Jian Qing held the mineral water, drank the water in small sips, and then drove back to the road.

The car's speed is still slowly kept within the speed limit. The accelerator of the sports car is not easy to control, and it will speed up with a slight step. She can only accelerate from time to time and brake from time to time.

“…”

People who drive don’t think that Xia Jue, who is not motion sick, wants to vomit.

He didn't even dare to look at his phone, so he followed Jian Qing and stared at the endless road.

The surroundings are very quiet, with the whiteness in the wilderness, and the sun is just right, covering the earth.

Xia Jue suddenly spoke, "Have you driven the express train?"

Jian Qing was stunned and thought about it carefully and asked, "Is it considered a express train on the expressway?"

"So faster, do you want to try it?"

“…”

"No." Jian Qing refused and said directly, "I still want to be alive."

Xia Jue smiled, sneered, and joked lightly, "Coward."

He supported his hand on his forehead and did not give up. "How can you know what it feels if you don't try?"

"Don't you think every new experience is interesting?" he said slowly, "whether good or bad."

“…”

Jian Qing didn't know if his mind was clamped by the door, or was really affected by his words, so he tightened the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator.

I clearly feel that the speed is getting faster and faster, go up, go up, go up, go up.

The steering wheel seemed to be trembling, Jian Qing's palms were sweating, and there was a flash of virtual scenery on both sides, and nothing could be seen.

The roar of the engine spread for several kilometers and stimulated her senses.

The heart also jumped vigorously with the rhythm, as if it had come back to life, and couldn't help but start to laugh.

Xia Jue gently curled the corner of his mouth and turned his eyes to the driver's seat. The little girl pursed her lips and looked stubborn. Finally, her eyes gradually returned to brightness and seriousness.

fine.

Although Jian Qing’s so-called driving a fast train is just a little more than a hundred yards.

The two-day and one-night trip to Xiaoshan Hot Spring ends.

Zhou Shanshan is a local, so she went home directly on weekends and never went back to her dormitory.

After the two girls broke up, they would save them from being embarrassed if they didn't meet each other.

But Monk Lin Yizhang Er was confused. In the dormitory group where she used to chat almost every day, now she was talking, and there was no one who responded.

She and Jian Qing were the only ones left in the dormitory.

After returning to school from the hot spring hotel, Jian Qing fell asleep and spent all day and night in a daze.

If Lin Yi hadn't pulled her up to eat, no one would have known that she might have slept to death.

Lin Yi had never seen her look like this before, and she didn't speak, as if she was in a very slow state.

It seems like there is a piece empty somewhere.

Fortunately, when Monday, Jian Qing went to work as usual and calmly.

It seemed that the weekend's sleep filled her empty space and completed her self-healing.

Although Lin Yi was puzzled, he was always relieved.

After arriving at the company, Jian Qing didn't know if it was her own illusion. She always felt that someone was secretly looking at her while waiting for the elevator or walking to the work station.

She shook her head and gently pulled the corner of her mouth. She might have been so stupid as to sleep.

She put her bag on her seat and went to the bathroom.

The bathroom is filled with red-brown compartments, spacious and bright, with warm yellow lights.

When she was about to go out, a sudden voice of discussion came from the bathroom, which made her hand that opened the door suddenly stop.

"Have you read the hot searches on Weibo?" the woman asked in a low voice, her voice pressing on her voice.

"I saw it, I really didn't expect that the girl from the Art Support Department turned out to be an affair with the big boss."

"No wonder several boys in our department took turns to treat people to dinner, but they all refused. It turned out that there were better ones." The woman was indignant, not knowing whether it was sour or why.

Jian Qing pursed her lips, and the Art Support Department was the only girl. Obviously, when she didn't know, she became the protagonist of gossip.

"She is so young and hasn't graduated from college yet? She's really good at it."

"Do you still remember the original painting design competition in our project? I heard that she drew a few strokes, and Xia Jue took the person away."

"Tsk, isn't Xia Jue a celebrity in front of the big boss? Isn't this clearly going through the back door?"

