After leaning on him for a while, his thoughts in his heart were already twisting and turning. He had long known where his original thoughts had gone. Although the heartbeat of the woman beating under him was so fast that it could turn into a fast-paced drumbeat.

But his consciousness was not at all here. He couldn't help but panic. He carefully wanted to find the feeling he had just done, but he could never find it again. He could only think that just now he was just confused and there was nothing serious.

He slowly left Zuo Qingsheng's body. The woman's soft body seemed to be unable to support his body. When he leaned against her half, she seemed to be about to be pushed down by a tall tower.

This feeling made him feel a little distressed, but in an instant, the two had separated. He Tingchen glanced at her, smiled softly, and slowly turned around and walked out.

Zuo Qingsheng originally wanted to smile back, but he felt something was wrong with He Tingchen like this, and his smile was a bit forced.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zuo Qingsheng looked at his straight back. Although he was tall, she felt that this man seemed a little lonely. His lonely figure gradually left her, as if he would never come back again.

She couldn't help but feel panic again, and she felt like she was about to be scared of a heart attack. She was always shocked when she was with this man, and what she thought about was even more complicated than her own life on weekdays.

"nothing."

He Tingchen stopped, his voice was dull and there was no strange tone. Zuo Qingsheng felt even more strange and frowned.

"I see that your face doesn't look good. Did you get a wound and hurt? Or is it uncomfortable in your body? Do you want me to call the doctor from yesterday for you?"

The anxious look in her words was completely uncovered. Her tone was fast and quick, and the expression on her face looked a little panicked, afraid that if He Tingchen had pain on her body, she would hide it herself.

He Tingchen did not look back, but slowly walked to the bed and took the lunch box back to the coffee table. His tone was still light. "It's nothing, don't you want to eat? The food is about to cool down. After eating later, it will make your stomach feel uncomfortable."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and smiled at Zuo Qingsheng. His smile was very light. He looked calm and elegant. His whole body was bathed in the sun, making people feel warm.

But this man like this will never be arrogant and indifferent. He looked down at everyone with a slight disdain. He no longer felt that he was arrogant and stressful, making people feel approachable.

Zuo Qingsheng frowned and observed him for a while, but found nothing unusual. However, He Tingchen had already leaned on the coffee table with half support and was eating with one hand.

He chuckled gently, "Qingsheng, it's great to try this porridge."

Zuo Qingsheng nodded, and looked at his perfect smile. It was just like a special carving, without any flaws, making people feel that they were extremely gentle and domineering.

She sighed and walked over. Seeing that the things in front of her had been swept away unknowingly, and He Tingchen was holding a spoon in his left hand and preparing to go to another bowl of porridge. Zuo Qingsheng was immediately shocked and rushed to rescue his food.

He looked at the man beside him with resentment, "You really are, just one left hand can eliminate so much so quickly. I thought you would probably spill most of the food out by eating with a spoon in your left hand."

He Tingchen supported his arm, bit the spoon in his hand, and looked up at her half-eyed. A smile slipped through his eyes, but he had regained his disdain, and his eyes changed from gentleness to a sarcastic smile.

"You are afraid that you think of me too unreliable? Why do you say that I am also a great president? If you can't even use your left and right hands well, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

Zuo Qingsheng listened to his words, but expressed his surprise and disagreement.

She stared at He Tingchen with her eyes full of shock, "Ah? I thought Master He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. I guess everything about her, from office management companies to small things, to eating and washing her face, is required to be served by someone!"

Then she was amazed and expressed her reluctance.

"Since you are so capable, you don't need me to take care of you anymore. You might as well not raise yourself, just use your left hand to complete your great career. And I, a little fellow, should I get out now, okay?"

She smiled at He Tingchen, blinked her eyes, and the expression on her face was quite naughty and a bit weird.

He Tingchen sighed softly, but looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, and his eyes fell on her face. The morning sun shone in, making people feel warm by the sun. The cells on the upper and lower bodies were shouting, and the bones in their bodies were instantly sore and soft. They wanted to stretch their waists to welcome the sunshine of the new day.

