Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Song Qingtian came out of the company.Checking the time, she slid open the wechat interface and sent Shen Xiangzhi a message.

—Are you going home for dinner tonight?What to eat?I'll go and buy.

After sending the message, she kept staring at the screen waiting for the message to reply.But after waiting for a long time, about ten minutes, the phone remained silent.

She sighed for a long time, thinking to herself, maybe he was caught up in some important work.She was about to put away her phone when a WeChat message rang.

She slid away in a hurry...

"No reply." It was Shen Xiangzhi who sent it.He couldn't come back.Very simple and casual two words.

Song Qingtian was blocked for a moment, thought for a while, and wrote another message.

--are you busy?Do you want me to wait for you?

This time, he replied very quickly, but still said two words in a hurry, "No need."

Song Qingtian stared at the black characters on the screen in a daze for a while.She put the phone in her bag, feeling a little uncomfortable.

But she knew she couldn't.She and Shen Xiangzhi are just trying to get along, she should give each other space and not rush.

She sighed and walked slowly to the subway station to take the subway home.

It was two hours later when I got home.Shen Xiangzhi still didn't come back.Song Qingtian brought an apple from the refrigerator, ate it slowly, and sat in the living room to watch TV for a while.She tuned the TV station back and forth, but there was nothing she wanted to watch.When it was almost 12 o'clock, Shen Xiangzhi still didn't come back.

She checked the time, turned off the TV decisively, and went upstairs muttering.She thought she was stupid to wait for him to come back.

Song Qingtian fumbled to finish washing, and just climbed into bed when she heard the sound of a car running over the ground downstairs.

Her heart tightened, and she hurried to the window to have a look, and it was indeed Shen Xiangzhi who had returned.

She was about to go downstairs to meet him, but after thinking about it, she stopped again, took off her shoes, and shrank into the quilt.

When Shen Xiangshang came up, Song Qingtian closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After he entered the room, he stood by the window for a while, but did not walk to Song Qingtian's side.

After a while, his phone rang.

Song Qingtian secretly opened her eyes under the quilt.

The phone was still ringing, but he didn't seem to have any intention of answering it.

Song Qingtian covered her head under the quilt and heard him walking towards the door.Then there was a soft closing of the door.Through a door, Song Qingtian heard Shen Xiangzhi's voice from outside.The soundproofing effect of the door was so good that she couldn't hear it clearly.

Out of curiosity, she quietly got out of bed, tiptoed to the door, and put her ears on the door.The voice finally became clearer.

"I said, no matter how much it costs... Yes, I want her to be well... What does it mean to have no will to live? I want her to live! She must live... Yes, she is very important. To me, she is The most important person in this world..."

She is the most important person in the world...

Song Qingtian frowned slightly.In this world, who would be his most important person?

Curiosity welled up in her heart and almost swallowed her up.She really wanted to rush out and ask him...

But she didn't know what position she should take to ask.She didn't seem close enough to him to know everything about him.

At the door, Shen Xiangzhi hung up the phone.

He came towards the house...

Song Qingtian's heart tightened, before he had time to climb onto the bed, he had already opened the door and entered.

The four eyes are facing each other.Song Qingtian was so embarrassed that she wanted to hide herself, stirring her hands uneasily.

Shen Xiangzhi looked at her and frowned, "Are you overhearing me?"

Song Qingtian blushed and took a step back nervously. She shook her head, "I didn't mean to."

Shen Xiangzhi looked at her with a frown, a look of disbelief, and Song Qingtian felt even more guilty.

"Well, I did it on purpose..." She lowered her head and admitted honestly.

"Song Qingtian..."