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◎Go to my house. ◎

Early the next morning, Liang Yuwei was standing leisurely downstairs of Chen Zui's house and saw that she was wearing high heels on one foot and white stockings and cream-yellow slippers on the other foot.

Her foot injury has improved significantly, but the bruises and swelling have shifted, making it impossible for her to wear shoes on her right foot.

This kind of dress made her reveal a rare cute temperament. When Liang Yuwei saw her, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

He still wanted to carry her on his back, but Chen Zui shook his head: "I can already walk."

When she said she could walk, she meant tapping the ground lightly with her right foot in slippers and limping forward.

"You are moving at about 20 centimeters per second. We are about 200 meters away from the entrance of the community." Liang Yuwei raised her wrist and looked at her watch. "If we go out at this speed, we will most likely be stuck on the road."

Chen Zui bit her lower lip and thought for a moment before meeting his eyes.

He seems to be right.

"Come up."

When she was on the mountain, the pain occupied her brain, and she had no time to think about anything else. But now, she felt that they were a little too close...

He looked back at her.

The softness of her skin and the faint smell of mint toothpaste left him spellbound.

The first thing Liang Yuwei did when he got in the car was to turn on the air conditioner. Although it is summer now, the morning temperature has not climbed to unbearable levels, so it is perfectly fine to open the windows.

Chen Zui glanced at his long-sleeved shirt and then at him.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Zui shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Liang Yuwei handed her a paper bag with a sandwich inside.

"Did you make it yourself?" Chen Zui asked.

"Yeah."

He agreed that she would cook for him, but he didn't expect to eat what he cooked first.

Chen Zui looked around at the interior of Liang Yu's only spotless car and said, "No one should have eaten in your car."

"Indeed, no." Liang Yuwei's eyes swept across Chen Zui's face, "But you can. "

Chen Zui looked out the car window, put the paper bag in his hand, and said let it go.

Liang Yuwei smiled: "Eat it, it's nothing."

Chen Zui shook his head, lowered his head and dug out a plate of powder cake in his bag: "Do you mind if I touch up my makeup in your car?"

She was in a hurry when she left the house just now. There’s still time to set your makeup.

Liang Yuwei thought this girl was actually quite interesting. She wore cartoon slippers on her feet and kept her makeup delicate.

He said in a relaxed tone: "You can do whatever you want."

Chen Zui explained: "I want to meet with my collaborators today, so it needs to be formal."

Liang Yuwei glanced at her: "Shen Miao?" " How do you know?" Liang Yuwei glanced at her: "Shen Miao?"

"How do you know?"

Yu Wei said nothing.

He did not reject Shen Miao's field application the day before, which was enough to give her face.

When approaching the art museum, Liang Yuwei changed lanes and entered the left turn lane to wait for the red light.

At this time, the car next to him suddenly lowered the driver's window.

Liang Yuwei and Chen Zui looked to the right at the same time.

Song Shiwei was in the car next to them, parallel to theirs. She glanced across the faces of the two people and raised her chin at them.

"Working?" Song Shiwei asked.

Liang Yuwei nodded.

"What a coincidence."

Chen Zui silently leaned back to give the two of them room to talk.

"The car assigned to you by the company?" Liang Yuwei's eyes stopped on her small car.

"Yeah."

"Your driver's welfare is good."

When the countdown started at the red light, Song Shiwei tapped his chin and reminded him to check his phone: "Remember to check WeChat."

Song Shiwei's red car led the traffic, and Liang Yuwei opened WeChat and checked One glance.

She sent him a message ten minutes ago: Professor Lin asked me to have dinner at home tonight.

Chen's stiff back was still pressed against the back of the seat.

-At

around ten o'clock in the morning, Shen Miao came to deliver the contract.

She didn't get up until she woke up naturally, avoiding the morning rush hour and wandering to the Li Art Museum.

"Your office environment is great." Shen Miao was sitting in Chen Zui's office with an envious tone.

Shen Miao kept saying that the internal office environment of EM Block was considered top-notch, but compared with the temperament of an art museum, it was still far behind.

Chen smiled listlessly in response.

