I saw her go back to her room, get her bag, and take away the medicinal wine that her family bought from Hong Kong City.
Fan Peihua asked her, "Qiaoqiao, it's New Year's Day, where are you going to get the medicinal wine?"
"Find a friend, Mom, I'll take this medicinal wine away. Next time I'll ask my colleagues to help buy a few bottles."
After hearing the door close, Zhang's father asked, "Do you think Qiaoqiao will like that overseas returnee?"
Fan Peihua glanced at him and said, "How would I know if this is a question, but I saw in the photo that the boy is quite handsome. Our daughter likes handsome guys, so he should be interested."
2.
She couldn't go up to the top floor of Junxi Hotel just because she wanted to.
Zhang Qiao went to the hotel front desk to register.
The staff member took a look at her ID card and said, "Ms. Zhang, our President Song has already explained everything. Please follow me."
Standing at the door, Zhang Qiao took a deep breath, then raised her hand and knocked on the door.
Song Xingjin opened the door in his home clothes and watched the person in front of him hand him the medicinal wine. He didn't take it and motioned Zhang Qiao to come in.
Zhang Qiao vaguely heard voices and guessed that Song Xingjin was in an online meeting, so she said, "Boss Song, I've delivered the medicinal wine. I won't go in. It doesn't seem appropriate."
Song Xingjin looked at her and said calmly, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. Besides, it's not convenient for me to apply the medicine myself."
Inconvenient to take medicine?
Zhang Qiao glanced back and forth between his arms, "Isn't your left hand okay?"
Song Xingjin gave a reason, "My hands need to work."
Zhang Qiao: “…”
She followed Song Xingjin in and saw a pile of documents on his desk and the meeting on his computer had not ended yet.
Song Xingjin said, "You can talk, they can't hear you."
"oh."
Zhang Qiao sincerely admired him. He was indeed a well-known workaholic in their circle. She looked at the pile of documents on her desk and asked, "You have so much work to do during the New Year?"
"Junxi has many branches overseas, and they don't celebrate the Spring Festival."
Zhang Qiao nodded and didn't ask again, "How do you want me to help you apply the medicine?"
Song Xingjin patted the seat next to him, motioning her to come and sit down, and took the initiative to roll up his sleeves.
She glanced at Song Xingjin's elbow and found that it was indeed swollen, which looked a bit shocking.
Was the collision last night so severe?
He was typing with his left hand, so Zhang Qiao had no choice but to walk over to Song Xingjin and sit down, pouring the medicinal wine on her palm and rubbing it to warm it up.
The medicinal wine tasted a bit pungent. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, grabbed Song Xingjin's arm and started rubbing it, wanting to finish the task quickly.
But the movements of his hands became lighter uncontrollably.
The more Zhang Qiao thought about it, the more she felt that this scene looked inexplicably... ambiguous.
I don’t know if her description is accurate.
Song Xingjin tilted his head and looked down at Zhang Qiao who was rubbing medicinal wine on him. Her fingers were on his forearm and her palm was rubbing lightly on his elbow.
Looking upwards, he saw the girl's skin was very delicate and fair. They were so close that he could even see the small piercing on her earlobe.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and when Zhang Qiao was about to raise her head, Song Xingjin turned his head inconspicuously.
Song Xingjin didn't hear a word his subordinate said on the other end of the computer.
This was the first time he was so inattentive.
Song Xingjin ended the meeting midway.
After applying the medicinal wine on him, Zhang Qiao looked around.
Song Xingjin pointed her in the direction, "The bathroom is over there."
"Thanks."
Zhang Qiao washed her hands for a long time, but still felt that the smell of medicine on her hands had not been washed away.
She lowered her head and was thinking about something.
After turning off the faucet, Zhang Qiao returned to her original position and felt it necessary to remind Song Xingjin, "The wound on your hand looks quite serious. Do you really not need to go to the hospital for a checkup?"
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