there will be a wife

When Ji Muqing came out of the bathroom, he saw that Yu Sheng obviously had something to say.

She knew that Yu Sheng must have seen who called her.

Just torn between asking and not asking.

If you ask, she will tell you frankly.

If they didn't ask, they would act as if nothing had happened, and everything would go on, let nature take its course.

Ji Muqing understood Yu Sheng's hesitation, knew that she had been forced to accept too much news in just a few days, and it was all given by her, and he also wanted to take it step by step.

But Yu Sheng is too smart, he knows everything he hears.

She couldn't hide it at all.

Besides, she didn't want to hide it from her anymore.

In the end, Yu Sheng didn't ask anything, she just stood in front of Ji Muqing and saw that she had changed into a light-colored long dress, sleeveless, her exposed arms were white and pink, and there was a gold watch engraved with diamonds on her wrist, Facing the crystal chandelier in the lounge, it shone brightly.

She lowered her head, and Ji Mu said lightly: "You get off work, I have something to do tonight, so don't send me back."

After Ji Muqing finished speaking, she sat at the table and began to paint her eyebrows and eyes. Her facial features were already three-dimensional, but she put on makeup and powder, which made her look more delicate. Yu Sheng stood behind her and bit her lip and asked, "Vice President Ji has an appointment tonight?"

"Yeah." Ji Muqing was wearing lipstick, the color was bright: "There is a dinner."

Yu Sheng felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about the phone call that he didn't answer just now: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Ji Muqing tilted his head, saw her frowning and unhappy expression from the mirror, and opened his lips: "No, you should go back earlier."

Yu Sheng shook hands with her hands hanging by her sides, and looked at Ji Muqing from the corner of her eye. She rarely had private dinners, and she usually accompanied her to the dinners.

So why not now?

Is it because the date is Chen Xiaoxiao?

But now she knows that Ji Muqing and Chen Xiaoxiao know each other, why is she still avoiding herself?

Is there any other relationship between them?

Yu Sheng frowned. Is there any other relationship? What does it matter to her?

She is just Ji Muqing's secretary, as long as she obeys the order, she doesn't care what to do.

Yu Sheng spat at herself in her heart, and suppressed the slight discomfort in her heart. Seeing that Ji Muqing was still putting on makeup, she lowered her head and said, "Vice President Ji, I'll go out first."

Ji Muqing put on lipstick, tilted his head: "Wait a minute."

Yu Sheng stood still, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

Ji Muqing stopped her, did he want to take her to the dinner?

She turned her head with a clear expression: "Vice President Ji, is there anything else?"

Ji Muqing nodded: "Come and see if there is any problem with my makeup."

Yu Sheng: ...

Five minutes later, Yu Sheng said coldly, "No problem."

Ji Muqing smiled: "That's good, see you tomorrow."

Yu Sheng pursed his lips: "See you tomorrow."

When she left the lounge, she turned to look at Ji Muqing and saw that she was choosing clothes.

As for it, isn't it just a meal, and it's so grand.

Yu Sheng closed the door casually, and with a bang, she was startled even standing outside.

When I left the office, only Secretary Qian was left in the secretary's room. She had been working overtime every night for the past few days, and Yu Sheng heard that she would normally only be able to go back at midnight.

"Yu Sheng, are you off work yet?"

Yu Sheng returned to his seat to pack his things: "Well, I'm ready to go, how about you?"

Secretary Qian raised his head and looked at the half-head-high document in front of him: "Working overtime hard."

After she finished speaking, she rubbed her shoulders: "Yu Sheng, are you leaving? Can you send this to Vice President Zhao for me? I really don't want to move now."

Yu Sheng was amused by her exaggerated expression: "Okay, I'll send it."

nbs Yu Sheng took the document she handed over, and Secretary Qian sighed: "I really envy you, you get off work on time."

"Secretary Luo said before that she was going to be Vice President Zhao's secretary, but now seeing me like this, running faster than a rabbit, tsk..."

Yu Sheng recalled Secretary Luo's eagerness to apply for Deputy General Secretary Zhao's expression before, and his smile deepened: "Then I'll send it for you and get off work. See you tomorrow."

Secretary Qian: "See you tomorrow, be careful on the road."

"it is good."

After Yu Sheng answered, she walked towards Zhao Huairen's office with a bag of documents in her hands, stood at the door, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." After hearing Zhao Huairen's voice, Yu Sheng opened the door and went in. Zhao Huairen was looking down at the documents, thinking that it was Secretary Qian who came in. Lou's..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that it was Yu Sheng, his voice disappeared, Yu Sheng pretended not to hear the Lou family he just mentioned, raised his lips and said: "Vice President Zhao, this is Secretary Qian who asked me to send it in. data of."

Zhao Huairen stared at Yu Sheng, and took her document: "Where's Secretary Qian?"

Yu Sheng hesitated for a few seconds: "Secretary Qian's stomach is not feeling well, and she went to the toilet. I was afraid of delaying your work, so I asked me to bring it to you."

Zhao Huairen hummed, Yu Sheng saw this and said: "Then there's no problem, I'll go first."

"Getting off work?" Zhao Huairen put down the documents and stood up: "Do you want to have dinner together?"

Yu Sheng hurriedly refused: "No need."

Zhao Huairen stared at her: "Why is Secretary Yu so ignorant? After all, I'm the driver, so it's not too much to ask Secretary Yu to treat me to dinner, right?"

Yu Sheng smiled lightly: "It's really not an exaggeration, I was negligent before, I will definitely call Vice President Zhao at the next dinner party, but I have something to do later, I'm sorry."

