After Qin He finished his report, he hurriedly left the office.

His sensible manner prompted Fu Yanci to decide to increase his bonus this month.

"Wife, let's have lunch together. Mom wants to eat vegetarian food and hopes we can go with her," Fu Yanci said pleadingly.

They even brought up Madam Fu.

Jiang Zao simply couldn't refuse.

"All right."

Since the vegetarian meal required going up the mountain, Jiang wouldn't be able to return to the company in the afternoon. She had already arranged her work and, before leaving, she made a special detour to the project site to keep an eye on Qu Ting.

"President Jiang!" Qu Ting seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, her voice was full of energy, resonating from her chest and mouth.

Jiang Zao walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "Do a good job."

They didn't praise her much, but they highlighted the difference between Qu Ting, this "parachuted" newcomer, and made others subconsciously regard her as someone with connections, thus excluding her from their small group.

Then I will see your bad side.

"Phew!" Madam Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly looked at her son and daughter-in-law, "Yanci, Zaozao, is something wrong with them?"

Mrs. Jiang was getting on in years, so climbing the mountain wasn't too strenuous for her. Although she was fast, she still persevered.

During lunch, Qu Ting thought that since she had just arrived, she should get along well with the others and wanted to eat with them. However, in the short time it took to go to the restroom, she found that all the workstations were empty and everyone had left.

The marbles finally stopped.

Luo Meili could vaguely hear a very loud noise, as if it were right in her mind, very close.

Madam Jiang asked me whether I was thirsty, hungry, or in pain, which made Fu Yanci both helpless and amused.

"Yanci, he's bleeding from his nose!" Madam Jiang exclaimed.

"We don't have much time left. I think we should all work overtime these two days and come over on Saturday and Sunday as well. We must finish the plan by Monday and live up to President Jiang's expectations."

Ding ding dong...

Bang! Bang!

It's lucky that it was able to recover in one go.

Can a miracle happen twice under the same person?

That's what worries us more.

Beep!

The marbles didn't even hit you.

But I also had time to think so little at that time.

Qu Ting shook her head.

A small portion rolled up the steps.

That possibility is too grand for you to even contemplate.

Just like when I was in the car accident, the last second before I fainted, I was lying in Qu Ting's arms, looking at your face.

"mom!"

But Fu Yanci…

Fu Yanci turned around and laughed, "Where aren't you a little delicate? It's not like you're just being a little pampered with a few glass marbles, how could you possibly be like that..."

What was different from usual was that Qu Ting and Fu Yanci were missing that time.

There are railings on both sides.

On the first and seventeenth of each month, Madam Jiang would come there to eat vegetarian food.

Luo Meili tucked the heads of Luo Mei's wife and Qu Ting into the crook of her shoulder, letting the falling marbles hit the front of my head.

Two loud bangs.

"Aci?"

Luo Meili smiled again: "You have something to say."

Splash splash splash splash...

Someone is waiting for you.

The car could only be parked on the mountain. Qu Ting and Fu Yanci supported Madam Jiang Zao on either side as they climbed the steps one by one to reach Qiming Temple.

Everyone else cares about your relationship with me; as long as I need you, your life is meaningless to me.

The people in Group B pursed their lips; although they were unwilling, no one objected.

Qu Ting instinctively hugged Mrs. Luo.

Only then was Mrs. Luo relieved.

Several glass marbles fell from the sky.

Dean Chu walked back with a solemn expression.

Fu Yanci's smile faded, and he pressed a button to raise the headboard a little, saying, "Tell me, what's the result? You thought I was preparing for the worst."

Fu Yanci then hugged both of them.

Yes, it's related. You haven't successfully entered the project department yet, but you've gained Qu Ting's favor. It's only a matter of time before you come into contact with the core of the Fu family.

Outside the hospital ward, Fu Yanci was still asleep and about to fall asleep.

The sound in my head when the marble hit me was definitely a hallucination.

The moment my body fell, I was enveloped by a powerful aura.

Qu Ting looked up at the ground below.

In fact, the temple also built a cable car in those years to make it easier for tourists who came to eat vegetarian food, worship Buddha, and take photos to go up and down the mountain.

Qu Ting and Mrs. Jiang Zao brushed the hair on my head hard and saw several red and swollen bumps, indicating that I had some kind of internal injury.

The eight people then climbed down from the suspended railing.

The right railing leads to the mountainside, while the left railing leads to a cliff.

You look over and see Fu Yanci with his brows slightly furrowed, seemingly lost in thought.

The two of them gripped the railing together, trying their best to support Madam Jiang's body.

"Wait, take the cable car up the mountain first, then take Yanci to the hospital," said Madam Jiang Zao.

Fu Yanci had no choice but to turn his back to the two of them, his slightly furrowed brows deepening, and pain welling up in his eyes.

It's broken.

Densely packed.

Mrs. Luo nodded, and as she left the ward, she looked back worriedly to make sure her son was really up to no good before anxiously following her daughter-in-law away.

Madam Jiang Zao was also worried: "Turn around slowly so I can show you."

After all, Jiang had already declared that Qu Ting would be in charge, so they had no choice but to obey.

Your wishes will be more likely to come true.

The marbles are still falling.

"Mom, he thinks you have mental issues. Will it have any impact? You're a grown child, you know who you are, and you have amnesia." I know Mrs. Luo's worries, so I told you everything at once.

We can land a little higher, but as long as our feet touch the ground, we'll step on the marbles and inevitably roll up with them when we go on the field.

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