“…”

Although Jian Qing was confused when she heard them, she couldn't bear it when she heard that they were still involved in Xia Jue and opened the door and went out.

The two girls leaning against the sink were shocked and obviously recognized her. The expression on their faces was unhappy and a little embarrassed.

However, Jian Qing looked at them openly, and his clear and clean eyes seemed to be filled with pressure.

The two girls with broken mouths pushed each other and hurriedly left the bathroom.

Jian Qing frowned, touched the cell phone in her pocket, and opened Weibo.

No need to read it, the first topic on Weibo’s hot search is #Shen Juanshengzi#

When he saw the two familiar names "Shen Juan", Jian Qing subconsciously clicked in.

The first Weibo post is a major entertainment v.

@Xianning Entertainment: #Shen Juan gave birth to a son#Huaiyu Games, the second son of the Shen family, Shen Juan, was photographed carrying his child in and out of the hot spring hotel the day before yesterday, and a mysterious woman was followed behind him.

"?"

Seeing this, Jian Qing was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Shen Juan, who had always appeared in a mess before, refused to leave at Lu Huaiyu's house every day, turned out to be so good that even at the foot of her standing, the entire towering building belonged to him.

Jian Qing's eyes moved down and fell on the photo on Weibo. The scene in the photo was in the lobby of Xiaoshan Hot Spring Hotel.

Although the child's face was marked and the man holding the child turned his back to the camera, he could still clearly identify the faces of the other two, namely Jian Qing and Shen Juan's assistants.

“…”

After a few twists in my mind, I understood the whole story.

But she didn't know why, but she didn't feel anything. She seemed to be watching other people's affairs and had nothing to do with herself.

Compared to the impact that Zhou Shanshan brought to her after she learned the truth that day, it seemed a bit insignificant.

It’s like the pain nerves are already numb in the continuous work and have lost the ability to perceive.

In the Dental Clinic of Union Hospital, everything is in order.

After finishing the day's outpatient clinic, Lu Huaiyu felt a little chest tightness, so he went straight to the rooftop.

It's meal time now, and there is no one on the rooftop.

The weather in January is severely cold, especially when it snowed a few days ago. It was particularly cold, wet and cold when it was snowing.

He was wearing only a thin shirt, and a clean and tidy white coat outside, and the cold air poured into his internal organs unstoppable.

Lu Huaiyu lowered his eyelids, his face was faint, his hands were inserted into the pockets of the white coats on both sides, and he took out a pack of cigarettes.

The clean and slender fingers have clear joints, the posture of holding smoke is lazy and casual, and there is a faint depression all over the body.

He was about to light a cigarette, but as if he remembered something, he frowned and walked slowly to the trash can in the distance, throwing it away with the cigarette and the lighter.

Even on the vast rooftop, the stuffiness in his chest still did not improve. He reached out and pulled loose his tie with a little annoyed.

In the silence, the sound of the phone vibrating suddenly sounded.

It was a call from Chen Juan.

"Where are you? I'm in your hospital." The man's voice was low and cold, and his breathing was rapid.

Lu Huaiyu frowned, wondering what he suddenly came to do, "The rooftop of the oral building."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Juan hung up the phone.

Within two minutes, the heavy fire door of the rooftop was pushed open, and Chen Juan was wearing a black windbreaker. The hem of the clothes was blown up by the wind, and there was a coldness all over his body.

A woman was tightly clamped in her arms, unable to see her face clearly, and was covered by Chen Zhuan with a coat.

The woman is tall, with long chestnut hair like a waterfall, wearing a haute couture dress and wearing thin-heeled satin high heels, with delicate and slim curves.

Against Shen Juan's tall and tall body, he looks particularly petite.

Cen Yu fought desperately, trying to break free.

But Chen Jie's strong and powerful arms were extremely tightly held, and he staggered forward, tied to his snow-white ankles, and the pearl-studded belt was torn apart at some point.

“…”

Lu Huaiyu didn't know what they were making trouble, so he pursed his lips and was a little dissatisfied with Chen Juan pulling Cen Yu a little arrogantly.
To be continued...