It really hurt a bit when it was touched like that, and Su Luo couldn't help but groan.
Su Jiani said with concern, "Bear with it, it won't hurt for long."
Su Luo sat down obediently and didn't move around.
After applying the medicine to Su Luo, Su Jianni picked up a thin blanket from the sofa and covered Su Luo's shoulders.
"Are you hungry? I saved some food for you last night, just heat it up and you can eat."
"I'm hungry, I'll go heat it up."
Su Luo was about to stand up when Su Jiani pressed her down.
"I'll take care of it. You're injured, so you should rest."
"Uh-huh."
...
After breakfast.
Su Luo rode her electric scooter to the company.
I went into the office and had a brief meeting. The topic was issues that needed attention when filming short dramas.
After the meeting, Su Luo turned on her computer, gripped the mouse, and began patiently editing the photos.
Knock knock knock!
The sound of the door opening interrupted Su Luo's thoughts.
Su Luo moved the mouse away and looked out the door.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open.
A look of amazement flashed in Su Luo's eyes.
The woman was dressed in a black office lady suit, with a pair of long, straight legs encased in sheer stockings beneath her tight-fitting pencil skirt. Her calves were slender and shapely, and she wore ten-centimeter stiletto heels.
She had a delicate face, fair skin, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on her high nose. Her long, black hair, reaching her waist, flowed smoothly over her shoulders, giving her a cool and aloof demeanor.
This person looks familiar. Have I seen him before?
The woman stared straight at Su Luo without expression and spoke.
"Manager Su, did you get General Manager Song home safely last night?"
Only after asking this did Su Luo recognize her as Wen Zi, President Song's secretary.
The club lights were bad last night, so I couldn't see very well.
Today, upon inspection, it was indeed as Ye Xiaotian had said: a very good figure, but unfortunately, she had a poker face, giving off a feeling of being aloof and indifferent to men.
"Delivered safely."
Wenzi still had a stern face. "But President Song hasn't come to the company yet. I called her but she didn't answer."
"What?"
"Then, I'll give her a try."
Su Luo panicked a little; he had left after being slapped by Song Lingshan.
Song Lingshan was very excited at the time, and she drank so much alcohol. I wonder if something bad will happen to her?
Su Luo immediately took out her phone, found Song Lingshan's number, and dialed it.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."
Oh no, my phone is off!
Su Luoteng stood up. "I'll go over there..."
Halfway through his sentence, Su Luo regained his senses. No, after the fight he had with Song Lingshan yesterday, what if Song Lingshan hadn't gotten into any trouble and had just fallen asleep?
If he goes there, won't he get beaten up again?
His face is still swollen. If Song Lingshan beats him up again, he'll really be disfigured. Although he doesn't make a living based on his looks, everyone has a desire to look good.
Su Luo stopped and looked at Wen Zi, then said in a deep voice.
"You, go to President Song's house and take a look. Call me anytime if anything happens."
Why should I go there?
Wenzi didn't understand. Didn't Su Luo just say he was going by himself? Besides, isn't he the boss's boyfriend? It would be understandable for her to go, but it wouldn't be appropriate.
Su Luo said urgently, "You go, it's inconvenient for me to go."
There was no time to explain to Wenzi, and besides, he couldn't explain his relationship with Song Lingshan clearly anyway.
Wenzi nodded slightly and then asked, "Where does President Song live?"
"Fuxing Road, Nanwan Villas"
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Wenzi didn't ask any more questions and immediately left the room.
While Su Luo anxiously awaited news from Wen Zi, Ye Xiaotian entered the house with dark circles under his eyes.
"What's up?"
Su Luo put down what he was doing and asked.
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