Jiang Zhi's cheeks felt slightly hot, while he was still hesitating.
The phone dinged again.
Jiang Zhi could tell through the screen that his patience was about to run out: [Hurry up.]
Jiang Zhi was not sure if there was anyone else in the office. She looked around and nervously opened the door to the president's office. As soon as she entered, she smelled a faint smell of tobacco.
Shen Luyan rarely wore gold-rimmed glasses, which were framed on the straight bridge of his nose. He was elegant and unfathomable. He took off his glasses casually, even if he didn't say anything, he still had an air of calmness and authority. .
Black shirt, narrow waist and wide shoulders. The hem of the shirt is tucked into the metal belt around the waist.
Under the suit pants is a pair of straight and elegant long legs.
Shen Luyan tugged on his tie carelessly, "Are you in such a hurry to run away?"
Jiang Zhi glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and reminded him tactfully: "Mr. Shen, it's getting late now."
It was past ten o'clock at night, and it was nearly eleven o'clock when I got home.
She has to go to work tomorrow morning and she doesn't want to be late.
Shen Luyan raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "There is a rest room inside."
Jiang Zhi naturally knew that there was a bedroom for people to rest alone in the CEO's office, but it had nothing to do with her.
Shen Luyan deliberately kept her here tonight just on a whim, "I have an online meeting. If you are tired, just go to the lounge and wait for me. You can also lie on the sofa. I will see you off after the meeting." Let’s go back together.”
Jiang Zhi wanted to say that there was no need to go to such trouble, she could take a taxi by herself.
Shen Luyan blocked her words, "It's too late, it's not safe."
Jiang Zhi was silent, and she chose to sit on the sofa and wait for him.
After a busy day, she now had a sore back. She quietly nestled on the sofa, holding her cell phone and browsing the news for a while. Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she suddenly woke up when the cell phone hit her face.
Shen Luyan is holding an online international conference tonight, which was arranged so late because of the time difference.
Jiang Zhi sat up again, rubbed his sore neck, and looked up at his desk.
A low and sweet voice fell on her ears.
Shen Luyan speaks standard and fluent English, with a cold expression and relaxed eyebrows. He is in a very relaxed and comfortable state. He has studied abroad for two years and his English is better than most people.
Moreover, his language talent is higher than that of ordinary people.
Jiang Zhi remembered that Shen Luyan could also speak French.
He had deliberately teased her in French before. At that time, the Shen family had agreed to the exorbitant ransom offered by the kidnappers. It was rare for her and him to have a few days of peace without being beaten or tortured.
Shen Luyan said something in her ear that she didn't understand.
Jiang Zhi was very curious and asked him what he meant.
Shen Luyan was in a good mood, with more smiles on his face: "You really want to know?"
She nodded vigorously: "Of course."
The young man waved to her, "Sit over here."
She approached him innocently and said, "Say it quickly."
The young man laughed: "It means ugly."
She was like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, her hair jumping and her feet jumping, "I told you, I'm not ugly."
He couldn't see anything and pretended to be helpless, "I can't see."
"I never lie to people."
"But I can tell by your voice that you are not good-looking."
When she was kidnapped, she had a fever and cough, and the kidnappers did not give her any medicine. For so many days, her voice remained hoarse and was far from her original voice.
"Are you just judging people by their appearance like this?" She was furious, turning her back to him, secretly vowing not to say more than three sentences to him today: "If you say I'm ugly, I'll be very sad, and what you say doesn't mean anything. Impolite."
Accidentally, she said more than three sentences.
The young man laughed so hard that he leaned against the wall with all his strength. He looked like a pitiful, sickly young man, "I'm sorry."
She was still struggling with whether to forgive him or not.
The young man pinched her face, and then said something that could make her angry to death: "The clowns."
She waved his hand away, "I'm ignoring you."
The young man might be afraid that she would be really angry, "But I don't dislike you for being ugly."
At that age, at that moment, Jiang Zhi's heart felt sweeter than eating candy.
To this day, Jiang Zhi still doesn’t know what that French sentence means.
She later looked up how to say "ugly" in French, and it was completely different from what Shen Luyan said.
He lied to her.
Shen Luyan ended the meeting, and Jiang Zhi sat on the sofa in a daze holding a pillow.
He took out the pillow from her arms and said, "Did you fall asleep?"
Jiang Zhi's arms were suddenly empty. She had to raise her face to look at him. She yawned and her voice was a little hoarse: "Is it over?"
Shen Luyan paused for two seconds. He had previously felt that Jiang Zhi looked like a different person every time he spoke to him in a hoarse voice.
Several times, he almost confused this voice with Sui Ning's.
"Well, it's over."
Jiang Zhi stood up. Her legs in high heels were sore and swollen. She was so sleepy, "Can we go home?"
Shen Luyan did not answer her, looked at her and asked: "Where is the scarf?"
Jiang Zhi thought for a moment before suddenly remembering: "It got a little hot from the sun in the afternoon, so I took it off."
"Where?"
"on the chair."
Shen Luyan naturally took her hand, grabbed her and walked out, wrapping the scarf tightly around her again.
There were no lights outside and it was pitch black.
Jiang Zhi was a little afraid of the dark and subconsciously clenched his hand. Shen Luyan glanced at his thumb and took the initiative to squeeze it, raised his brows, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and suddenly felt very good.
He didn't say anything.
Jiang Zhi pressed against his body, barely feeling a little more secure.
The eerie feeling that the dark night gave her was just like the look Zhao Hongshen gave her today.
Full of malice.
Jiang Zhi asked Shen Luyan in a very soft voice: "Director Zhao, today..."
Shen Luyan frowned when he heard her mention Zhao Hongshen, "He wants me to withdraw the lawsuit and let his son go."
Jiang Zhi was not surprised, "Then did you agree?"
Now that Director Zhao has been kicked out of the board of directors.
Now that Shen Luyan has all the power, it actually doesn't matter if he lets his son go.
"No." Shen Luyan felt that Jiang Zhi had misunderstood him, so he said calmly: "Jiang Zhi, I am not a soft-hearted person."
Jiang Zhi lowered his face with a calm expression: "I know."
She pursed her lips: "I just think that when a dog is anxious, he will jump over the wall. If he forces someone to die, he will definitely want to take revenge."
Shen Luyan laughed, "Are you worried about me?"
Jiang Zhi did not deny it: "Mr. Shen is a very generous employer."
Shen Luyan hummed, and then said: "If I were always afraid of this and that, I wouldn't be the one standing in front of you today."
There were many people who kept saying they wanted to kill him.
There are countless people who hate him to the core.
Jiang Zhi couldn't tell what was causing her uneasiness. Maybe it was just a woman's sixth sense, "Didn't he say revenge on your relatives?"
His relatives should be his weakness.
"Do you think he knows about our marriage?"
"Won't."
"That's right, not many people know." Maybe she likes to think wildly. In the darkness, she asked him in a low voice: "If something happens to me one day, will you save me?"
The air was silent for a long time.
Shen Luyan held her palm with his backhand and said, "Yes."
