Xihe handed a glass of milk to Cheng Que and watched him drink it expressionlessly. She couldn't help but feel happy in her heart. He clearly didn't like it but he didn't refuse it. Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
Cheng Que put down the cup and looked at her: "I want to understand that agreement more clearly."
Xihe made an OK gesture and went upstairs.
Cheng Que looked around. The room was decorated in a pastoral style. There were a few cute pillows on the table. Apart from his leather shoes, there were only two pairs of women's slippers at the entrance, and a cute glass cup on the table.
"It's all here, take a look."
Xihe came down and handed him a document.
Cheng Que flipped open the first page, his brow furrowing as he read. He put the document down after finishing it and asked, "How can you guarantee that that genius will continue to come up with new ideas? Why didn't you tell me about this contract?"
By the end, his face had darkened.
The agreement he signed only guaranteed not to leak secrets and to cooperate with the work of Star Technology. He had no knowledge of the bet agreement that stipulated how many scientific research results he had to produce each year.
"Do you think scientific research is easy? Can it be done casually?"
"Wen Sheng, have you ever considered the consequences of what you do?"
Cheng Que frowned and stared at her, as if he wanted to see through the skin to see the structure of her brain.
Xihe didn't care at all: "Didn't you sign it too?" What's the difference between the agreement he signed, which stipulates a certain amount of money to be paid every year, and her gambling agreement?
"The Cheng family today is not the Cheng family of a month ago."
Because of the construction site incident, there was a lot of criticism on the Internet, and the Cheng family's reputation plummeted.
Cheng Que: “…”
For a moment, I couldn't refute it.
Xihe's little face came close to his eyelids: "Are you worried about me?"
Cheng Que looked at her expressionlessly and didn't hide.
Xihe blinked, thinking, "Doesn't he really hate her?" She smiled, "If you're really worried about me, then work hard and help me find a few more geniuses. Then you can rest easy, right?"
Cheng Que suddenly asked, "Where is that genius?"
Xihe: “…”
Should we just do it this way? What should she say?
Xihe sat back on the sofa, hugging the pillow: "I'm at home."
"I want to see him."
"Why did you meet him?"
She didn't intend to talk about this matter.
Cheng Que said seriously, "Business is like a battlefield. Wen Sheng, it's normal that you don't understand this industry as you've just entered it, but what I want to say is that this matter is not a joke. If the result is not satisfactory, it will be difficult for you to get out of it unscathed..."
"I'll let you see it, alright!"
"Okay, what time?"
Xihe: “…”
I feel like I've been tricked.
Xihe pointed to his face: "It's far away in the horizon and yet it's right in front of me."
Cheng Que: "...Don't make trouble."
Xihe rolled his eyes: "If you don't believe it, forget it."
Cheng Que's gaze fell on her, from that exquisite little face, to her cute snow-white feet, and finally stopped at her clear black eyes. He suddenly said shockingly: "Has someone possessed her?"
Xihe: ???
Blink, blink, it's stuck.
She could guarantee a hundred and twenty proofs that this guy was born and raised here and definitely didn't have any memories that he shouldn't have.
Xihe nodded: "Yes, he was possessed by a charming old monster."
A smile suddenly flashed in Cheng Que's eyes. He changed the subject and stopped asking about this matter. Instead, he started discussing the company's development and the victim's family.
With evidence in hand, the culprit will naturally be thrown into jail.
Xihe also transferred the money to the victims as agreed, and even gave money to Fan Zhuang's family, but whether they could receive it depended on their ability.
Cheng Que was silent: "I was careless."
Xihe said, "It's not your fault. If people keep watching you, no matter how well you do, something will go wrong." This kind of thing is hard to guard against.
She also tried to find evidence that Chen Yue and others took action against Cheng Que, but unfortunately found nothing.
But it's understandable. Chen Yue is a CEO after all. How could he personally take action on such a matter? If he is found, he will be a scapegoat at best.
Therefore, she would search for evidence of their crimes from other angles.
Xihe rubbed the cup. Now, they couldn't even protect themselves.
Cheng Que suddenly said, "I want to go see them."
Xihe: "Okay, Zhang Dahai is still in the hospital, and the old couple Fan Dahe are still in the city. See if you are free in the next two days, and I will take you there."
Cheng Que: "After get off work tomorrow night?"
Xihe naturally had no reason to refuse, but she suddenly turned her head and said with a half-smile: "It's ten o'clock, shouldn't you go home? Otherwise, I'm afraid your lover will come to the door soon."
At this moment, the pendulum of the clock on the wall stopped at ten o'clock.
Cheng Que frowned, "I told you, she's not my lover, and I have nothing to do with her." He paused and suddenly mentioned Qi Yuan, "What about Qi Yuan?"
Xihe raised her slender eyebrows slightly. Oh, she even learned to ask questions in return.
Xi He propped his chin up with his hand and said indifferently, "I don't know, probably in some woman's bed?"
That day she robbed the money and ran away, blocked Qi Yuan, and did not return to the Wen family. The original owner of the villa in the suburbs had never brought anyone there, so even if Qi Yuan had not gone to the United States, he would not be able to find her.
Xihe thought quietly that the boy must be mad to death, but when she turned around, she found that Cheng Que's face looked a little strange.
Cheng Que had a handsome appearance, with slightly deep features, and eyes that were like a bottomless pool. At this moment, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
Xihe was confused: "What's wrong?"
Cheng Que turned his face away, but his whole body showed that he was unhappy.
Xihe let out a "Hey!" and raised his hand to pull. The wheelchair suddenly rushed uncontrollably towards the sofa. Cheng Que caught it in time and said in a deep voice, "Wen Sheng!"
Xihe tilted his head, his face full of curiosity: "Cheng Que, you are so strange tonight."
Cheng Que choked and could no longer maintain his stern expression.
Xi He's gaze shifted from his knitted brows, his slightly evasive eyes, to his tightly pursed lips, and suddenly an idea struck her: "Are you jealous?"
Cheng Que: “…”
Xihe tried to hold it in but couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
"Hey, you didn't just find out today that Qi Yuan and I are together. You never asked about it before, so why are you suddenly so jealous today? Could it be that because I saved you this time, you fell in love with me?"
Cheng Que turned his face away uncomfortably, and the redness slowly crept up from his neck to his ears.
Xi He was surprised: "Cheng Que, you actually fell for the hero saving the damsel in distress?"
Cheng Que couldn't help but argue: "I'm not..."
Xihe immediately asked back: "What is that?"
Cheng Que decided to keep quiet.
The young man lowered his head slightly, his nose was high, and his fair skin looked even whiter under the warm light. Xihe rolled his eyes and suddenly stood up: "Okay, it's too late, you should go back."
Cheng Que pursed his lips: "I took a taxi."
The car had already left when he entered the house.
Xihe said 'Oh' and said, "I'll call you a taxi."
Cheng Que: "It's raining outside."
Xihe was surprised. She pulled aside the curtains and saw that it was indeed raining outside, but the sound insulation was so good that she didn't hear it.
Xihe said, "Then I'll take you back."
Cheng Que remained silent.
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