CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Shen Qingqing's heart began to panic.

She didn't know whether she disappeared suddenly at the banquet yesterday and didn't say hello to Jiang Fengming, so he was angry with himself. But she always felt that Jiang Fengming was just like this because of her.

As an employee, she disappeared at the party and caused him such a big trouble. It's really her dereliction of duty.

With a nervous mind, she spent the most difficult working day. When Enron told her that after work, she decided to come to Jiang Fengming's office. No matter whether he would forgive her or not, she took the initiative to apologize first.

Clenching her lower lip, she came to the door of the office and tapped on it with her fingers, but she didn't hear a sound from the room for a long time.

She twisted the handle suspiciously and found that the door had opened. Like a guilty thief, she crept in and just wanted to bow down to Jiang Fengming and say sorry, only to find a person lying on the president's desk.

Jiang Fengming buries his head in his arms. His cold, jade white cheeks are flushed, his eyes are closed, and his long eyelashes leave two fan-shaped shadows under the light. He seems to be sleeping soundly.

Shen Qingqing frowned when she saw him. He looked like he had a fever, but she thought of his reaction when she contacted him several times before, and did not dare to touch him.

She took a piece of cold medicine from Enron's drawer, took a cup of hot water for him, and put it with him, thinking that when he woke up, he would take it.

This apology can not be carried out by visual inspection. As she was about to leave, she found Jiang Fengming's shoulder was thumping. She remembered that she had read the weather forecast in the morning that it would cool down this night, so she went to the dressing room to take a windbreaker coat of her own and carefully covered it for him.

At this time, she felt a cold vision like a blade shot at herself. She suddenly looked up, just to the cold and proud face of Leng Shaoheng.

She couldn't help but tremble. Her hand was also shaking in vain. She almost touched Jiang Fengming's cheek.

And the color inside Leng Shaoheng's eyes is more deep. He opens his mouth and says coldly, "come out with me."

Shen Qingqing rigidly follows Leng Shaoheng out of the office. Neither of them pays attention. The sound of the river breeze, which has been sleeping, opens his eyes when they step out of the door. Those glass like eyes are full of clarity without any trace of obscurity.

Leng Shaoheng takes her to the stairwell on the 32nd floor. Because the floor here is too high, the staff take elevators to and from work. On the contrary, the stairwell is very clean. Their footsteps reverberate in the whole stairwell, which makes Shen Qingqing even more frightened.

She looked at Leng Shaoheng's cold face, and a layer of anger appeared on it. She took the lead in saying, "it's Mo Mo who asked you to take the watch, isn't it? Here's the watch. "

She took out the children's watch from her bag, but Leng Shaoheng knocked it to the ground with one hand. The dial was broken and the pointer fell out of it, leaving the strap lying there intact. It was very funny.

"What are you doing?" She glared at him angrily and squatted on the ground to pick up the remains of the watch.

"Shen Qingqing, you are very happy to play with me, aren't you?" Leng Shaoheng almost squeezed these words out of his teeth, and his face was overcast.

"What do you mean?" She frowned, stopped the action in her hand, and looked at him puzzled.

"You refuse me because you like the sound of the river?" Leng Shaoheng's mouth was filled with a sneer, but his tone was cold and sarcastic.