The scene where she met Song Shiwei in the morning kept recurring in her mind.

"Are you sick?" Shen Miao noticed something was wrong with her and probed her forehead with the back of his hand.

Chen Zui stretched out his slippered right foot from under the table.

Shen Miao was frightened by the dark bruises spreading on her feet: "What's wrong with your feet?"

"I accidentally got hurt."

The injury made Ding Yiye feel guilty. At this time, she was sitting with Qiao Sen Talking in the office.

"I was planning to submit the contract today over the weekend." Shen Miao leaned against Chen Zui's desk. "Maybe Fred didn't read my field application carefully, otherwise it would definitely be rejected."

"Why?" Chen Zui felt that Fred didn't Such a strict person.

"Our contracts are usually delivered by courier." Shen Miao's eyes were full of intelligence. "It only takes one hour to deliver the contract. If I ask for half a day of field service, anyone else would have to undercut me."

"Then, Mr. Liang won't Cut you?"

"There are two situations." Shen Miao held out two fingers, "First, he didn't see it, and second, he was a good person and pretended not to see it!"

Chen Zui forced out a bitter smile.

Shen Miao patted her face gently: "Don't worry, injured, I will take you to dinner at noon!"

During lunch, Chen Zui also called Li Songyi and Ding Yiye.

It was rare that all three of her new friends were gathered together.

The three of them were not familiar with each other, but they hit it off immediately. Before they finished the meal, they had already made an appointment for the next meeting.

They were chattering, but Chen Zui didn't feel noisy at all. She even wanted this lunch to not end.

For the first time her life was so hot.

"Why don't we go see a movie in the afternoon and then have a late-night snack together?" Ding Yi also suggested.

Shen Miao and Li Songyi raised their hands in approval.

Chen Zui pointed to his feet: "I have difficulty moving."

"Don't worry, we are responsible." Li Songyi raised an eyebrow at her.

"I drive a little shabby car, and I'll give it to you." Shen Miao shook the car key in her hand. She got up and took out her mobile phone to apply for a half-day leave in the afternoon. "I told Fred that I wanted to give it to my partner. Go home."

Chen Zui blinked: "Is this okay?"

"I don't have much work today." Shen Miao waved her hand, "Besides, screw your job. How important is it to have friends at work?"

A few minutes after Shen Miao's application was sent out, she received a call from Liang Yuwei. Tell her to go back to the meeting in the afternoon.

She burst into tears: "Did he eat explosives?"

-

After getting off work in the afternoon, Liang Yuwei pinched her head and left the office.

While waiting for the elevator, Zhou Mo stopped him: "Why are you running so fast today?"

"Something's wrong." Liang Yuwei replied briefly.

"Song Shiwei wants to go to your house for dinner?"

Liang Yuwei lowered his head to straighten his sleeves, and his hand movements suddenly stopped: "How do you know?"

"Is there anything in this world that I don't know about?" Zhou Mo shrugged and looked. Asked him, "What, today's engagement session?"

Seeing Zhou Mo's gloating expression, Liang Yuwei frowned and counterattacked: "You are sick." When

the elevator arrived, he stepped in first and pressed the button for the negative floor. .

Zhou Mo was not angry and followed him into the elevator. He continued to chase him and asked, "You didn't even go back to the family dinner. Song Shiwei was going to go, so you ran home so diligently?"

Liang Yuwei was very angry at him: "Who? "I'm going back."

Zhou Mo didn't care what he said and continued to talk about himself: "I can understand that she is your mother's chosen daughter-in-law. She can't escape, so she might as well go home and get married."

Liang Yu . Wei cursed: "Get out of here."

He rubbed his throbbing temples, his mood falling along with the elevator.

He knew Lin Han's temper and style, which also made him worried.

The two of them got out of the elevator together and saw Song Shiwei walking from the other end of the basement.

Zhou Mo's expression changed slightly and he immediately ran away.

Song Shiwei saw a figure flashing from a distance. She walked over and asked, "Why is he running away?"

Liang Yuwei shook his head and shrugged, "Maybe he has a phobia of beautiful women?"

