The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

She took it and read it. As soon as she picked up the phone, Shi Yang's rough, hoarse and pleasant voice came from the other end.

"Ying Shirong! Are you okay? Why do you keep spraining your ankle or injuring your hand? How old are you? Can you take care of yourself? I've only been away for a few days. Just wait and see how I'll deal with you when I get back!"

Tsk.

Shi Rong knew that the first thing this man would do when he heard that she was injured would be to call her and scold her.

"Yes, yes, yes. If you curse me again, I'll kill myself next time."

"Hahaha!"

Xing and Song looked at each other and laughed so hard that they slammed the table.

Shi Yang on the other side glared angrily, looking unhappy.

"Get lost! If you dare say another word, I'll break your mouth!"

After hearing this, Shi Rong's eyelids fluttered.

"Shi Yang, can you be a little gentler? I'm a patient after all, right? Not only did you call me without caring about me, but you also wanted to punish me and even hit my mouth crooked. How come your way of greeting people is so unique?"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Now, even Ji Xinyue and Xia Zhi laughed along.

On the other end, Shi Yang's handsome face turned red after being scolded by her. All his arrogance disappeared, and he could only complain weakly.

"Who told you to eat roasted whole lamb behind my back..."

Shi Rong couldn't help but twitch his speechless mouth. This man just said directly that he was not happy that Huo Jiuzhou came.

"Shi Yang, can you be more mature? You'll be 29 after the New Year, not 9. Do I need to buy you a roasted leg of lamb to make amends? Haven't you ever had it?"

Xing Song Xia Ji: "Hahahaha!"

They were laughing so hard in the morning. How could the conversation between the brother and sister be so funny?

"Oh, okay, okay... Bro, that's not right, okay?"

Shi Yang knew that he couldn't win the argument, so he had to give in first.

"Brother bought you a lot of gifts. I'll bring them back to you, okay? Don't be angry with me, or with anyone else. If you have anything to say, let's go back and talk. I'm here, okay?"

That's pretty much it!

Shi Rong curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"understood."

Shi Yang smiled contentedly, and his voice became softer and softer as he coaxed her.

"You're the best, huh? Take good care of your delicate little hands. Don't touch water for the next two days. I'll blow on them for you when we get home."

Shi Rong nodded in agreement.

"Okay, is everything going well for you? Are you enjoying the food? Are you sleeping well?"

Shi Yang's heart was warmed by her series of care, and his sexy and charming thin lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

His daughter, was still so caring.

"Don't worry, brother, everything is fine. I eat well and sleep well. When I have free time, I have Wa Lu to chat with me to pass the time. I just miss you very much."

Shi Rong smiled. As long as he was doing well, nothing else mattered.

"That's good. I missed you too."

Shi Yang: "Be good."

The two chatted for a while and then hung up the phone. Shi Rong continued to drink her coffee. Halfway through, she turned around and looked at Miao Man.

"To the restroom."

The latter nodded, stepped forward to help her stand up, and walked out of the office door.

"Young Master, please don't be angry. If you continue to be angry, your body will not be able to bear it. Wait for the eldest master to come back, and then we can work out a solution together."

After Shi Rong finished using the toilet, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he sat outside the president's private bathroom, on the cushioned seat covered with brocade and Suzhou embroidery by the door, looking depressed.

Shi Rong didn't respond to Miao Man's words, but just talked to himself.

"Give me a cigarette."

Miao Man was stunned for a moment, but still obeyed and took out a brand new, unopened pack of The Other Shore's Summit from her pocket.

He tore off the adhesive strip, took out a cigarette with a black background and white butterfly flowers printed on it, and placed it next to her lips.

Before she could help him light it, a delicate hand came out from the side, slid the wheel of a mechanical lighter in her palm, and a flame popped up, then came over to help Shi Hong light it.

The two looked up and saw Song Qianchen leaning against the door frame with one hand in his pocket, looking at her with a smile on his handsome face.

Shi Rong exhaled the curling white smoke between his lips and teeth and nodded at him.

"Thank you."

The man leaned over, his delicately carved features unconsciously moving closer to her beautiful face, watching her puffing out smoke from a close distance, and found it particularly pleasing to the eyes.

"As expected, a woman who is so beautiful to the core, even something as vile as smoking seems to be so alluring. What should I do, Shi Rong? I think I've fallen in love with you."

"Ah…"

Shi Rong was speechless, but he also laughed softly at his unrealistic statement.

"Master Song Jian, do you always fall in love with a woman so easily? You are so careless."

"Haha."

Song Qianchen also laughed, with a hint of self-mockery in his smile, and waved his fingertips behind him. After getting Shi Rong's permission, Miao Man walked out of the door with a long look.

"You know what? When you question a man's love for you, you're forcing him to commit a crime."

After he finished speaking, he lifted Shi Rong's delicate chin with his long fingers before she blew out the smoke ring in her mouth.

The tip of his active tongue parted her closed teeth, took the special-smelling mist into his mouth, and exhaled it through his nose.

He took advantage of the smoke lingering between them and took what he wanted, tasting every bit of the sweet and refreshing flavor on the inside of her mouth.

The ambiguous and sharp sound of water splashing was endless. Shi Yan was held tightly by his strong arms. Even if he struggled hard, he could not escape from his passionate kiss with lips and tongue intertwined.

It was not until Shi Rong gradually became breathless that he hooked the silver thread on his lips, stood up and pulled away.

Ignoring the shameful and angry look in the woman's eyes when she looked at him, he lowered his body, slightly separated his hips, and knelt on one knee on the ground in front of her.

He held her injured and bandaged right hand and placed it over her well-defined profile.

Shi Rong was startled by his sudden action. Why did this man kneel down for no reason?

What is this for?

"No...you get up first."

Shi Rong was not used to enjoying kneeling service. She threw away the cigarette that had long been extinguished between her fingers and wanted to reach out to help him, but was interrupted by the man.

"This position makes it easier for you to tell me why you are unhappy."

After a pause, he took out a jewelry box containing a diamond ring from his suit pocket.

"Or, if you insist on not telling me, then I don't mind proposing to you."

Proposal!?

Shi Rong was startled, and his pair of watery eyes suddenly widened. Is he sick?

How could he propose to her?

It was obvious that he was serious and didn't seem to be joking with him, so Shi Rong chose to settle for the second best.

"Then I'll tell you."

"Hmm~"

Song Qianchen raised his eyebrows, very satisfied with Shi Rong's obedience, and took the jewelry box back as he said.

But Shi Rong really didn't know where to start, so she could only ask him suspiciously.

"Can you not tell anyone? Especially your boss?"

"Haha."

Song Qianchen was once again amused by her lively and cute expression. He put his arms around her slender waist and rested his head on her plump chest.