Chapter 1227 Nosebleed

Seeing that someone finally began to doubt the authenticity of the initial revelations, Shen Pianpian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She rolled over in the quilt and then looked up the recent call records.

There were still no missed calls. Since the call that day, and since she announced her relationship on Weibo, Cheng Zhiyuan never called her again.

He lied to her and still hasn't explained it.

She had already called Secretary Liu to talk about Chu Yan, but he hadn't asked her about the details yet.

He must have known that she was very worried and distressed, but he didn't say a word of comfort.

Shen Pianpian looked at the phone, and gradually even her focus became blurred.

The girl felt a little confused and aggrieved.

Why?

Even if you don't have time to come, you should at least give me a call, right?

What's going on? Why are you suddenly ignoring me?

Her hand relaxed due to distraction, and the phone came down and hit her nose.

Shen Pianpian screamed in pain and curled up suddenly. After a few seconds, her nose felt sore and then she felt warm liquid flowing out of her nose.

She reached out and felt her hands covered in blood.

The girl became even more discouraged.

He rushed to the bathroom holding his phone and covering his nose.

She was halfway through washing her face and before she could raise her head, she heard the jingling of bells.

This time, she couldn't even care about her nosebleed. Shen Pianxian's eyes lit up and she hurriedly swiped the screen with her wet hands, without even taking a look at the caller ID.

"Cheng Zhiyuan!"

The name was called out very loudly, but it became inexplicably soft after passing through the tip of the tongue. The tone was filled with a little longing and a little grievance, which made people feel soft-hearted when they heard it.

Unfortunately, after a few seconds, another calm voice sounded.

"Miss Pianpian."

Shen Pianxian's whole body froze. She looked in the mirror, at the light in her eyes that suddenly went out. After a long silence, she slowly asked,

"He won't call me?"

"Is he mad at me for announcing our relationship privately?"

"No,"

Secretary Liu answered quickly and confidently.

"Absolutely not."

After a pause, the secretary glanced at the boss sitting not far away and added cautiously,

"The boss is the one who wants to announce it the most."

"Really?"

The girl laughed softly, and the voice coming from the hands-free phone had a distorted and cold feeling.

"Then why didn't he come to see me or call me?"

Shen Pianxian asked,

"He knew I was waiting for his call. You know I didn't want to ask about these things, so I gave him the initiative."

"I listen to what he wants to tell me, and I don't listen to what he doesn't want to tell me."

"But he hasn't called me yet."

The girl looked at herself in the mirror. The light was dim, and she looked so embarrassed at the moment. Her nosebleed was out of control and slowly flowed out again. It looked so red that it was glaring. The acid in her nose instantly made her eyes red. The girl immediately lowered her head and covered her nose, no longer looking at herself. She only asked in a muffled voice,

"He doesn't like me anymore, does he?"

"He regrets it?"

"Or does he think that I would suspect him, dislike him, or even sympathize with him because of those remarks?"

The girl's voice came out muffled from the receiver.

The lights in the room were dim. Secretary Liu sat upright, staring at his phone and patiently answered "no". Opposite him, the man sitting in the boss chair seemed to be in a daze and did not move.

Until Secretary Liu asked,

"What's wrong with you?"

Shen Pianxian pinched her nose and answered,

"My nose is bleeding."

The dazed man finally moved.

He rolled his eyes, his gaze sliding across the room filled with corpses and blood, and stared calmly at the small cell phone.