Her expression was a bit weird, and his eyes were full of doting.

The woman's snow-white skin is full of sunshine that jumps up, which is extremely dazzling. Her sparkling pair of water eyes are like countless stars sprinkled with stars, dazzling, radiant, and colorful, making people's hearts silent.

The slender eyelashes were like a small brush, and her position was very close to him, which made He Tingchen always grab it when he wanted to reach out, as if he could imagine it. When he grabbed the fingertips, it would bring out the catkins floating, slightly itchy.

"Qingsheng...you should let me do what I should do...I don't want you to leave..."

In the end, all his words were the thoughtful look of the people around him, and the long silence.

Such a wonderful day, the room filled with disinfectant water and the faint fragrance of the people around them, but their thoughts suddenly changed from the warm ambiguity to the cold moment.

...

The days of living in the hospital are always very long. Zuo Qingsheng's worst wounds are about to heal. He Tingchen put his right hand all day long, and he is still busy with his left hand.

Gu Yan stood at the door and looked at a woman sitting on the bed and a man lying on the sofa inside. The woman frowned and looked at the phone in her hand. What was shown above was a video of other TC newcomers participating in the event.

Obviously, there was still some small trouble without her fighting the situation.

Although the impact does not seem to be very large, if her injuries are not healed over time, it will probably bring some reputational trouble to the company.

She was in a bad mood. As the team leader, if the newcomer made any mistakes, she would blame her for the slightest mistake, but because of that person, she was injured.

Although the wounds are not big and not very serious, they can be said to be covered in bruises. However, because the abandoned site is surrounded by desolation, full of garbage, scratches and cuts on the body, if the care is not good, this price will be too terrible for her, a model.

The teachings of the newcomers seem urgent now, but because I have no way to be discharged from the hospital directly, I will visit the site in person to see what shortcomings should be corrected. I can only look at the reported scene on my mobile phone and then raise them faults.

There were constant calls from both sides, but the quiet room was completely unable to suppress the chaos that came out of work from time to time.

"Miss Zuo, you are still so angry. Anger will get older."

Gu Yan couldn't help but persuade her.

Zuo Qingsheng raised his head and looked at him with some resentment. The impatientness in his eyes was obvious. It seemed that if he said another word, she might rush forward to kill him in the next second.

Seeing Zuo Qingsheng's face full of bitterness and grudges, Gu Yan chuckled, and it turns out that his president is much more secure.

Look at this serious, calm, unhappy, but he looks careful and serious.

"Mr. He... Although you are missing from the company recently, everyone is peaceful and developing according to normal development..."

Gu Yan reported on the progress of the company's operations and several recently signed major projects, all of which were handed over to He Tingchen for inquiries one by one.

He Tingchen held the folder in his hand with one hand, and hadn't used his right hand for a long time, and it felt like it was useless, but he used his left hand firmly enough.

After turning a few pages briefly, he stayed on the signature at a certain place. Looking at the name, He Tingchen twitched slightly. Thinking of the day when Zuo Qingsheng had an accident, his younger brother sat down below. He was anxious at the time. No matter who it was, he wanted to help find it, but he forgot his younger brother...

Why is it so passionate?

He Tingchen pursed his lips, and the lip line became a straight line, cold and serious, with a bit of majesty, which made people dare not disturb his contemplation at all. Gu Yan stood aside and held his breath and looked at him.

Only Zuo Qingsheng, who was sitting in the distance, was still making a phone call on his own. Gu Yan's eyes slipped around the documents, and his heart couldn't help but jump. He remembered that this business was under the responsibility of He Tingchen, but after the accident, he stayed in the hospital, just signing and checking it out, or dealing with it with his subordinates.

But why did this file that should have been placed appear here and handed over to the target file after completion?

And... the signature on it is so familiar.

Gu Yan leaned forward and took a look. His signature was written in black and white, and his domineering style was evident in the joy after the successful negotiations, and he did not have the deep and restrained temperament of He Tingchen.

Then his gaze jumped when he recognized the name, the signature...

It was the president's younger brother, He Lifeng's signature!
Chapter completed!