Later, the two cleaning staff didn't tremble anymore, because the woman could smell the blood immediately, it was the smell of blood.
When the cleaner outside wiped the sofa and checked the carpet, he found a woman's mobile phone left there.
She picked it up easily, but accidentally pressed a button. In an instant, Ouyang Weiwei's cry was played:
"Tang Qianye! I will dig the graves of your eighteen ancestors!"
"I misjudged you! Let the fuck go!!"
"It hurts so much, beast, I won't forgive you..."
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The hysterical crying sounded particularly frightening and trembling in the quiet office!
It seems that you can imagine her miserable situation at that time.
The cleaning lady's eyes widened, but the next second her phone was taken away by a slender hand.
Tang Qianye looked at the phone expressionlessly for a while, then deleted the contents. He probably accidentally touched the record button just now, but fortunately...
At this time, another person came out of the lounge and asked him timidly, "Mr. Tang, the sheets have been changed. Have these been washed?"
He picked up Ouyang Weiwei, glanced at the sheets she was holding and the expensive white wool carpet on the ground, and said without any care, "Throw it away."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the lounge, casually saying to the people behind him, "Don't talk nonsense when you go out."
The two people at the back nodded their heads like tinkering.
In a company like Tang's where the minimum requirement for employees is a college degree, the salary of a cleaning worker here is several times that of other companies. How dare they offend the CEO and lose their job...
The two looked at each other, then silently rolled up the carpet on the floor and carried it out. After cleaning it, they could resell it for a big price.
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At the high-level meeting in the afternoon, Tang Qianye mainly understood the work progress of each department, and divided the work of the two major projects of Rong Xin and Wenshi that had just been taken over by each department to start planning. However, the heads of each department had received new reports.
Appointment, but ignored Tang Yoshi, and even divided some of the administrative powers in his hands...
After the meeting, the first thing Tang Qianye did was to go back to the office, but Ouyang Weiwei still showed no sign of waking up. She lay on the bed without moving until after get off work. He just sat in the office and watched. Write the copy and wait for her to wake up...
As night falls, lights are lit outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, making the night market a bright place.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the mobile phone on the table rang——
It's Ouyang Weiwei's mobile phone.
Tang Qianye raised his eyes from the copywriting, took out the phone and looked at it. It was her home phone number. After thinking about it, he finally took the phone and went to the lounge. He sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned forward.
He leaned in front of her and called her gently, "Weiwei?"
Ouyang Weiwei did not respond, her eyes still closed.
The cell phone was still ringing next to me.
Tang Qianye couldn't bear to shake her, as if he was afraid of breaking her if he touched her. In the end, he carefully and protectively lifted up the limp body, leaned on his shoulders, and whispered in her ears like a dream.
Call her, "Weiwei, wake up?"
The soft and beautiful voice seemed to come from outside. Ouyang Weiwei's consciousness was always in confusion, as if she was in a void.
Hearing the voice, her lifeless pale face finally slowly opened her eyes.
Just like Princess Loulan who has been sleeping for a thousand years, her eyes are lifeless, like a dried up pond after autumn.
It's like a dream.
Tang Qianye held her shoulders and asked softly, "How are you?"
Ouyang Weiwei's dry eyes moved, and she frowned uncomfortably, "I, my head hurts..."
Seeing her like this, Tang Qianye's eyes were full of distress and guilt under her long black eyelashes. She was a bit unexpected, and she shouldn't be weak. How could he let her go home like this?
He hugged her limp body into his arms again, "Come, tell your family that you won't be going back today."
Then she pressed the phone and put it to Ouyang Weiwei's ear.
Li Moru's voice came from the phone, "Weiwei, where have you been and why aren't you home yet?"
Ouyang Weiwei called out weakly, "Mom..."
"What's wrong with your voice?"
"I'm very tired...I won't go back."
"Where are you?" Li Moru asked anxiously.
Ouyang Weiwei looked at the room in front of her in a daze, a little confused about the current situation, but when she saw Tang Qianye next to her, she immediately felt at ease, "I'm here with Qianye..."
After hanging up the phone.
Li Moru threw the microphone aside and sat on the sofa with his hands folded, sulking.
Dinner had been served in the restaurant, and she and Ouyang Weiwei were waiting for her. Secretary Ouyang asked her there, "When will Weiwei come back?"
Li Moru said angrily, "Your daughter said she can't come back."
Secretary Ouyang frowned, "What's going on?"
"What's going on? You're getting along with Tang Qianye again."
Li Moru was really angry. She said she wouldn't let that dead girl go to him. The same thing happened to Tang Qianye. I don't know what kind of ecstasy was given to her daughter. Aren't the two of them always in a cold war? At this point today, they are still
Can we reconcile again?
Three feet of ice cannot be frozen in one day.
The misunderstanding between Tang Qianye and Ouyang Weiwei is not just a little bit, but it is not impossible to solve it at once, but there is a price to pay for it...
Tang Qianye kissed her forehead, hugged her and gave birth to Tang Syndrome.
The old housekeeper was waiting below in his car. When he saw the two of them, he immediately opened the rear door.
The black armed vehicle was driving smoothly on the road. Ouyang Weiwei opened her eyes again in a daze during the journey. A familiar and charming fragrance came from her nose. She looked up and found that she was leaning on Qianye's shoulder.
, the person driving in front is the old housekeeper.
Everything seemed to have not changed, as if in a dream, she had returned to the time when she and Qianye had not quarreled. In the rose manor filled with petals, he was smiling under the flower tree with his clothes as white as snow, so calm and indifferent. She
It is certain that it was the most beautiful time in her life, and meeting him was the most beautiful accident!
By the way, how did they reconcile?
Weiwei thought about it. She remembered that she went to Tang Family to find him in the morning, and then met Tang Yoshi, and then met Qianye. After entering his office, she explained the previous misunderstanding, and Qianye did not care about it and was very nice to her.
She took a nap there in the afternoon and everything went well...
It seems like...that's it, right?
Thinking of this, a faint smile emerged from the corners of her lips, she nuzzled his neck affectionately, and closed her eyes happily.
Tang Qianye's Adam's apple slipped and he hugged her tighter, his chin touching her forehead, which felt a little cold.
He swallowed, and his delicate and handsome face was filled with a trace of intolerance and guilt.
Weiwei, my angel, my love, should not do this to her.
The old housekeeper also saw Ouyang Weiwei's expression in the rearview mirror and asked him, "Master, what's wrong with Miss Ouyang?"
Tang Qianye stroked her long head and said, "Something's not right. Let's go back and help her take a look..."