Qiao Ruyi playfully twirled the car keys in her hand. "Qin Man, I have a word of advice for you."

She tapped her forehead lightly and said with a smile, "Next time I give you an injection, I'll give you an injection here too."

After saying that, she got in the car and drove away.

Qin Man stood there, gritting her teeth in anger as she watched the red car disappear. "Hmph, a mere design director, a sports car and a huge diamond ring. I wonder who he slept with to get all this!"

......

A black Lincoln limousine stopped downstairs. Shen Qian adjusted his tie, opened the door, and said respectfully, "Boss Ling."

A man in a neat suit came out of the car. His clothes were wrinkle-free from top to bottom, and there was not a speck of dust on his shiny black leather shoes.

The security guards at the door all bent down and bowed their heads, "Boss Ling."

Just as Ling Che was about to step into the lobby, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

After a few seconds, he asked, "Is the young lady here at the company?"

The CPU in Shen Qian's brain was spinning like crazy, and he quickly shook his head, "No, Mr. Ling, the young lady hasn't come over these few days."

Hearing this, Ling Che frowned slightly.

The air was filled with the scent of her perfume.

He couldn't smell it wrong.

......

As soon as he entered the office, Ye Qing came to report on his work.

Her eyes fell on his left hand, which was wrapped in white gauze, and she asked worriedly, "Boss Ling, is your hand injured?"

Ling Che's eyes followed her words and looked at his left hand. Without answering, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Ye Qing briefly stated the content of the email he received from GM this morning.

Ling Che stopped spinning the metal pen on his fingertips and looked up, asking, "Are you saying that Qiao Ruyi has withdrawn from our cooperation?"

"Yes, Mr. Ling."

Ye Qing reported the changes that had taken place over the past few days to him. "Director Qiao plagiarized the design draft of our project team's designer Qin Man. Although she denied it, she made it clear this morning that she would be withdrawing from this collaboration. Other GM designers will be responsible for coordinating with us."

quit?

Is it because of him?

But because he refused to work, it was not like Qiao Ruyi's style.

Ling Che pondered for a moment, "Who will take over her previous job now?"

Ye Qing: "It's a designer named Guan Mei."

"Got it." Ling Che responded in a low voice and raised his hand to signal Ye Qing to go out.

Sitting in the large leather office chair, he turned his chair, picked up his mobile phone and took a look. After thinking it over, he clicked on the top chat box and sent a message.

Why did you withdraw from this project?

As soon as I clicked send, a big red exclamation mark popped up!

He was blocked!

Ling Che took a deep breath and dialed another number. Then a cold, mechanical voice came over, "Hello, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..."

good very good!

He threw his phone onto the table and shouted with a sullen face, "Shen Qian!"

......

When the phone rang, the red Ferrari was driving on the wide road.

Qiao Ruyi saw that the caller was Shen Qian and pressed the button in the car to answer the call.

As soon as the call was connected, a deep voice came from the other end, "It's me."

Qiao Ruyi frowned slightly and was about to hang up the phone, but the other party seemed to guess her intention and stopped her in a low voice, "Don't hang up!"

Qiao Ruyi said indifferently, "I wonder what can I do for you, Mr. Ling?"

Ling Che asked, "Qiao Ruyi, why did you block me?"

Hearing this, Shen Qian quickly took out a handkerchief from his vest and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"It's my business who I want to block." Qiao Ruyi chuckled. "Boss Ling, do you have to take care of this?"

She used to call him Ling Che, but now she calls him Mr. Ling. There is no sarcasm in every sentence, but every word is full of sarcasm.

Ling Che's face turned ashen, and his back teeth were about to break. "Where are you now?"

Qiao Ruyi coldly spat out four words, "It's none of your business."

"Qiao Ruyi..."

Ling Che was about to say something when Qiao Ruyi interrupted him harshly.

"Don't call my name!"

She roared this expressionlessly, and then spat out a word coldly, "Get out!"

The call was hung up. Just as he was about to throw the phone away, he caught a glimpse of Shen Qian's nervous look and threw the phone to him.

Shen Qian quickly caught the phone with both hands, his heart almost stopping in fear.

This is the new phone his girlfriend bought for him. Even if he breaks it himself, the phone cannot be broken!

Ling Che lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs.

Seeing this, Shen Qian spoke cautiously, "Boss Ling, women need to be coaxed, especially the young lady with such a temper, who will only respond to soft words and not hard ones..."

The unfinished words were forced back by Ling Che's sharp eyes.

He raised his eyebrows, "Assistant Shen, do you know her well?"

Seeing his uncertain expression, Shen Qian shook his head repeatedly, "I don't understand, I don't understand!"

He didn't dare to understand.

Ling Che blew out a puff of smoke. He's a soft-hearted person?

He glanced at Shen Qian, "How do you do it softly?"

......

The door of the restaurant opened, and the man sitting by the window not far away smiled and waved to her.

Qiao Ruyi took off her sunglasses, walked over with a smile, and sat down opposite him.

Her favorite chocolate cake and a cup of black coffee without sugar or milk were already on the table.

It was her usual taste, he remembered it clearly.

Qiao Ruyi looked away and asked with a smile, "Yi Mu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

In the morning, Cheng Yimu sent her a message, saying that he had something to discuss with her and asked her to meet him.

Cheng Yimu was wearing a white shirt, simple and clean, and his smile was gentle and warm.

After looking her over for a while, he asked gently, "Have you cried?"

It seemed too obvious. Qiao Ruyi lowered her eyes and smiled, "No, I just got sand in my eyes when I came here."

This is another lie that people don't want to expose once they hear it.

Cheng Yimu pondered for a few seconds, then spoke gently, "Ruyi, is this the life you want?"

Qiao Ruyi was speechless, lowered her eyes for a moment, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were clear.

"Yi Mu, I don't want to talk about this now."

Cheng Yimu nodded and changed the subject, "Actually, I came to you because I do have something to ask you."

"Ruyi, what were you doing in April a year ago? Do you remember?"

April a year ago?

Qiao Ruyi thought about it carefully, but couldn't remember.

She pulled her phone out of her bag. "My memory isn't great, but I usually have photos on my phone that document my life."

She opened the photo album and handed it to Cheng Yimu with a smile, "I was studying abroad last April. Look, this is the photo I took of the Eiffel Tower."

Cheng Yimu's eyes fell on the date on the photo album. It was indeed April last year.

But wasn't she in a coma in the hospital last April?

How did you go abroad?

"As one wishes."

Cheng Yimu raised his head, his eyes dark, "Did you really take this photo yourself?"

"what?"

Qiao Ruyi was a little stunned. What kind of question was this?

She said with a smile, "Yeah, who else could it be if not me?"

"Think about it carefully. Last year..."

"Qiao Ruyi!"

Before Cheng Yimu could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold and intimidating voice.

Qiao Ruyi turned around and saw a man standing not far away. He was wearing a dark suit and his handsome face was full of gloom.

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