there will be a wife

Yu Sheng froze in place, and Ji Muqing's voice still echoed in his ears.

The kind of relationship you're thinking about right now.

Does Ji Muqing know what relationship she is thinking now?

she knows.

So Yu Sheng didn't dare to follow up and ask.

Ji Muqing's words gave her room to step down, she didn't speak frankly, but gave her time to think, otherwise she wouldn't answer with ambiguity.

Under her gaze, Yu Sheng backed away. She took two steps back, lowered her head, and said in a slightly lower voice: "I'll go back first."

Ji Muqing hummed: "OK."

"See you tomorrow."

Yu Sheng has heard so many words about "see you tomorrow", but he never feels these three words more annoying than now.

She nodded: "See you tomorrow."

The two separated at the hospital door, and Yu Sheng almost trotted back to the ward. The moment the ward door was closed, she leaned against the door, her back was cold, her heart was beating fast, and her body was trembling slightly.

She had to admit one thing.

She has other thoughts about Ji Muqing.

Otherwise, she would have directly mentioned the friendship relationship just now.

But she couldn't say it, she didn't know when she was greedy for the smell of her body, when she had strange thoughts about her, when she was close to her, she would blush, and even - thinking of her going to have dinner with Chen Xiaoxiao, she would just fidgeting.

She knew that she had moved her mind, but she dared not admit it.

So she fled in despair.

Yu Sheng leaned her back against the door, slowly slid down, squatted on the ground, the window was half open, and a cool breeze blew in. She wrapped her arms around her arms, thinking of the hug Ji Muqing gave her just now.

warm.

Yu Sheng felt extremely uncomfortable, there was an invisible obstacle standing in front of her, as thin as a layer of paper, but she dared not pierce it.

Because she didn't know what the world behind this piece of paper would be like.

She squatted on the ground for a long time before standing up, slowly moved to the side of the hospital bed, held Zhao Xiangyuan's thin hand with both hands, and said softly: "Mom, what should I do?"

It was quiet in the ward, and no one could answer her question.

Yu Sheng lay on the side of the hospital bed until midnight, when the lingering wind and air-conditioning blew into the ward, she got up and closed the window, dragged her heavy body to the bed, but couldn't sleep.

The next day when she went to work with big panda eyes, Pei Yiyi smiled when she saw her: "What's wrong? Didn't you have a good rest last night?"

Yu Sheng yawned sleepily, just halfway through the yawn when she saw a slender figure coming in from the door, she hurriedly lowered her head.

Ji Muqing just passed by her desk and returned to his office without pausing for a moment. Yu Sheng stared at her back and looked away.

Pei Yiyi was still talking beside her: "What did you do last night? Did you rob a bank?"

"I was the one who robbed the bank!" Secretary Qian heard the two people in the front shout unconvinced: "I'm going to die, Vice President Zhao is not human!"

Si Yan came over with a cup of coffee and stood behind her: "Who was going to be his secretary at the beginning?"

Secretary Qian pouted: "Secretary Luo."

Secretary Luo raised his head blankly, his eyebrows were only half drawn: "What?"

"What do you say about me?"

Si Yan smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "Say you are beautiful!"

The people in the office suddenly laughed, and Yu Sheng's eyebrows and eyes were also crescent-shaped, smiling brightly. Ji Muqing saw her smile from outside the glass, and couldn't help but feel happy.

Even the exhaustion from not sleeping well in the middle of the night was swept away.

Ji Muqing opened the drawer, and Yu Sheng's resignation letter was still inside. She opened it, and saw Yu Sheng's reason for resignation, only wrote four words, personal reasons, and the rest was signed, and the clear font was still so beautiful.

She lowered her eyes and saw the white paper under the resignation letter. There were several lists on the white paper. Her gaze fell on Ji Qiuwen, her gaze was heavy.

The letter of resignation was stuffed back into the drawer and locked. After finishing everything, she pressed the internal line: "Come in."

After a while, Deng Qian came in.

