Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Jiang Weiche sighed, feeling a little regretful.

But it’s only the first day, and feelings have to develop slowly.

Jiang Weiche persuaded his depressed self and became calm again.

The two of them had almost finished their lunch. Seeing Zhu Huayan covering his mouth with his hands from time to time, he pointed to the door of the lounge and said.

"Hua Yan, you can go to the lounge for a nap after dinner, and then work after the desk is delivered in the afternoon. There are clean quilts in the closet, you can change to them if you are not used to them."

Zhu Huayan nodded, opened the door of the lounge and walked in.

Jiang Weiche's lounge is very similar to the first impression he gives to others, clean, simple yet elegant.

The lounge is over 60 square meters, with just a bed, a wardrobe, a bookshelf and two small cabinets beside the bed. It is not only spacious, but also makes you feel calm when you enter.

Zhu Huayan looked around the lounge and her sleepiness instantly disappeared.

The lounge is such a private place, so it should contain some important or secret things.

"Click."

The door of the lounge was gently pushed open, revealing a small gap. Zhu Huayan looked out through the small gap and saw the person who had just sat on the sofa returning to his desk.

He lowered his head, staring at the document in front of him without blinking, looking so serious as if nothing could disturb him.

Zhu Huayan felt relieved, quietly closed the door and began to search everywhere inside.

The first place she looked was the wardrobe that Jiang Weiche had mentioned.

Apart from some daily changes of clothes, there was only a set of clean mattresses for easy replacement and a few thin blankets, nothing special.

Then I looked through the bookcase, which was filled with a wide variety of books. Most of the books had signs of having been flipped through, and it was obvious that they were not just for decoration.

Zhu Huayan picked up a few books and looked through them, but as expected, found nothing.

Looking up, I saw books stacked up in layers, too numerous to count. Not to mention a lot, there were at least a hundred or so.

It was still a long way to go to check everything, and she felt that hope was slim. She rubbed her eyes, temporarily gave up this difficult place, and looked for a simpler place.

Coincidentally, although the lounge is large, its interior configuration is very simple. Up to now, apart from the bookshelf, there are only two bedside tables left that have not been checked.

There was a small desk lamp on a cabinet, and the drawers were empty.

The situation on the other side was different. Zhu Huayan just walked around the bed and saw the book on the small cabinet. He picked it up casually and let it open freely, and then he clearly turned to a page.

There was a ginkgo leaf inside as a bookmark. Zhu Huayan took out the leaf and examined it carefully under the sunlight.

The beautiful fan shape and irregular arcs are the characteristics of nature. Although the leaves are beautiful, they are not particularly perfect, and there are some scratches and minor damages on the edges and corners.

'It's not very special, why did he keep this leaf? "

Zhu Huayan was a little curious, so she picked up the petiole and turned it around. The veins on the back were a strange red color, and this subtle difference suddenly made her feel that it looked familiar.

She remembered that it happened before Zhiting had the accident.

At that time, she treated Jiang Weiche as a temporary playmate and took advantage of her free time to visit all the attractions in the city.

Among them is a relatively famous ancient temple, located on the top of the mountain.

They climbed to the top of the mountain, prayed for divination in the temple, and came out to find an ancient ginkgo tree that was so big that ten people could hug it.

This ginkgo leaf bookmark fell into her hair when they were admiring the tree. Jiang Weiche found it and picked it up.

She didn't expect that he had kept it until now, and even specially prepared it and used it as a bookmark.

Back to reality, Zhu Huayan paused for a moment while turning the pages of the book and sighed.

She hadn't expected that Jiang Weiche had such deep feelings for her. She used to think that he was just attracted to her by her beauty, but recent events and the look in his eyes were enough to prove that this was not the case.

In fact, ever since Jiang Weiche and I met, except for the confrontation on the first day, he has always treated me with courtesy and has never done anything unfair to me.

When Jiang Zhiting was feeling the most miserable after the car accident, he was by his side, and they comforted each other and got through the most difficult days.

At that time, she really regarded Jiang Weiche as the most trustworthy person.

Zhu Huayan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about, and opened the door again.

Jiang Weiche was sleeping on a sofa that was a little narrow compared to his height. Zhu Huayan quietly walked over and saw that he had a frown on his face and was troubled even in his dreams.

His hands were placed neatly on both sides of his body, and he was lying straight on his back, a very proper sleeping position, as if it had been measured with a ruler.

The excessive rules make people feel sorry for the freedom he lost in the past.

Suddenly, she remembered what Aunt Li said about feeling sorry for Jiang Weiche. He had given up his favorite studies and temporarily took over the chaotic company. Apart from anything else, he was having a hard time now.

I don’t know how long it has been since he had a good night’s sleep. He has indeed lost some weight, and his face is full of signs of fatigue. Even his lips are a little... white?

Zhu Huayan looked up and found that the air conditioner was running diligently with cold air on. The temperature was not low for someone who was awake, but it was different for someone who was asleep.

Without thinking much about it, she turned into the lounge, took out a blanket, and came back to put it on him.

Seeing his brows relax and his lips gradually regain their color, Zhu Huayan asked softly, "Did you really do this?"

She began to doubt what she had found out, but when she turned around and caught a glimpse of the cleaned thermos, she looked conflicted and hesitant, not knowing what to do next.

"Ding dong."

The sound of mobile phone text messages is crisp and loud, which seems a bit noisy in the quiet office.

Afraid of disturbing Jiang Weiche's rare good sleep, Zhu Huayan stood up from the sofa and returned to the lounge.

She didn't know that after she left, the corner of the thin blanket was gently grasped by a hand.

After closing the door of the lounge, Zhu Huayan opened his mobile phone to check the message, which was a text message from Huang Liang asking about the situation.

Huang Liang was a senior employee who had worked for more than 20 years and was fired after Jiang Weiche took office.

Since the cooperation was reached that day, he would send me text messages from time to time asking if I had found any important content.

Zhu Huayan bit her lower lip until it turned white, and typed a question.

She asked: Was it really Jiang Weiche who did what happened to Zhiting?

In less than a minute, the message came back.

Huang Liang: Don’t you trust the evidence from your own investigation?

He didn't respond directly, but his simple question made people's hearts sink completely.

Do you believe it? I think so. Don't you believe it?

Zhu Huayan ignored the messages Huang Liang continued to send. His mind was in a mess and he threw himself directly on the bed.

Close your eyes and go to sleep.

You don't have to worry about so many things after falling asleep.