Misunderstanding the unspoken rules of the president

When Zhou Han returned home, Xia Qingyou was waiting for him in the living room.

"Qingyou, you can live in the previous room. Mama Zhang cleans it every day, and it's still the same as before."

"Well..." Qing nodded, "Zhou Han, if you feel embarrassed, you don't have to do this."

"Qingyou, I'm sorry, I made you suffer before, you can stay here with peace of mind in the future, don't go to the United States, I will take care of you, this is my responsibility."

"Zhou Han..." Qingyou cried and threw herself into his arms, "We will be together well from now on, I love you, and it has never changed."

Zhou Han closed his eyes, and hung his hands numbly by his sides, neither hugging her nor rejecting her, letting his clothes be wet with Qingyou's tears.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Han stood blankly on the balcony, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, puffing out the smoke one after another.For Qingyou, he couldn't turn him away, and for Xia Xia, he would never give up no matter what.He suddenly felt that he was terribly selfish, and he was so hateful that he was disgusting.He can promise Qingyou his whole life, but he can't give her love. He gave Xia Xia all his love, but he can't promise her his whole life. What a ridiculous and terrible thing.

There was a knock on the door, "Zhou Han, it's me, are you asleep?" It was Qingyou.

"No, come in!" Zhou Han pressed the cigarette butt out.

"I see you are still smoking on the balcony, can't you fall asleep?" Qingyou walked to the balcony and stood behind Zhou Han, "Are you still worrying about my affairs?"

Zhou Han remained silent, did not turn around, and still looked at the dark front.

Qingyou stepped forward, put his arms around his waist, and leaned his head lightly on his back, "Zhou Han, I have already recovered from what happened five years ago, so hurry up and digest it too!"

She gently turned Zhou Han's body so that he faced her, and tiptoed to kiss him. She had been waiting for this kiss for five years.

"Qingyou..." Zhou Han refused, and stepped back, "It's late, go to sleep!"

Xia Qingyou was disappointed for a while, she knew that Zhou Han's heart had changed, but she had already left him once, and she never wanted to leave him a second time, well, give him a little time, something will change in five years, She believes that Zhou Han will go back to the past, and she is willing to wait...

"Okay, you go to bed early too, it's late, smoking is bad for your health!"

Zhou Han nodded, Qingyou turned and walked towards the door.

Xia Xia, what should I do?

—————————————— In the morning, Xia Xia came to the office on time, and Zhou Han was already there. She sat on the desk and sorted out the documents. She did whatever she wanted, and she had to work hard. Life still has to go on.

Rong Jia knocked on the door and entered, "President, I just received an invitation to celebrate the third anniversary of the Dutch branch, and they hope you can attend!"

"When?" Zhou Han was still meticulous in his work, unable to see what was in his heart at all.

"The celebration will be held on the third of next month, Saturday!"

"Help me arrange time!" Just in time to visit my father recuperating in the Netherlands.

"Okay!" Rong Jia exited the office.

Zhou Han looked at Xia Xia on the side. She was busy arranging the documents. If she was normal, she would definitely say - the president is going out, which beauty do you want to invite for you?But now, she is afraid that she will never make such a joke again.

He turned around and continued to work. He habitually picked up the water glass and wanted to drink water. "Crack!" His injured hand slipped, and the glass fell to the ground without holding it firmly. The white gauze leaked traces of blood, which must have touched the wound. .

Xia Xia looked up and saw that Zhou Han's hands were covered with blood again, and hurried over, "President, don't move, you see that your hands are bleeding again!" Seeing the fragments, I remembered the scene where Zhou Han squeezed the cup and cut his hand , she immediately called the cleaner to come up and clean.

She pulled Zhou Han to the lounge and carefully unwrapped the gauze. Zhou Han's torn palms looked shocking.

She glared at Zhou Han, "Be careful, Doctor Chen said you can't use force, the wound hasn't healed yet!"

"Oh, I forgot it for a while!" Zhou Han looked innocent, and was very happy to see her anxious expression.

Xia Xia helped Zhou Han bandage again, and finally, Zhou Han raised his bulging hand and asked in surprise, "What is this?"

"Sorry, I don't know how to bandage, it seems a bit thick, but it's just a reminder that your hand is injured, so don't move it!"

Zhou Han secretly smiled, it really is Ning Xiaxia, no matter how bad the reason is, he can think of it.