Evil CEO's Deep Love

He was not afraid at all. Although he couldn't believe it, he was relieved. Finally, all of these can draw a full stop. He suddenly thought of her desk mate, her strawberry hairpin, her shoulder length hair

I don't know where her hair has grown after so many years?

He remembered that she said she wanted to grow her hair

Where did she go afterwards?

He should have gone to her! But damn it! What's her name again? He can't remember

G city.

A major international smuggling case has been cracked. The leader of the special group has been promoted several levels and greatly praised. The news channel has been rolling.

In an ordinary family in G City -

"husband, are you back?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, she came out of the kitchen, gathered her short hair and helped him to get his coat. "How about today's work?"

"Not busy." He leaned over to kiss her with a smile, and then bent down to kiss her stomach, "is the baby good today?"

"Kick me again." She smiles and nestles in the past, her face is happy, "mother-in-law said today, like when you were a child, when you were in the stomach, you were tossing. Well, let's have dinner. I cooked spareribs soup today, your favorite. "

"I'll help you!"

This is an ordinary white-collar family.

This is an ordinary and loving couple.

The TV news still shows "solving a big case". It says that Yin Xiao's body was handed over to the ad hoc group and officially transported back today. The picture cuts to the body wrapped in white cloth

"Pregnant! It's not suitable for this kind of news. " The husband directly changed the channel, "we eat."

"Good." Her eyes moved back, smiling.

She didn't remember that autumn. She waited for someone under the ginkgo tree. She didn't remember the outdated strawberry hairpin

She is very happy.

She was lucky, too. She never knew the other world.

For Yin Xiao

All parties in the world will never see each other again.

***

"Qiao Sangyu?"

The screenwriter is on the phone. He looks depressed. When he sees Qiao Sangyu pushing a man to break in, he is even more shocked. He stands up in a hurry and cuts off the call. Because the movement was too large, he accidentally overturned the seat behind him and made a loud noise.

"Oh, this..." With a cry of surprise, he rushed to help the chair and took the opportunity to cough heavily twice to adjust his mood. He was shocked: big shareholder! The big shareholders have "chased" the crew here! Fortunately, director Wang's call came in time, and he just finished what he should have done

"Editor, what's the matter with you?" Qiao Sangyu rushes over to help actively, and at the same time pays attention to the look of the screenwriter, and stares at Qi Mo again.

Wait!

She wanted to find out: did he do it?

"Oh, I don't mind." The playwright grinned dryly, waved his hand and stood firm, pretending not to know, "what can I do for you?"

Qiao Sangyu nodded and grabbed Qi Mo: "I want you to meet..."

"This is..." Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, the screenwriter took the initiative. He held the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked, "your friend? Qiao Sangyu, you know the rules of the crew. You should be strict with Reuters during shooting. It is not recommended to bring friends to visit... "

"Er..."

The writer's righteous words made Qiao Sangyu speechless.

He really doesn't know Qi Mo?

The screenwriter must have met the big shareholder. Now I see Qi Mo's reaction Does Qi Mo really have nothing to do with the change of the company?

"I see." She was so bored that there was always some doubt in her heart, so she asked, "where's Wang Dao?"

"A meeting, of course! There's still a lot of new content to discuss. I can't come back in the afternoon... " The screenwriter answered smoothly, and then asked, "what do you want to ask?"

Qiao Sangyu opened his mouth, laughed awkwardly, and swallowed the rest again.

It seems that it has nothing to do with Qi mo.

It's not easy for her to ask too directly

"It's OK, I'll take Show my "friend" around and leave right away. " Qiao Sangyu casually found a reason and added, "since the company has changed its owner, don't forget to show me next time and make a good relationship ahead of time."

"Ah?" The screenwriter almost had to look at Qi Mo subconsciously.

But fortunately, he is also an acting school. He can stiffly stop this look and grin his head naturally: "that's nature, that's nature..."

***

he watched Qiao Sangyu and Qi Mo leave.

After confirming that they had gone far away, he slammed the door, put his back against them, quickly dialed a number, and blurted out when the phone was connected: "I was scared to death just now..."

"It's all said. It can't be made public!" Wang Dao stressed on the other side, "when we talk about our superiors in the future, even the word" Mr. Qi "can't appear."From the playwright's lounge, Qiao Sangyu has been thinking.

"Didn't you ask me to come to dinner?" Being relieved of doubt, Qi Mo was calm and took the initiative to ask her, "where to eat? I'm hungry... "

Qiao Sangyu looked at the time. It was the time for lunch.

"It's only an hour and a half before noon." She Nuo lips, pointed to the crew's food cart, "there is no place to eat around here, right here."

***

each member of the crew has a meal.

Qiao Sangyu took one and Qi Mo rubbed half. Fortunately, rice is enough, not hungry.