"Him? Come on." Song Shiwei laughed, " He obviously has a tendency to stick to beautiful women."

Liang Yuwei laughed and then said seriously: "By the way, I haven't thanked you in person yet." Song

Shiwei knew he was talking about the necklace, so she smiled and said it was nothing. That style was made many years ago and can only be customized. In fact, it is not very cost-effective.

"

Song Shiwei curled his lips,"

looked at Liang Yuwei's expression. Just know the answer.

"I won't ask who you gave it to." Song Shiwei smiled slyly and found a picture on her phone. "I specifically talked to the designer at the headquarters and he said that the necklace you want is an old model from nine years ago. And it's a limited season, only sold for three months."

Liang Yuwei nodded: "Yeah."

"Nine years ago...we were still in high school, Mr. Liang, what were you thinking about when you were in school? "

Liang Yuwei said nothing and looked away.

Song Shiwei pursed her lips, as if she understood everything, looked at him and said, "It's not easy for her. Come on."

Liang Yuwei scratched his eyebrows and smiled.

"Do you want to come with me?" Song Shiwei pressed the car key and stared at Liang Yuwei.

Before Liang Yuwei answered, she continued: "I will definitely get Professor Lin's invitation. As for you, if you don't want to go back, don't force it."

Liang Yuwei clasped his hands together to express his gratitude: "I owe you another favor. "

Song Shiwei smiled slyly and thought for a moment: "Then take the time to give our company some operational training."

"No problem."

"It's settled, I'm leaving." Song Shiwei turned around and opened the door.

Liang Yuwei said: "Would you like someone to accompany you? Zhou Mo? He is quite enthusiastic about our family dinner."

Song Shiwei was startled and forced an ugly smile: "He should be accompanying one of his girlfriends. ."

Liang Yuwei watched Song Shiwei drive out of the basement, thinking that these two people seemed a little abnormal.

-When

Liang Yuwei rushed to the art museum, Chen Zui was standing on the roadside.

He had a clean face, stood up straight, and looked well-behaved.

Like a child waiting to be picked up from kindergarten.

After getting in the car, Chen Zui told him: "You ruined the girls' party."

The four girls originally made an appointment to go to a movie together, and then sent Chen Zui home. But Shen Miao was called back for a meeting, and Ding Yi was bored in the art gallery and left early.

Liang Yuwei shrugged, indicating that he was innocent.

"I'm just reminding my subordinates that they should work hard."

"Her evaluation of you now is not very good."

"It doesn't matter." Liang Yuwei glanced at her, "As long as I can pick you up."

Chen Zui suddenly said: "You He couldn't have asked her to go back on purpose..."

The raised corners of Liang Yuwei's lips said everything.

Perhaps it was because he had a pleasant meal at noon that Chen Zui seemed to be in a good mood.

She mentioned Ding Yiye, Li Songyi and Shen Miao to Liang Yuwei: "It feels good to make new friends."

Liang Yuwei smiled.

Her willingness to take the initiative to share topics has taken a big step forward.

Halfway through the conversation, when he was about to arrive, Chen Zui suddenly touched his pocket and rummaged through the bag again.

Liang Yuwei noticed her sudden silence and asked her what was wrong.

"I don't think I brought my key."

"Lost it?"

"Probably not." She remembered using the USB flash drive on the key before leaving work. "Maybe I forgot it in the office."

Liang Yuwei glanced at the road ahead. He changed lanes and planned to turn around: "Go back to get it?"

Chen Zui said, "The museum has locked the door."

"The guard doesn't have the authority to open it?"

Chen Zui shook his head.

Liang Yuwei asked again: "Do you have a spare key?"

"Yes." Chen Zui sighed, "It's at Sheng Hui's place."

After a moment of silence, Liang Yuwei said, "It's good to have a spare key."

The speed of the car Lift it up again, run in the dusk, and see a fiery red and romantic sunset in front of you.

Chen Zui didn't know the meaning of his words, so he asked uneasily: "Do you know how to get to Sheng Hui's house?"

"I don't know."

"Then where are we going?"

"To my house."