After the blackening, the beauties were madly criticized for abolishing the legs of the president

Chapter 28 I really fell in love with her
The man's somewhat unclear pupils were blood-colored, which was unusual.His breathing was weak, and even his heart was beating extremely slowly.

"What happened?" Fu Yimo withdrew his hand, turned his head to look at Anke, and asked the patient's family members like a doctor routinely, with an extremely indifferent voice.

"I don't know." Anke shook her head worriedly, and couldn't help but forget Shen Yunchen on the bed.

The man's face was haggard and pale, his thin lips were slightly dry, and his eyebrows were always slightly drawn, as if he couldn't forget his grudge even in his sleep.So morbid, but still perfect as a god.

"There was a regular meeting this morning. When the driver and I rushed here to pick up Mr. Shen, we found that he wanted to throw things like crazy and hurt himself." Her voice was extremely low, with a sense of guilt and blame yourself.

As Shen Yunchen's assistant and secretary, I should be damned for letting my boss do this.
"I see, you go out first." Shen Yunchen said indifferently, walked to the medical box, and began to mix the medicine meticulously, with a serious expression.

An Ke nodded, a little worried and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he held back feeling inappropriate.She still believed in Fu Yimo in her heart, after all, every time Shen Yunchen's illness broke out, he could only recover by suppressing him.

After countless injections of medicine were injected into the vein, Shen Yunchen woke up.

The moment he regained consciousness, the depressive pain in his heart swept over him, and he hissed in pain, dense sweat broke out on his forehead, which instantly wet the hair on his forehead.

"Since your wife left, you've had three times as many attacks as usual."

Fu Yimo's voice did not contain any emotion. Unlike Shen Yunchen's cold and low voice when he spoke, his tone was extremely flat, neither tepid nor cold, and even a bit ignorant of the worldly affairs. Wear what you want.

Hearing this, Shen Yunchen covered his chest with one hand and sat up on the bed, watching his back as he was arranging the medical box, his eyes were a little vague.

After a while like this, there was no response to what the man said just now.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be at absolute zero.When Shen Yunchen and Fu Yimo faced each other, it was tantamount to meeting the frost and snow in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Fu Yimo didn't mind that he didn't get an answer. After packing up the medical box, he turned his back to the man on the bed and said slowly: "A reminder, no matter what the reason is, it's best to restrain yourself. I'm not sure, next time you Still not so lucky to wake up."

He spoke without expressing his meaning or explaining much, seemingly polite and indifferent, but his tone was indifferent and alienated, as if Shen Yunchen didn't know him, but was just a strange patient he had to treat out of responsibility.

The moment Fu Yimo pushed open the door, he saw An Ke waiting outside the door respectfully.He left without saying much, with the appearance that strangers should not enter.

"President, it's because of your wife." Anke pushed the door open and asked cautiously.

Shen Yunchen's face was still a little pale, and his heart twitched again when he heard the address of that woman.He frowned tiredly, and answered the irrelevant question: "Go and arrange for someone to tidy up the villa."

An Ke knew that the man didn't want to answer, so she didn't continue to ask, and retreated with slightly lowered eyes.

At this time, Shen Yunchen was the only one left in Nuo Da's room.

The silent environment combined with the low-key and luxurious minimalist European-style decoration in the room makes the people in the room feel more lonely.

Shen Yunchen suddenly recalled the scene of last night.

The woman's alluring face was full of cold disgust towards herself, and her water-cut autumn eyes were full of indifference, no longer as innocent as before.

He suddenly realized that he was really captured by her.
Before, it wasn't because of my possessiveness, but because I fell in love with her.

Otherwise, when I saw her with another man, my heart would be suppressed and ache, and I would even uncontrollably release the monster in my body.

The next day, in the company.

Nan Wan was drawing design drafts as usual, but there was a sudden knock on the office door.

She raised her eyes, and was stunned when she saw the person coming, a little unexpected.

She met Anke a few times and knew that she was Shen Yunchen's assistant secretary.She came to look for her suddenly, nine out of ten it was arranged by that scumbag Shen Yunchen as a demon.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Anke walked into the office, first bowed slightly respectfully, and then said with a kind smile, "President, please come over."

"What's the matter?" Nan Wan heard Shen Yunchen's meaning, her expression was instantly cold, and her tone revealed a bit of impatience, almost showing her reluctance on her face.

The smile on Anke's face remained undiminished, and he was extremely polite to the president's wife in front of him: "I don't know about this either, I should understand when you go there."

Nan Wan methodically picked up the drawing book and continued drawing, and replied coldly: "I won't go."

The smile on Anke's face froze, and he was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do.After a few seconds of silence, she leaned over pleadingly and said softly, "Madam, please don't make things difficult for me."

Nan Wan's delicate body was terrified by the unfamiliar address of a woman.

In her last life, she had never heard others address herself with the word "Madame".

Shen Yunchen was afraid of avoiding the relationship between the two, so how could he ask others to call him that?
Thinking of this, Nan Wan curled her lips with a bit of pain and mockery, and there was a bit of sadness and indifference in those extremely charming fox eyes.

"Please go back and tell Shen Yunchen that this is a company, and I won't have any contact with him without work matters."

"In addition, even if there are work matters, it has nothing to do with me. Because I am a designer directly under the card director team, he has no authority to order me. It is not up to him to decide whether I will stay or not."

What she didn't know was that at the moment she finished speaking, Shen Yunchen, who was checking the real-time camera in the office, suddenly had a gloomy expression.

Anke seemed to feel the inexplicable coldness, and tremblingly raised his eyes quietly to glance at the camera, then quickly lowered his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "You should go there, Mr. Shen said there is a very important I need to discuss things with you."

"I said no." Nan Wan was still concentrating on drawing the design draft. Although the response was polite, it was mixed with a bit of perfunctory.

Anke wanted to speak again to persuade, but before she could speak, she was interrupted by the ringtone of the landline on Nanwan's desk.

Nan Wan picked up the receiver and clamped it to her ear, and said "Hello" casually while drawing the design draft.

On the phone, the man's low voice mixed with a bit of sullenness came: "Although I don't have the authority to manage Cayenne people, I can change the main push of new summer products. Don't forget whose company you are in now."

(End of this chapter)