Jiang Zao smiled and said, "It's a secret."
Fu Yanci's eyes were filled with doting affection as he looked at her, and the corners of his mouth lifted because of her smile. It was as if seeing her instantly filled his empty heart, and a feeling of happiness kept surging and wanting to overflow.
"Things are almost back on track here. When are we going back to Lincheng?" Fu Yanci asked.
He would rather go back to taking cold showers every night than continue this long-term separation.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a helicopter descended from the sky, stirring up a gust of wind.
Jiang Zao had to loudly tell Fu Yanci, "I forgot to tell you, I'm going back to Lincheng today. Xiaoxiao is looking for me."
Fu Yanci just watched helplessly as Jiang Zao boarded the helicopter and then... flew away.
It flew away!
My wife didn't give me a V-sign again today: Good news, my wife came home; bad news, she didn't take me home with her...
The accompanying "crying" emoji really attracted a lot of comments.
It turned out to be more than just a small misunderstanding.
That was the first time Zheng Xiao had ever left that place.
You put your suitcase aside, took off your trench coat and placed it under the sofa, then went downstairs and unlocked the door to the music room with your fingerprint.
I mean, Qiao Li continued, "If I was worried about you, why would I tell you?"
I made a big promise to my family and friends, and now if I go back, I'll be so embarrassed.
The door opened.
Zheng Xiao was relieved: "It's good that you called the police."
Qiao Li explained, "That room had a few layers of soundproofing."
There were people in seven places, so Qiao Li looked directly at the lounge. Sure enough, Jiang Zao was still sleeping.
Qiao Liren chuckled, "You actually called the police later."
They even overlooked Han Lian, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Click.
"So worried about you?" Qiao Li turned off the computer, sat sideways on the sofa, rested one hand on the back of the chair, and supported his head.
Zheng Xiao pursed her lips. "You are your assistant, and it is your responsibility to care about you."
...
Meanwhile, at Jiang Zao's house, Zheng Xiao, after hearing Qiao Li's words, carelessly broke a plate.
Han Lian then realized why there was no response even when I called her name so softly.
Upon hearing that, Qiao Li actually breathed a sigh of relief.
They then discovered that the place not only lacked a kitchen, refrigerator, lounge, and bathroom, but also didn't even have a washing machine.
Zheng Xiao's subordinate paused, "Pay up."
Zheng Xiao explained, "He's been out for a few days and he's become unresponsive no matter how you call him. You're worried, and since you're not going to call the police, the only option is to call Boss Jiang."
There's nothing going on.
With a half-smile, he asked, "Is that worth losing several months' salary for him, even if he loses it all?"
Zheng Xiaogao turned on the table's heat preservation function and covered all the dishes, afraid they would get too hot.
Han Lian opened the door.
Lu Li, who was in southern Yunnan, suddenly sneezed several times.
Zheng Xiao called Han Lian for help; I really had no other choice.
Who would believe that those two are up to something?
Qiao Li, having witnessed enough silence, stood up and walked to Jiang Zao's side, placing his hand under her shoulder, and asked, "You're out of seclusion?"
You know what she likes and what she wants, right?
Later that evening, Han Lian ruined the meal and subconsciously looked downstairs again.
Qiao Li proactively made his presence known: "So what? It wasn't me who broke the tableware he was going to bring back from Italy next time."
I turned around and went to the storage room to get a broom to finish cleaning.
Han Lian hurriedly arrived at Han Lian's house.
Hey! This guy changed his ID again!
Jiang Zaoren couldn't help but reach out and poke Zheng Xiao's head: "You idiot, is he capable of cheating? Is he capable of saying the plate fell to the ground by itself? He's good at making up lies, but does someone this small even know what their brain is for?"
Of course, it's just for show.
"What's wrong?" You followed the sound to the restaurant.
This is the first time you've seen Han Lian completely immersed in her creative process. Whether she's eating, drinking, or sleeping while locked outside, you're worried about her well-being and how she's handling things. If you have a solution, you call the police.
You pick up your phone, seemingly about to make a call.
Lu Li rubbed his nose. "That's right, if no one is scolding you."
While complaining about the terrible weather, we walked towards the guesthouse.
Han Lian was completely bewildered by the scolding.
Qiao Li: "..."
"Really?" Han Lian said casually, "Lu Li cares about Xiao Xiao quite a bit. If he asks you to come and keep Xiao Xiao company, he should visit his sister in the hospital less often."
【Are you legless? Can't you go back by yourself? Girls need to be coaxed.】
Once Qiao Li confirmed that Han Lian was still asleep, he slammed the door to the lounge shut, signaling Zheng Xiao to go out with him.
"I've invested all my savings there, and I'm determined to get my money back and go home."
Just then, Jiang woke up early, opened the door to the music room, and upon hearing the sound, slowed her pace as she went upstairs.
[His wife ran away, and he still has time to act cute? One punch and he'd kill that whiny brat.]
My wife won't cuddle with me again today: how do I coax her?
Music with a touch of gothic style came on.
"Hmm." At this moment, the light in Jiang Zao's eyes disappeared again. "There's still a bit of pre-production work left. You'll be busy after tomorrow when it's finished. Find someone to record backing vocals and stuff. As for the jewelry company, he can handle it himself. Just let me know when he needs to take photos for promotion."
Lincheng.
After saying that, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you just slipped your hand. You'll have to pay for the shortfall."
Lu Li wasn't hot at all. He wrapped the military jacket, which he considered the ugliest he had ever worn, under his clothes. His nose was bright red, and he looked exactly like the roguish and handsome guy he used to be from Lincheng.
"Qiao Duo, General Manager Jiang has already gone back. Are you leaving?" a worker asked curiously.
I broke it, so I should pay for it.
Han Lian: "?"
hehe.
Qiao Li spent the entire morning outside, and he couldn't recall Zheng Xiao looking downstairs even a few times.
As the door to the music room closed, the music began to play.
Jiang Zao leaned against the dining table, lifted a lid, grabbed a shrimp, and ate it.
Send flowers, invite her out for dinner, watch a movie, create romance, and surprise her.
"When Xiaoxiao has no inspiration, she will go into seclusion outside. She has no food or drink, and no change of clothes. So, in most cases, you can only worry. In the worst case, don't disturb her," Han Lian instructed, since Zheng Xiao had said that she would definitely encounter those things often.
"What's wrong with Xiaoxiao?" Qiao Li asked as soon as he stepped out of the door. He saw Han Lian's figure in all seven places, but the door to the music room downstairs was tightly closed.
Han Lian turned around: "Honey, when did he arrive?"
That's quite rare for someone as steady and cautious as me.
Fu Yanci sat on the plane, looking at these comments, and fell into deep thought.
“You’ve locked yourself in the music room for days. No matter what I do, you don’t respond. This door is too sturdy. You can’t open it, and you even called a locksmith, but they couldn’t fix it. Your phone is also switched off.”
That's right, what girls care about most is a sense of ritual.
"Qiaoduo, he should go back and rest. He might have a bad cold that's getting worse. Don't make things worse." The worker urged him as he finished speaking.
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