"Fu Liming made an appointment with Ji Qiuwen for dinner at noon, please help me keep an eye on my movements."

Deng Qian nodded: "Okay."

"Where's the information on ygr?"

Deng Qian handed her a document: "This is all the information, and I have already sent a copy to Mr. Fu."

Ji Muqing: "Okay, you go out first."

Deng Qian bowed his head and walked out of the office. After a while, Yu Sheng went in to report the itinerary.

Compared with Zhao Huairen in the office next door, Ji Muqing's itinerary was pitifully small, most of which were internal meetings. After hearing her report, Ji Muqing said indifferently: "Got it, put the information on the table, I'll read it later."

Yu Sheng put the documents on the desk, and when he lowered his head, he saw the whirlpool on the top of Ji Muqing's hair, a small circle. After Yu Sheng put the documents on the table, seeing that Ji Muqing was silent, he said softly: "Vice President Ji If there's nothing else, I'll go out first."

"Wait." Ji Muqing raised his head and looked at Yu Sheng, who had his back facing her, his heart was beating faster and his nerves were tense.

"Help me send this to the finance department." Ji Muqing said and put a document on the corner of the desk. Yu Sheng couldn't tell if he was relieved, but he was still a little disappointed. She took it and was about to leave the office. Behind him, Ji Muqing's voice was soft: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Yu Sheng stopped walking towards the door, stunned for a moment, lowered his head to open the file, and saw a piece of white paper sandwiched between the first page of the folder, on which was drawn a smiling face, obviously it was her face shape, and it was just drawn. The pen oil didn't dry up.

A burst of joy welled up in his heart, and the sweetness that pierced his heart spread. Yu Sheng held the blank paper, wanted to turn around but didn't know what to say, and finally walked out of the office with his head bowed.

The corners of her lips raised slightly.

During the whole morning, she didn't enter Ji Muqing's office, but occasionally took out the painting to have a look. Pei Yiyi glanced at her sometimes smiling face and asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"

Yu Sheng closed the document: "Nothing."

She stuffed the documents at the bottom, tilted her head to look at Pei Yiyi and said, "By the way, Yiyi, have you paid Miss Chen the compensation?"

Pei Yiyi nodded: "Don't mention it, I get a headache when I hear the word Chen Xiaoxiao now, but luckily I was her fangirl before."

"I will be a black fan in the future."

Yu Sheng was amused: "What's wrong?"

Pei Yiyi turned to look at her and said: "The price that was negotiated before, she changed her mind temporarily, you don't know that I went to her filming base and waited for a long time after get off work last night, but after she finished the show, she lightly said that she was very tired tonight. Talked."

"I'm going to be pissed off."

Yu Sheng frowned: "After get off work last night, you went to her filming base?"

"She was filming last night?"

Pei Yiyi nodded: "That's right, it was past eleven o'clock last night."

Yu Sheng was stunned.

So Ji Muqing didn't actually have dinner with Chen Xiaoxiao last night?

Then why didn't she just say it directly?

And let her guess.

Recalling how restless she was last night, Yu Sheng turned her head and stared at Ji Muqing's office. Ji Muqing noticed Yu Sheng's gaze, raised her head and looked sideways, and saw Yu Sheng's bright eyes sparkling, she pursed her lips and frowned.

Before he had time to wave his hand, Yu Sheng withdrew his gaze.

Ji Muqing put down his hand that had just been raised in the air, and touched the tip of his nose.

Pei Yiyi who was outside the office was still criticizing Chen Xiaoxiao's shortcomings, and even pulled Yu Sheng along, Yu Sheng nodded in agreement from time to time.

During lunch, Yu Sheng sent a message to Ji Muqing asking if she wanted to order takeaway, Ji Muqing replied that she was free to do so, Yu Sheng stared at these two words, and finally ordered a takeaway, with a note, and added coriander.

The moment Ji Muqing opened the takeaway box, she frowned when she smelled the smell of coriander. Seeing this, Deng Qian hurriedly said, "Vice President Ji, do I need another one for you?"

