“If you go to provoke her, you will come and go wherever you go!”
Thinking of what Chu Shaoyan said that day, she quickly said: “I’m going now, I’ll help right away!”
He didn’t dare to choke with Song Miao anymore and left this place embarrassedly.
When only Chu Shaoyan, Song Miao, and Qin Xiaoxiao were left here, Qin Xiaoxiao glanced at the expressionless Chu Shaoyan, then at the silent Song Miao, and stuck out his tongue, “Sister Song, It suddenly occurred to me that I still have something to deal with, and I will come to you later.”
Walked after talking.
Seeing Qin Xiaoxiao running fast, Song Miao twitched at the corner of her mouth, and when she turned her head to look at Chu Shaoyan, her face had returned to her usual calmness, “Mr. Chu, are you looking for me?”
The last time I met was also here, Song Miao did not forget the humiliation he gave him, and the two hands hanging on his side could not help clenching tightly.
Chu Shaoyan’s gaze swept over her pair of eyes, and the calmness and indifference in it made him frown slightly, “I heard that you were on a business trip a few days ago and went to see the land of the Tianqing Water Bay project. ?”
“Yeah.” Song Miao nodded indifferently, saying nothing else.
Chu Shaoyan frowned even more.
That day, he drove out to find Song Miao, but he couldn’t find her anywhere. In fact, he knew he was embarrassing her deliberately, so he felt a little guilty in the end. In the next few days, Song Miao hadn’t returned home when he went back every day. He knew she was avoiding him deliberately. His heart was too upset at the time, and he didn’t know what to do for a while. Say hate, without hesitation, he hates her! But for the past two years, she was the only one by her side, no matter how coldly he spoke, she would never leave…
“Didn’t I tell you to wait for me!”
A hint of irritation suddenly passed through his heart, and Chu Shaoyan’s tone couldn’t help but become heavier.
Song Miao was surprised for a while, and was taken aback for a moment.
Chu Shaoyan’s thin lips pressed tightly, and he suddenly loosened his tie somewhat rudely.
The tie has a dark blue pattern on a black background. There is nothing special about it, but Song Miao’s heart jumped. That tie… she bought him a long time ago. He has been casually thrown at the bottom of the closet, he has never worn it before, but today…
In my heart, there are thousands of ants gnawing closely.
Song Miao straightly pinched the palm of his hand, so that he didn’t want to look forward to it again. Because every time I look forward to it, the final result is unbearable…
She lowered her head and smiled bitterly, “Huo promised that the Chu family would re-enter the competition with the Yang family group, and the last discussion meeting would be held in the hotel near the Tianqingshuiwan plot. I was afraid that the time for the round trip would be too late, so I told Like everyone, we checked into the hotel directly. If it delays President Chu’s urgent matter… I’m sorry.”
The bitterness between her eyebrows and eyes all entered Chu Shaoyan’s eyes. Makes his heart more irritable.
Song Miao used to be confident and sunny. There seemed to be a small smile at the corner of her mouth. Since marrying him, this small smile has also disappeared with time.
Chu Shaoyan doesn’t know what’s wrong with him recently. She is living a life like this now, isn’t she what she deserves? Karma, she had harmed his child, and he knew that she was not as kind as she appeared on the surface. Even if he humiliated her thousands of times, it would not be enough to quell his hatred!
But inexplicably, since seeing the despair on her face that day, he seemed…
His eyes were a little dark, and it took a long time before he said faintly: “It’s not a hurry.”
His tone was not the fierceness he used to be, nor did he make things difficult for him. Song Miao was a little uncomfortable for a while. When she raised her head and looked at Chu Shaoyan, it happened to be too late for him to take away. He didn’t even notice. Wenrou showed her, her heart was shocked, but when she looked again, Chu Shaoyan had nothing else in his eyes except indifference and alienation, only to realize that he was just looking at it—Chu Shaoyan, how could he use such gentle eyes See yourself!
The atmosphere between the two became weird for a while.
“If there is nothing else…” Song Miao was upset. She was afraid that if she continued like this, she would lose control of her emotions and said softly to the opposite man, “If there is nothing else, Mr. Chu, I want ——”
“Come with me next week for Mr. Huo’s birthday banquet.”
Before she finished speaking, he suddenly spoke.
Song Miao thought for a while that he had heard it wrong, and Chu Shaoyan had already faintly continued, “Secretary Gu will pick you up at that time, remember… don’t be late.”
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Song Miao with an unpredictable back.
Song Miao looked at the design manuscript just rolled out in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming more complicated.
…
In the past two days, Song Miao spent all his thoughts on the design draft. Huo asked for information on the final draft and drawings. For the last discussion meeting, she forgot to sleep and eat, staying up until one or two in the morning almost every night, and get up again every morning as usual.
In just two days, she was haggard all over, but the self-confidence in her eyes became stronger and stronger.
She has a hunch that her design draft this time will definitely shine in the final discussion meeting.
…
It was one o’clock in the morning again, and Song Miao got out of the Chu’s office building, and without accident, the black Lamborghini of Chu Shaoyan was parked outside. Secretary Gu got out of the driver’s seat, trot to the back seat, and opened the car door for her, “Madam Young, please get in the car, Mr. Chu is already waiting inside.”
These three nights, when she worked overtime until what time, Chu Shaoyan would wait for her downstairs until what time.
She didn’t pretend, and got into the car directly. As usual, the two of them still didn’t say a word. When they returned to Chu’s house, she went to her bedroom, and he went to his study.
Yang Jing asked her happily at first if she had reconciled with Chu Shaoyan.
Is it reconciled? In fact, even she herself didn’t know what Chu Shaoyan meant by doing this.
Lowering his eyes, Song Miao only secretly cheered himself up, don’t think about anything else, tomorrow is a crucial battle!
…
When he came to the company the next day, in the morning, Song Miao took out the drawings that were locked last night and took a look. Fortunately, nothing went wrong.
The data was calculated again, and there were no errors, and then the manuscript paper was rolled up and fastened.
After a while, Qin Xiaoxiao came to tell her that the director had something to look for her, and she locked the manuscript back in the cabinet before walking towards the director’s office.
At noon, almost everyone on this floor went to the cafeteria for lunch, but Fang Xin suddenly appeared in Song Miao’s office.
Holding a roll of manuscript paper in her hand, she took out the key to open Song Miao’s cabinet, exchanged the two rolls of manuscript paper, and hurriedly locked the cabinet with a bitter look in her eyes, “Look at how you will report in the afternoon! Can’t get the Tianqingshuiwan project, Song Miao, just wait to be blasted away by President Chu!”
After finishing everything, she packed up her things again and left in a hurry.
…
At four o’clock in the afternoon, Song Miao brought her results to Huo’s downstairs ahead of schedule. This time, the director asked her to pick a personal assistant to take with her, and she took Qin Xiaoxiao with her.
While downstairs, I met Yang Shan and Tang Li who had also gotten out of the car.
She nodded politely to the two of them, and waited for Manager Liu and Secretary Chen to come down.
When it was the most critical moment, the people on both sides were probably a little nervous, and they didn’t speak much. Song Miao also saw the other’s designer Tang Li holding their manuscript paper all the time, frowning as if he was reciting something.