Zhao Huairen folded his hands and leaned against the desk, his eyes flashed: "What's the matter?"

"Didn't Vice President Ji have no projects recently?"

Yu Sheng smiled: "It's a private matter."

Zhao Huairen let go of his hands: "Okay, then Secretary Yu must remember that he owes me a meal."

Yu Sheng nodded: "I must remember."

Zhao Huairen smiled handsomely, and looked away from Yu Sheng.

As soon as he left the office, Yu Sheng suppressed his smile.

When she just entered, Zhao Huairen mentioned Lou's.

But Lou's project has always been in charge of Ji Muqing, does Zhao Huairen want to grab the project again like last time?

is it necessary?

He is too busy with the projects in his hands, so why keep staring at the few remaining projects in Ji Muqing's hands.

Is it really because of grabbing the project, or is it because of other reasons?

And his attitude towards himself.

Thinking back carefully, it is indeed different from the attitude towards other secretaries.

Is it really just because you want her to be your secretary?

Or, is there any other reason?

Yu Sheng found that everyone in this company is full of mystery, Ji Muqing yes, Zhao Huairen yes, will even the chairman—if not, what is the reason why Ji Muqing did those things?

She shook her head, letting out a sigh of relief, her mind was in a mess.

After Yu Sheng went downstairs, she stood at the bus stop and waited for the bus. Before that, she returned everything to Ji Muqing, including the car keys. Although a memory that she couldn't remember was forced into her at the end, Ji Muqing didn't force her to drive again.

Except for letting her be the driver every time I go out recently.

But it's fine now.

She doesn't even have to be a driver.

Even though she was given more free time, she couldn't be happy, her chest was stuffy, and the sun was covered by dark clouds.

Yu Sheng leaned against the stop sign, and the bus came after a while. She got on the bus and sat by the window, not noticing a black car following behind the bus.

Deng Qian asked while driving: "Vice President Ji, are you sure you don't want to go to the old place?"

Ji Muqing shook his head: "No need, it's near the hospital."

"I've talked to Fu Liming about it, and I have to go to the hospital. When you get there, you can go first. You don't have to wait for me."

Deng Qian: "Okay."

Yu Sheng still followed the old rules, first went back to the rented room, and then went to the hospital. Aunt Li hadn't left yet, when she saw her coming, she smiled and shouted: "Yu Sheng."

"Aunt Li." Yu Sheng handed over the thermos box: "Haven't you had dinner yet?"

Aunt Li sat on the chair: "I'll just go back and eat later."

Yu Sheng laughed hurriedly: "No need, I make a lot of dinner, let's eat together."

Aunt Li thought for a while and nodded: "OK."

The two chatted while eating, Aunt Li looked at Yu Sheng frequently, Yu Sheng noticed her abnormal gaze and asked with a smile: "Aunt Li, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Aunt Li took a bite of the food and asked, "Yu Sheng, I see that you leave work very early these days. Is it because the company is not doing well?"

It turned out that she was worried about her work, Yu Sheng laughed: "The company..."

Just about to say that the company is good, but when she turned around and thought that she was about to resign, she changed her words: "The company is indeed not very profitable, and I am thinking of changing jobs."

Aunt Li laughed out loud when she heard this: "That's good!"

Yu Sheng looked at her in surprise, and Aunt Li coughed softly: "No, I mean I have a relative, and his company is currently recruiting people. If you want to change jobs, you can just go there?"

"Aunt Li, what does the company do?"

Aunt Li was stunned by the question, and after a while she smiled and said: "Look at my memory, I just told me about it two days ago, and I forgot again, Yu Sheng, if you want to change jobs, you can go and see for yourself. Let’s talk again if you think it’s appropriate.”

Yu Sheng nodded and smiled lightly: "Okay."

Aunt Li heard her cute voice and handed her a business card: "No, this is the company."

Yu Sheng took the business card, looked at the company name on it, then turned to look at Aunt Li, blinked a few times, and said nothing.

Aunt Li was still thinking about it while eating, but she didn't notice Yu Sheng's gaze.

After the meal, Aunt Li left. Yu Sheng packed up the dishes, sat on the stool, picked up the business card and looked at it several times, and finally put the business card in the drawer beside the bed.

She got up and walked to the window, looking out, the color was dark.

It's getting late, and I don't know if Ji Muqing's dinner is over at this time?

Yu Sheng pursed his lips thinking of this, Ji Muqing didn't drink too much, would he get drunk again?

What if she was drunk and still with Chen Xiaoxiao...

Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Yu Sheng returned to the bedside table, picked up the phone, thought about it, found Ji Muqing's chat box, edited one question after another, and finally deleted it.

Don't send a message to the past and don't worry.

It feels awkward to send a message in the past.

Yu Sheng pinched the phone, feeling a little embarrassed.

The time on the phone passed by every minute and every second, Yu Sheng stared at Ji Muqing's familiar profile picture, gritted his teeth, and continued to edit the news.

After editing, she leaned against the cabinet, her palms were sweating, her heart beat a little faster, and her face became hot, her fingers were pointing at the word "send", her expression was tangled.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the ward, Yu Sheng was shocked, and the news was sent out.

Outside.

Ji Muqing's cell phone rang.

She picked it up to have a look, and saw the message from Yu Sheng.

——Vice President Ji, have you been drinking?Do you need me to pick you up?

Ji Muqing brows joyfully, and quickly replied: No, I'll come to you.

When Yu Sheng received the message, Ji Muqing was pushing open the door, and the two looked at each other, the heat on Yu Sheng's face did not dissipate, and his cheeks turned crimson.