On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Jiang Shu's heart skipped a beat, it was really hard for her to imagine that a man standing on the clouds would suffer from physical illness.

Just thinking about it is unbearable, she took a deep breath, said to go to the bathroom and returned to the room.

She called Xu Ming: "Brother Ming."

Xu Ming was a little surprised and a little embarrassed, as if he had some scruples, "Xiao Shu...

"I want to ask you something. I have a friend... His mother has mental problems. How likely is it to be inherited?"

"What form of mental problem?"

"Hmm... violent, uncontrollable, very extreme, and will beat her own children."

Xu Ming was silent for a while, "I have to ask my colleagues in the psychiatry department for you."

"Okay, then remember to tell me when you ask."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shu put away her phone and looked out the window, but found that Fu Shiyan was gone outside. She walked out of the room in a daze, opened the door, and suddenly saw a body standing in front of her.

Fu Shiyan's clothes were covered with mud, and when he looked down at her, his eyes were full of coolness.

It was a kind of calm and cold, which made Jiang Shu's heart empty.

"... Fu Shiyan?" Did he hear that?

He was just silent. After a long time, when Jiang Shu wanted to explain, he said, "Who told you?"

"...I...I didn't say..."

"Zhou Liangqi?"

Jiang Shu wanted to get rid of the relationship very much, but couldn't say a word, because she couldn't lie.

"Listen to me, I'm not malicious, I just..."

Fu Shiyan raised his hand and put down the shovel. Without saying anything, he quietly turned around and out of her sight. Jiang Shu opened his mouth. She had never seen him with such a lonely back.

In the next few days, he didn't show up again.

When Jiang Shu saw his news again, it was about his affair with a female entrepreneur in Haicheng, and the two were photographed entering a hotel together.

In the lively discussion of gossip in the design department, only Jiang Shu fell into an ice cellar.

These days, she wanted to explain to Fu Shiyan, moved back to Mingyuan, but still couldn't see him, went to the top floor, Mu Yi didn't know why he wasn't there, the secretary's office gave the answer that President Fu wasn't there.

On the last day before the holiday, Jiang Shu got up to work as usual. I don't know which servant made breakfast today, and all the dishes served on the table were Jiang Shu's taboos.

She was even more depressed and uninterested, holding the honey water in front of her to drink, and with the other hand, she was editing texts for her subordinates to explain the work.

Ju's mother knew her taste, but she didn't say a word at this time, and she could guess the deep meaning of it by talking about it.

Feeling sad suddenly, he turned his head to look at the non-stop Feixue outside the window, and thought of the Gongdou drama that Xiao Chen was chasing recently.

Dozens of concubines vying for favor in the harem, and intrigues are staged in turns. It is more scheming than whoever pretends to be pitiful. There is only one man among them, and everyone has the same intentions.

Whoever loses favor and all benefits will plummet.

Interesting?

The narration suddenly had a sense of substitution for those concubines at a certain moment.

The movement came suddenly, a servant suddenly said: "Mr. Fu."

Jiang Shu didn't even raise his head, and walked back with the remaining honey water in his hands, his wrist was involuntarily grabbed, and his voice was indifferent and cold: "Come with me for breakfast first."

"I've already eaten, and I'm rushing to work. If I'm late, I'll deduct a perfect attendance award."

The surroundings were silent, and Ju's mother didn't dare to make a sound. In the space, the two of them seemed to be performing a one-man show on TV.