Her Sniper

Xiao Wei finally helped her change her room to the third floor.

The floor is low, the lighting is not good, and it's at the end of the corridor. Although the location is a bit off, it's still quiet.

After taking a bath, Wen Shishi turns on her laptop and puts it on her lap. After all, she has just entered Canxing. She needs to be familiar with many things.

The design department will give her a work report every day, and she can keep up with the pace of the project as quickly as possible.

Among all the emails, one appeared to be a bit abrupt.

Alexander sent her a picture of a person's background.

[Leslie's identity has always been very mysterious. It is said that he is the eldest son of the Jiang family, but it is also said that he is only an adopted son, not born to the Jiang family. Three years ago, Chengchi group merged with Jiang group. It is very likely that it was an exchange of heaven that had been planned for more than 20 years. The foster eldest son won the right of succession of the family, and his own sons and daughters were abandoned. The family's gratitude and resentment 】

Alexander added his own comment at the end: "Miranda, this man is very deep and insidious. You must be careful. 】

Wen Shishi deleted the email directly.

Leslie?

She followed him so much and had a baby for him. She only knew that he was sniper. Later, she knew that he was Jiang Moshen. Later, she confirmed from Chu Huiting that he was Fu Yichi. Now she has another English name, Leslie?

She really never got to know this man.

Ding Dong -

an email came out from her boss.

Alexander: [by the way, I forgot to tell you, I also heard about his love life. I heard that he was married before, but his wife died in a fire three years ago. He was so cruel that he even sent his father-in-law to a mental hospital, and his sister-in-law also fell into the dust. He never asked. This person is not human at all, you must pay attention to him! 】

Wen Shishi stops the mouse on the delete button, hesitates for a moment, and gives up.

A letter was sent back to him: "thank you. 】

Alexander is also for her sake, and she should accept that.

When you come back to England after handling this case, bring him some local products.

After a night's trimming, Wen's poems soon returned to a state of excitement.

For the public and the private, she has to finish this project well, so she must work hard.

In order to avoid the morning rush, she went out half an hour in advance, stopped a taxi downstairs and got on: "master, go to Chengchi group building."

"Sorry, I won't go." A voice came from the top of her head. The big hand took her arm and easily pulled her out and slammed the door.

His strength was so strong that Wen Shishi almost fell down. Fortunately, he gave her a hand in time, holding her elbow and lifting her up.

"I'll take you to the company." He said.

Perhaps it was because of the strong wind in the early morning that his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear clearly, only the sound of Qi.

Wen Shishi gave him a push, "no, I can still afford the taxi."

"I know you can afford it," he said, as if with great difficulty. It took a lot of effort to make his voice come out: "I'll give you a ride."

"I said no!" Wen Shishi shakes off him and holds his hand. Mr. sniper can't dodge and steps back.

With her strength and his weight, it is impossible for her to push him.

Wen Shishi looks up at him. Mr. sniper's face is a little white and his lips are purple. It seems that It's frozen.

"You Are you all right? "

Mr. sniper shook his head and swallowed painfully. His Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty. His face was very ugly.

He barely stood still, pointed to the car, "get in."

There's no more words, or his throat doesn't allow him to speak any more.

"Did you go to the hospital?"

"Well," Mr. sniper continued to shake her wrist and forced her into the co pilot's seat, "I'll see you off."

He insisted.

Lean in and help her fasten her seat belt, then exit and close the door.

Quickly around the front of the car into the driver's seat, the first thing is to lock the doors, lest she run away.

As soon as Wen Shishi got on the bus, his eyes were a little sore.

He still drives this black SUV. There is a fine scratch on the windshield in front of the co pilot, she remembers.

The car starts and slides slowly into the traffic.

"Music?" His voice is getting smaller and smaller, so he can only try to be concise.

"Whatever you want." Wen Shidao.

He didn't press the play button in the end.

But the quiet interior space makes the atmosphere more awkward and weird.It's not convenient for Mr. sniper to talk. Wen Shishi doesn't want to talk.

So it's even more deadlocked.

“2307。” Or he said it first.

"Why?"

"I checked out."

“…… Oh, it's none of my business. "

"The fire," he said, "is dangerous and cannot live."

Wen Shi is noncommittal.

Mr. sniper did not give up the opportunity of communication, and continued to jump out word by word: "rest, OK?"

Wen Shishi understood his meaning and nodded: "not bad."

"That's good."

After a short conversation, there was a long silence.

But Wen Shishi smelled the smell of tobacco, "have you started smoking again?"

Originally, he gave up.

"It's hard," he said, pointing to his heart. "I can't help it."

Wen Shishi was slightly angry: "how much did you smoke?"

"Smoked?"

"Not bad." The smell of tobacco is light, not very obvious.

But Wen Shishi's nose is very sensitive to the smell of cigarettes. He can smell a little.

"It's been a long time," Mr. sniper said

But it's still delicious.

It can be seen that he smokes more than a little.

"Sorry."

Wen Shishi ordered the car window: "can you open it?"

He nodded and pressed the switch.

But the glass only dropped a small crack, he stopped: "winter, cold."

The two of them set out early. Before they reached the traffic jam, they only took 15 minutes to get to the downstairs of Chengchi group.

Dylan had already been waiting outside. He was wrapped in a heavy down jacket, and his nose was slightly red.

Mr. sniper, on the other hand, was still wearing only a shirt and a thin suit.

Wen Shishi sighed, this person is still the same as before, this kind of dress can go through spring, summer, autumn and winter, from his dress can not see the difference of four seasons.

"President, Miss Miranda." Dylan came to help her pull the door, but it didn't open after several times.

Mr. sniper unlocked the door.

"Office." He said to Dylan, "wait for me."

"Yes, President," Dylan instantly understood, opened the door and made a "please" gesture to her: "Miss Miranda, please come with me."