Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

After answering Su Zimo's call, Song Qingtian was in a low mood for the whole morning, and went to bed without eating at noon.

When she woke up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, her mood finally recovered. She sat up from the bed and wanted to write something with the computer in her arms.

As I was writing, suddenly, I felt cramps in my lower abdomen.

Song Qingtian frowned unconsciously, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.I ran to the toilet and saw that my aunt had come early.

She put on the aunt's towel and came out of the bathroom with a depressed face.God knows how afraid she is to come to her aunt.Every time I come to my aunt, it is a life-and-death torture.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the pain in the lower abdomen became more severe.Song Qingtian curled up into a ball and curled up on the bed.

She clutched her belly, it really hurt.

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"President Su, you still have a game at eight o'clock in the evening." The tall and beautiful secretary glanced at the schedule and said to Shen Xiangzhi.

"Cancelled." Shen Xiangzhi buried his head in his work without looking up.

Zhao Shu was stunned for a moment, then said cautiously, "The cooperation case we're going to talk about tonight..."

"I said cancel."

Shen Xiangzhi's tone became severe, and Zhao Shu flinched, not daring to mention it again.

But Zhao Shu didn't understand. This cooperation is very important. They have been with them for a long time, and they are about to take down the contract. At this time, they suddenly cancel the dinner. Fell through.

She didn't know that Shen Xiangzhi now had something more important than work.Not to mention losing one cooperation, it doesn't matter if you lose ten cooperations.Money, he will always find a way to earn it back, so nothing can stop him from going home.

As soon as it was off-duty time, he walked out of the office.He took the president's exclusive elevator and pressed the negative floor.

As soon as he left, there was a buzz of discussion behind him.

"Boss is off work?"

"No way? Workaholics leave work on time?"

"My God! Is the sun out in the west?"

"Boss is off work, does that mean we can finally leave early?"

At this moment……

Zhao Shu came out of the office with her bag on her back, and said as she walked, "Okay, let's get off work. Go to work on time tomorrow, don't be late." She pressed the elevator while talking. To be honest, she hasn't left work on time for a long time.Today is really thanks to Boss...

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When Shen Xiangzhi returned home, he thought he would see Song Qingtian busy in the kitchen.However, after he entered, the house was pitch black and the lights were not turned on.

He frowned, and pressed the light button on Xuanhuan.

The living room was lit up, and the downstairs was empty.

He looked up and saw the closed bedroom door on the second floor.I changed my shoes and went upstairs.

He opened the door, but it was still pitch black inside.But he could sense that someone was inside.He smelled the fragrance of Song Qingtian's body.

"Song Qingtian." He called out.

He turned on the light and saw a person curled up on the bed.

"Song Qingtian!" Shen Xiangzhi frowned, striding towards the bed.

"Song Qingtian... What's wrong with you?" Shen Xiangzhi sat beside Song Qingtian, touching her forehead with his hand, it wasn't hot.He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Song Qingtian, what's wrong with you?" He asked worriedly.

Song Qingtian slightly opened her eyelids, saw Shen Xiangzhi, buried her head in the quilt again, and said softly, "Stomach hurts."

Shen Xiangzhi's brows furrowed even deeper, "Stomach hurts? Why does it hurt? Did you eat something bad?"

Song Qingtian silently rolled her eyes in her heart, she was really in pain, she really didn't want to explain to Shen Xiangzhi, an idiot, that she had dysmenorrhea and not a bad stomach!

"It seems like stomach medicine at home, I'll get it." Shen Xiangzhi was about to stand up from the bed.

Song Qingtian took his hand, "No." No one takes stomach medicine for dysmenorrhea.She was silent for a while, then said unhappy: "I have dysmenorrhea."