"No need." Ji Muqing picked up the takeaway menu, saw the note at the bottom, and stretched his brows: "It's good to change the taste once in a while."

Standing behind her, Deng Qian scratched his head with a puzzled expression.

After lunch, Yu Sheng returned to the office. Pei Yiyi was talking beside her. The two chatted and entered the office. As soon as they sat down, Yu Sheng received a call.

"Hello, this is the secretary department."

"Hello, there is a courier from Vice President Ji Muqing at the front desk, which needs to be signed for."

Yu Sheng glanced at Ji Muqing's office, no one was there, maybe in the lounge, she lowered her eyes: "I'll be right over."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yiyi asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Sheng put down the microphone: "Vice President Ji's delivery, I'll go downstairs."

Pei Yiyi shouted from behind: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Yu Sheng didn't turn his head back: "No need."

After arriving at the front desk, Yu Sheng saw the courier. It turned out to be a bouquet of flowers, the packaging was exquisite, the petals were blue, and perfume was sprinkled on it, which had a strong smell.

"Who sent the courier?" Yu Sheng asked while signing for the delivery, dazzled by the fact that there was no card or signature.

There was a professional smile on the face of the front desk: "It was sent by the flower shop."

Yu Sheng nodded, and picked up the flowers after signing for the receipt: "Thank you."

The front desk smiled and nodded.

After getting on the elevator, Yu Sheng suppressed her smile. She looked down at the flowers, and she knew from the packaging that they were definitely not cheap.

After returning to the office, Si Yan saw her coming in holding flowers and asked in surprise, "Sister, who gave you flowers?"

Secretary Luo also put down the cup, walked to Yu Sheng's side, and said in astonishment, "Blue enchantress, more than 1000 flowers, Yu Sheng, which local tyrant gave it to you?"

Before Yu Sheng could speak, Pei Yiyi took the lead and said, "Yu Sheng, is this the express delivery you just mentioned?"

"Yeah." Yu Sheng nodded: "Vice President Ji's delivery."

Secretary Qian leaned on the table and said, "I'm so envious, who gave it to me?"

Yu Sheng shook his head: "No signature."

Secretary Luo stood next to her: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, I'm interested."

Si Yan clicked his tongue: "It's likely that the young master gave it to you. Do you remember when Vice President Ji first took office? He sent flowers sooner or later, and nothing can be shaken."

"Later, Vice President Ji threw the flowers in his face, so he refused to send them."

Secretary Qian sighed: "How wonderful, it seems that none of us send flowers."

"It looks good, but someone chases after it."

Yu Sheng held his breath, pursed his lips and said, "I'll send it in."

Si Yan patted her on the shoulder: "Sister, be careful, don't be used as a punching bag by Vice President Ji."

Yu Sheng: ...

After entering the vice president's office, Yu Sheng knocked on the door of the lounge, and she heard Ji Muqing's voice.

"Come in."

Yu Sheng went in with the flowers in his arms, lowered his head, and passed the flowers indifferently: "Vice President Ji, your express delivery."

The tone was stiff, she didn't notice her attitude at all, Ji Muqing looked at the flowers she handed over and smiled: "It's your courier."

Yu Sheng blinked: "Huh?"

Ji Muqing took off the earrings, sat in front of the mirror, and said slowly: "Aren't you angry? This is for apologizing."

Only then did Yu Sheng realize that the co-author of this flower was bought by Ji Muqing and given to him?

Wasn't it sent to her by her suitor?

Yu Sheng pinched the wrapping paper, the piercing sound was very clear in the quiet lounge, Ji Muqing took off the jewelry and asked, "Do you like it?"

Like it?

Yu Sheng didn't say a word, just when he was about to speak, he suddenly thought of what Secretary Luo said just now.

How much does it cost per flower?

After a while, Yu Sheng asked, "Can I still retreat?"

Ji Muqing: "Don't like it?"

Yu Sheng: "It's too expensive."

Ji Muqing: ...