Jiang Yaojing raised his eyes and stared at him for two seconds, and said in a deep voice, "Isn't I dead?"
Chen Yue replied, "It's not dead, it's the driver who died."
"Treat it cleanly and you can give the deceased more compensation."
Chen Yue responded, "Yes."
Chen Yue felt quite guilty about this matter. His target was Gu Zhenting, but he ended up killing an innocent person.
"You may need to go there with the company," said Chen Yue.
"I see."
Jiang Yaojing responded lightly, without a trace of expression on his face, so cold that it could freeze the air around him. He raised his hand and signaled that Chen Yue could leave.
Jiang Yaojing's face has been heavy these days, and Chen Yue was not as cautious as before when he spoke to him.
He retreated.
Close the door of the study room, he saw Song Yunyun in the living room and said, "Do you care about General Jiang?"
Those who are subordinates, working in this atmosphere, are so suppressed that they are about to suffocate.
Huo Xun was unwilling to come. He used to not like to go to the company, but now he is in the company every day and doesn’t want to come back.
It’s not that Song Yunyun didn’t want to care about Jiang Yaojing, but now he needs some time to digest Lin Yuwan’s death.
How long did Lin Yuwan die?
Make him laugh all day long?
Is it possible?
He was not that kind of person before, and now it is even more impossible.
Song Yunyun knew the pain in his heart.
"Give him some time."
She whispered.
"I just think Mr. Jiang has always been like this, which makes people worry." This is also Chen Yue's true thought.
I feel that Jiang Yaojing is too depressed.
He felt uncomfortable, and it was okay to swear loudly. This silence made the space he was with him very unpleasant, making it difficult to breathe.
Chen Yue was afraid that Jiang Yaojing would get sick again after such a long time.
Song Yunyun said, "I understand."
Chen Yue sighed, "I'm leaving."
Song Yunyun nodded, "Okay.
After Chen Yue left, Song Yunyun hugged Shuangshuang and was about to return to the room when the door of the study suddenly rang.
Jiang Yaojing opened the door and saw Song Yunyun in the living room, saying, "Come in, I have something to say to you."
Song Yunyun whispered, "Shuangshuang fell asleep, I'll put him down."
Jiang Yaojing didn't say anything, so he had acquiesced.
Song Yunyun returned to the room and put Shuangshuang on the bed. Shuangshuang moved uneasyly. There were signs of waking up. Song Yunyun hugged him and gently patted him on the back.
After a while, she finally fell asleep before she dared to pull out her hand.
At this time, my arms were numb.
Both of them are so sank now.
She walked out of the room and gently closed the door, moving her arms towards the study.
She pushed open the door.
Jiang Yaojing turned around, his body was tall and straight, shrouded by the sunlight behind him, and the wisps of light were entangled in his face, rendering him even more cold and handsome.
Song Yunyun hesitated for a moment before slowly taking steps in.
She had never looked at him so quietly. He was not yet thirty years old, but he had a mature smell, calm and hot body.
At this moment, his eyebrows and his expression were as calm as a lake, and they could not stir up any turbulence.
Song Yunyun's heart ached faintly.
She doesn't like this feeling.
She took the initiative to approach, pressed down the bitterness, raised her face, and squeezed out a smile.
Jiang Yaojing lowered his eyelids and frowned. His expression was complicated, so complicated that no one could see through it.
"You called me, are you talking to me about something?" she spoke first.
"Well, I'm going to go to the company." He replied.
After finishing his words, "It may take some time."
Song Yunyun asked, "Then, do you have time to attend Shen Zhiqian's wedding?"
Jiang Yaojing said he didn't know.
She suddenly hugged him, her arms tightly surrounding his waist, "I will miss you."
Jiang Yaojing did not move, and there was no response.
Even the body was tense.
Song Yunyun raised her head, tiptoed to kiss his cold lips.
The moment he touched it, he moved away.
"If I don't come back, go for me."
After saying that, he pried away Song Yunyun's hand, "I still have something to do."
It means you can go out.
Song Yunyun stood there, his refusal and coldness were like a knife, and his life hurt.