"Oh, thank you." Jiang Chongzhou covered her with a blanket and hurriedly avoided her sight.

Song Jingyu felt proud and tentatively looked back.

But only Shen Zhixing was seen.

Zhou Fusheng, who was next to him, had left at some point and did not come back after waiting for ten minutes.

She was anxious.

I wanted to take out my phone to send a message to Shen Zhixing, but quickly put it back.

I almost forgot that cell phones are not allowed on the plane.

The further Song Jingyu's eyes glanced back, the more Jiang Chongzhou's attention was attracted. He stared at Song Jingyu for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you familiar?"

"What?" Song Jingyu responded and turned around.

She did not hear what Jiang Chongzhou said clearly.

Staring at him with wide eyes, Jiang Chongzhou was inexplicably upset.

He smiled: "I didn't say anything."

"Sick!" Song Jingyu rolled her eyes at him and cursed smoothly, her eyes as if they were stuck behind her with glue.

After Zhou Fusheng came back, he was even more confused.

Two hours later, after coming out of the airport, Song Jingyu took a taxi directly to the hotel she had booked in advance.

In the hall, I met Zhou Fuliansheng.

He pushed the door open and came in. When he saw Song Jingyu, he turned around without thinking.

Shen Zhixing grabbed his arm and asked, "Where are you going?"

"You can go anywhere." Zhou Fursheng tightened his grip on the suitcase handle slightly and spoke in a strong and firm tone.

As for what it means, they both know it well.

Shen Zhixing smiled and teased him: "As for that? You are just a little girl. Are you afraid that she will eat you?"

Zhou Fusheng glanced at him and said, "Then you go and I'll leave."

"No!" Shen Zhixing pulled him again and took Zhou Fursheng's suitcase over as if to please.

I muttered a few words but couldn't hear anything clearly.

Song Jingyu didn't have the intention to listen, so she took the room card and entered the elevator. Jiang Chongzhou lived next door to her.

After sending her luggage into the room, Jiang Chongzhou also went back to rest early.

Song Jingyu sat on the edge of the bed and sent a message to Shen Zhixing asking.

After a while, I saw the word "Done" on the screen of my mobile phone, and I felt a secret joy in my heart.

In the evening, Song Jingyu took a hot bath and planned to sleep.

As soon as I turned on my phone, I saw Zhou Yu’s unread messages.

It’s about the arrangements for recent work.

Ever since she cooperated with Zhou Yu, her life has never been peaceful. She has been wary of this villain's ambitions all day long, and has to cooperate with him in his work.

One head and two big ones.

I’m talking about the current Song Jingyu.

She simply replied with a few words, applied a facial mask and went to bed.

The next day I was having breakfast downstairs and happened to bump into Zhou Fursheng and his wife.

"Miss Song, what a coincidence!" Shen Zhixing exclaimed in surprise, his acting skills were so exaggerated that his expression changed shape.

Song Jingyu had just taken a sip of soy milk, and was choked by Shen Zhixing's sudden movement, which made her cough violently.

Are you sure this guy isn't here to cause trouble?

"Now that we have met, let's go together!" Shen Zhixing grabbed Zhou Fursheng and forced him into the seat next to Song Jingyu.

A burst of woody fragrance came straight to me.

Fortunately, Zhou Fusheng was in a good mood today, and by giving him this face, he would not be embarrassed to step down in front of so many people.

He sat next to Song Jingyu, with his legs crossed and facing the window, with a calm expression.

Song Jingyu turned her head slightly to look at him.

Zhou Fursheng, who took off his white coat, was not bound by the professional halo. He wore a pure black loose short-sleeved shirt and neatly trimmed short hair, which made him feel very comfortable.

Her heart moved, and she slowly stretched out her hand to put it on his leg.

He didn't respond.

Song Jingyu felt bored and was about to take back her hand.
Chapter completed!