the small window, and soon Zhuo Jian walked in.
Sheng Xin called in, and Chang Xia answered, "Mrs. is filming."
"The typhoon is coming soon, go home early."
"clear."
Chang Xia hung up the phone after saying that. This year, she has never liked Sheng Xin.
Su Bai was still guarding the parking lot. He saw that the car that Yuan Xia was driving was still there, and it was true.
Not long afterwards, he saw Yuan Xia and Zhuo Jian come out from inside. He didn't go up and say hello, but followed them.
When the car passed by the beach, Zhuo Jian felt a little emotional in his calm eyes.
There was chaos around, and several media people who didn't know where were trying to fiddle with their tools.
The reporter stood on the shore with a microphone. A strong wind gust, and the sign that I forgot to collect on the roadside was blown up and hit the reporter directly.
When the car was about to drive, she gave an order lightly but confidently: "Stop."
Yuan Xia turned to look at her: "We have to go back quickly."
"Should you wait."
Zhuo Jian said and pushed open the car door.
Chang Xia was frightened and immediately followed him.
Zhuo Jian walked towards there with big strides.
"lady!"
Chang Xia was worried about chasing her.
The reporter's leg was seriously injured and bleeding, and their staff also surrounded him, "This sign is rusted, you have to go to the hospital immediately."
"But what should I do if the news?"
At this time, the reporter was still worried that he would not be able to report the situation here in time.
"I'll do it."
She stood behind them.
Everyone looked back at her. The rain had already washed away her face and could not see clearly.
She bent down, and the sound was as high as possible for them to hear.
The wind blew her hair up, and she picked up the black headband on her wrist and tied her wet hair, revealing her small face as big as a palm.
——
The news was released on time, and her appearance on TV was blurry, and she couldn't even recognize her if she didn't look carefully.
The wind and rain were too heavy, her face was already so wet, and she was wrapped tightly by the raincoat given by the staff.
A typhoon hit in the afternoon and there were no vehicles on the road.
The news was replayed in the luxurious ward of the hospital, a TV hanging from the wall.
"Yan Ye, it seems that it is really Little Jian's sister. She went to help without hesitation. I didn't dare to stop her when I saw Chang Xia beside me."
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just stared at the people in the news.
Her face was washed away by the rain so hard that it was impossible to see clearly, but he knew that it was indeed her.
She loves that industry, so of course she will do nothing.
Su Bai said that the female reporter was carried away at that time, or that the journalists had a spirit that they did not have.
However, Sheng Xin said she had lost her memory.
She didn't look like she was on the screen.
"Yan Ye, will Xiao Jian not lose her memory? It seems normal for me to see her look."
Su Bai also stared at Zhuo Jian on TV. He remembered the scene he saw. She discussed the problem with the staff in an orderly manner, and was so calm that she quickly reported the situation at that time, although there was a real powerful typhoon at that time.
It hasn't come yet, but the wind is already very strong.
Fu Yanye's eyebrows were slightly frowning and suddenly smiled.
——
The next day, the typhoon stopped and the city returned to its original appearance.
Fu Yanye met Chang Xia in Fanxing.
Chang Xia was obviously over-negative when she saw him, but when she found out that he had lost weight, she couldn't help but look at him more.
"boss."
Chang Xia called him respectfully and cautiously.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at her. It has been a year since she was still not changing.
"Am I still your boss now?"
Fu Yanye asked softly.
Chang Xia almost said something like the boss for one day and his life, but in the end he just lowered his head silently.
"Does she know you're here to see me?"
Fu Yanye asked.
Chang Xia looked at him again if he didn't understand.
Fu Yanye got up, walked to the bed and looked at the scenery outside and said, "Zhuo Jian."
"Mrs. Don't know."
Chang Xia whispered and bit her lip.
Fu Yanye sighed and turned to look at her: "Have her injuries healed?"
"It's almost OK. Yesterday, I went to the hospital for a follow-up examination. The doctor said that I would go to the follow-up examination once in the next six months."
Chang Xia explained.
Fu Yanye felt a sense of dampness and heat in his heart as he listened.
"Did she mention me?"
Fu Yanye asked again.
"No."
Chang Xia's voice was even smaller.
Fu Yanye listened but had a keen eye flashed through his black eyes, then looked at Chang Xia and said, "Look at me."
Chang Xia was a little scared and looked up at him.
Fu Yanye walked closer to her, "Sheng Xin said she lost her memory, right?"