Song Lan was deeply moved and told everyone before leaving that if they felt unwell, they should go to her.
"I won't be able to see her as often anymore."
On his way home by bike, Wei Shengli suddenly uttered a remark.
Wang Pujun rode alongside him on his bicycle. Upon hearing this, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, before today, we could meet every day except for weekends. It will be really difficult to see each other in the future."
It's not that it's hard to see someone, it's that you need an excuse to see them.
It's easy to tell from Wei Shengli and Wang Pujun's tone that they were reluctant to part with Song Lan.
In fact, it wasn't just them who were reluctant to see Song Lan leave the Security Department; all the unmarried men in the Security Department were filled with reluctance.
Although they knew Song Lan was married, no one had any other thoughts. They just felt that having such a beautiful and capable woman like Song Lan in the department and working with her made them feel particularly motivated.
After all, everyone in this world loves beautiful things, and Song Lan is stunningly beautiful with an ethereal temperament. She is not pretentious but rather poised and generous. Just looking at such a beautiful woman, even just a glance, will make you feel happy involuntarily.
However, the colleague relationship, which lasted only a month or so, suddenly ended. It would be a lie to say that any member of the security department felt regret!
"Is the handover of work complete?"
After dinner, Wu Dong accompanied the two children to do their kindergarten homework, while Qin Boyan and Qin Yaxin washed the dishes in the kitchen, leaving Song Lan and Qin Yanzheng alone in the living room.
Upon hearing what the man said, Song Lan replied, "The work in the security department is very simple, there's not much to hand over, but I've already given Section Chief Fang a definite answer. Before I left work, Section Chief Fang and Sister Wang even gathered all the colleagues in the department for a farewell party for me, and everyone already knows that I'll be returning to the staff hospital tomorrow."
"It seems you've really done a good job in the security department. In just over a month, all your colleagues have developed a strong bond with you. Knowing you were leaving, they even threw you a farewell party. My wife is amazing!"
Qin Yanzheng was generous with his praise.
"What's so great about that?!"
Song Lan was a little embarrassed. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she said, "It's because everyone takes care of me because I'm young. It has little to do with how capable I am."
There's no need to be modest.
A smile played in Qin Yanzheng's deep black eyes as he said, "If your conduct and character weren't recognized by your colleagues, how could they possibly look after you in every way? Besides, I have complete confidence in my wife's personal charm!"
"I'm not as good as you say."
Song Lan smiled and asked, "You deliberately kept me in the living room, is there something you want to tell me?"
"Um."
Qin Yanzheng nodded, and then said, "I'll be back at work in a couple of days."
"But your body..."
Song Lan looked worried: "They haven't even started rehabilitation yet!"
“Wu Dong pushed me to work, and when you say I can do rehabilitation, I won’t delay.”
During the period from his injury and coma to his recovery, his work piled up. It wasn't that no one was willing to take over, but that the colleagues who did take over couldn't understand some parts of it. After all, he drew the blueprints and the design concept came from his mind. Even if others picked up the ready-made material, it would be difficult for them to fully grasp it in a short time.
I called him to ask, but it involved in-depth technology that couldn't be explained in just a few words over the phone.
In addition, the drawings he produced earlier were only a part; the rest was still stored in his mind. He had been calculating some technical parameters at home recently and needed to draw them out as soon as possible.
"Is it right here in the factory?"
Song Lan asked.
Qin Yanzheng understood what she meant, and he nodded slightly: "Just like your daily work, you get up early and leave, and come back to rest in the evening. As for noon, if you are too busy to leave, you probably won't come back."
"If you're not coming back at noon, what will you do for lunch?"
Song Lan said solemnly, "Health is more important than anything else. I don't agree with skipping meals because you're busy with work."
"Don't worry, there are meals provided, I won't go hungry."
Qin Yanzheng was pleased to receive his wife's concern. He said, "Besides my upcoming return to work, I also want to say that when you work at the staff hospital, you don't need to put up with anyone who complains to you. Just remember, we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of trouble either."
"I'm not afraid of trouble, I just don't like it."
It feels really good to be cared for, especially by your partner. Song Lan felt a warm glow in her heart.
"I know you're not afraid of trouble,"
Qin Yanzheng's smiling dark eyes were filled with doting and helplessness. He said, "But what I mean is, I'll take care of everything for you. You can just focus on your work."
"Judging from your tone, you must be really powerful?"
Song Lan blinked, tilted her head, and asked with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Qin Yanzheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he curled the corners of his mouth, saying, "Have you forgotten that your man is the deputy director of this factory?" In reality, whether he is powerful or not has nothing to do with his position as deputy director.
"I see."
Song Lan nodded, but looked thoughtful. She said, "Your real strength shouldn't be your position as deputy factory director."
"..."
Qin Yanzheng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
As expected of his wife, she's quick-witted!
"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?"
Song Lan was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.
"I'm just happy to see you, that's all."
Qin Yanzheng said with a smile.
Song Lan blushed immediately and glared at him, saying, "We both have one nose, two eyes, and one mouth, so why do you find me funny? Am I that funny?"
"Of course not."
Qin Yanzheng shook his head, his eyes full of tenderness, "My wife is beautiful and capable, she doesn't fit the word 'funny' at all."
He praised her again; is this person's mouth coated with honey?
Song Lan felt extremely uncomfortable. She glanced at the other person and said, "Speak properly!"
"I am speaking properly."
Qin Yanzheng looked completely innocent. Hearing this, Song Lan was at a loss for words. She pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment before saying, "I'm telling you to be serious."
"Honey, we can't wrongly accuse someone. Tell me properly, where did I do something inappropriate?"
Qin Yanzheng felt wronged.
"You're being inappropriate right now. I'm ignoring you. I'm going to wash up."
As she stood up, Song Lan disappeared out of the living room door in the blink of an eye, as if someone was chasing her. Hearing the man's hearty and cheerful laughter behind her, she felt her cheeks burning.
The young couple were laughing and joking, their atmosphere both ambiguous and warm. Meanwhile, in the dormitory where Qin Shuhan and Fu Wenhan lived in the forest, the atmosphere was somewhat somber.
Well, after a brief lull, Fu Wenhan's cheerful voice rang out: "It's wonderful news that you're back in your original position. Let's cheer up and stop thinking about those unhappy things!"
"I never imagined he would be that kind of person, just to climb the ladder for himself, he altered the numbers marked on my blueprints, causing losses to the country!"
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