Qiao Sangyu ate little at noon.

She was very picky. She didn't like several dishes. She put them on Qi Mo's rice and said, "you eat them."

Soon, Qi Mo's box was full of carrots, green vegetable sticks, dried fish The food for the crew is very common. It's a simple meal. It's a common family dish, and it doesn't taste good. Qi Mo looks at the colorful in the box and makes trouble: she doesn't like to eat, but he doesn't like to eat either!

"Eat." She urged again, Qi Mo is helpless, low head clip dish.

"By the way, what are you doing this morning?" In the middle of the meal, Qiao Sangyu was drinking tomato and egg soup. He seemed to chat with Qi Mo unintentionally, "what are you doing?"

He drew the corners of his lips.

Huimin is like her. How can she easily believe it?

"I went to the suburbs to see the venue." Qi Mo's answer is flowing, and he has simulated a set of words in his heart, "a fund he invested in before is building a welfare home in the suburb of the city. I'll drive over and have a look." He's telling the truth! It's true that I invested in such a charitable fund, and this fund is really doing these things, just He didn't show up.

Qiao Sangyu "en" a, did not continue to ask.

Qi Mo seems to be "impeccable". She tried several times, but she couldn't help doubting her suspicions

"Eat!"

"Yes." He answered and obediently finished eating. When he was cleaning up the dishes, he murmured and sighed, "is the food of the crew always so bad?"

Qiao Sangyu felt a little guilty: he was called all the way here to have lunch with him. It's really I've wronged him! Otherwise, he can eat anything outside, which is better than the treatment of box lunch!

"I'm sorry. I'll make you some good food at night?" She leaned up, lowered her voice and laughed. Then she sat back and motioned him to look at the people next to her. "We all eat this. It's just a work meal. No one cares. Anyway, we all come here like this."

This is not the school canteen after all, no outside world will care about the canteen dishes.

Qi Mo frowned and nodded thoughtfully: "Oh I see

***

in the distance, there is a group performance of the crew, pointing to this side.

"Look! Joe Sangyu's boyfriend! I'm going to take a picture and tweet... "

"No!" As soon as she pulled out her cell phone, she was stopped, "she's still in the period of" ban "! Director Wang has taken care of it. No photos are allowed to leak out! "

"What a pity I also want netizens to pick out who his boyfriend is! "

"It seems that there was one in public before, but it should not be this one." The gossip ability of group acting is huge. "You see, the man who accompanied her to a box lunch doesn't seem to be a big deal. It's probably the poor boyfriend she made during her" disaster "...."

Originally thought that lunch is just a small episode, after Qiao Sangyu will also forget.

But the next day -

as usual, the same time, the same dining car, but the food suddenly changed for the better

***

there has been a "qualitative leap" from the lunch box to the lunch itself.

Today, the energetic aunt Fangfan changed into a young man with a warm smile. Someone chatted with him and learned that he was a professional cook. The lunch boxes are all of layered luxury configuration. The food inside is cooked delicately, not like a box lunch at all.

For a time, the crew was jubilant, and the dining atmosphere became lively.

"Change a new master, the food has changed from pig food to big meal, too happy!" Two cameramen passed by her, joking while walking I don't want to change jobs in my life! "

Qiao Sangyu was puzzled again: how could this "new master" be in charge of trivial matters?

How did he pay attention to the diet of the crew?

It suddenly occurred to her that someone came to have dinner with her yesterday, and she just complained about the food of the crew

What a coincidence?

Qiao Sangyu twisted his eyebrows and walked quietly to the resting place of Wang Dao. Director Wang is sitting in front of the camera, while eating, while on the screen, and deputy director to discuss what. See Qiao Sangyu come over, he is slightly a Leng: "seek me to have something?"

"Eat with you." Qiao Sangyu pretended to sit next to them naturally. His eyes moved over their lunch box and asked unintentionally, "does Wang Dao like shrimp?"He added a spoonful of shrimp to his rice.

"Yes Director Wang nodded. He almost blurted out, "I used to fry vegetables every day. Fortunately, now..." Mr. Qi took care of it!

He suddenly silence, swallow the second half of the sentence back, just a few dry smile, vaguely perfunctory: "major shareholders are more considerate."

"Do you think it's strange that he is considerate?" Qiao Sangyu asked.

She almost asked directly, is that big shareholder related to Qi Mo?

"Er..." Wang Daozheng, of course, understand what Qiao Sangyu wants to ask. He smiles awkwardly, buries his head in the next second, lowers his head to eat, and answers vaguely, "no! It's normal to have a meal and build a relationship with us Well, this shrimp fried green pepper is good Well, that's not bad... "

Looking at him like this, he doesn't intend to express his opinions.

"Assistant director?" Qiao Sangyu turned to the man next to him.