Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

"What did I lie to you about? Your money or your sex?" Su Zimu quickly went over the lies he had told in his mind.

"Xiao Shu..."

Su Zimu: “…”

Holding her hand, but calling another woman's name.

Su Zimu smiled bitterly.

"Fire... such a big fire..."

Suddenly, Jiang Huaizhou let go of her hand and grabbed it randomly in the air.

Su Zimu couldn't bear to see him in pain, so he patted his chest gently and hummed a little song to comfort him, just like his grandmother used to do to him.

With her gentle patting, Jiang Huaizhou slowly calmed down.

When Jiang Huaizhou woke up, it was already daybreak.

He immediately saw Su Zimu lying on the bed, her messy hair scattered casually on the side of the bed. One of her hands was still holding his hand, and there was a slight bruise on her wrist.

Unable to bear waking her up, Jiang Huaizhou just lay there and looked at her quietly, not daring to move at all for fear of waking her up.

Su Zimu woke up and stretched, and found that he was awake and looked at him, and smiled, "When did you wake up?"

"Just woke up."

She reached out and touched his forehead. "Finally, the fever is gone. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"No."

"Are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty."

"Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Then I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look?"

"Need not."

Su Zimu blinked and looked at him. He always felt that there was something different about him, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Are you okay?" Su Zimu asked cautiously.

"fine."

Su Zimu: “…”

After waking up, the two people seemed to have become strangers.

She didn't know what to say, so she just nodded.

He stood up and walked towards the bathroom, and soon the sound of splashing water was heard.

Su Zimu was a little stunned. Today, Jiang Huaizhou seemed to have returned to his old self, with a cold face, being frugal with words, and no longer showing much emotion.

Hit a ghost.

Rubbing his temples, Su Zimu washed up and went downstairs.

When she was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, Jiang Huaizhou came downstairs dressed neatly and walked straight past her.

"Where are you going? Aren't you going to have breakfast?" Su Zimu turned around and shouted at the back.

The figure was tall and seemed to say "hmm" softly, and then quickly disappeared in the wind.

The sudden coldness made her feel a little uncomfortable. Su Zimu frowned and looked at the bowl of porridge in front of her, which was bland.

Jiang Huaizhou's sudden change made her feel angry and she urgently needed to find someone to vent her anger on.

"Yiyi." Su Zimu called Jiang Yi, "Can we talk about two dollars?"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yi was noisy and seemed very busy. "Did your old Jiang bully you?"

"No, it's just..." Su Zimu listened to his friend's busy voice and suddenly lost the desire to talk, "It's okay."

For several days in a row, Jiang Huaizhou went out early and came back late, and he was not as cold towards Su Zimu as before. There were even several times when she waited too late and fell asleep on the sofa, and he just carried her to bed.

The two people didn't communicate much, like strangers sleeping in the same bed.

She didn't want to suffer this kind of cold violence again. The two of them needed to talk calmly about what had happened to make him suddenly so cold.

That day, she brought chicken soup to the company specifically, wanting to have a good talk with Jiang Huaizhou.

Looking at the reflection of himself holding the chicken soup on the wall, Su Zimu's mouth turned down. Why did this scene look so much like a melodramatic TV drama at eight o'clock?

Su Zimu smiled to himself, tidied the hair around his ears, and pushed open the door of Jiang Huaizhou's office.

"Mr. Jiang, have some soup!" She spoke in a cheerful tone, appearing very happy.

The expression on his face froze, and Su Zimu clenched the chicken soup tightly in his hands.

Jiang Huaizhou stood by the French window and looked at her with a frown. On his shoulder, a woman was sobbing quietly, and his hand was still on her back, as if to comfort her.

Your husband is cold to you, but he comforts other women in the office?

It turns out that all crows in the world are equally black!

If it were my old self, I would have thrown the chicken soup over and walked away.

But this time, Su Zimu walked in calmly.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time?" Su Zimu tried hard to force a smile.

The woman with her back to him wiped her tears and turned to look at her.

"Huaizhou, who is she?" The woman glanced at Su Zimu, then looked at the person next to her, seeking an answer.

Jiang Huaizhou looked unhappy and seemed angry.

Su Zimu was very angry. How dare you do it but be afraid of being seen by others?

Jiang Huaizhou didn't say anything.

Instead, the woman smiled and held out her hand, "I guess you are Miss Su? Hello, I'm Ye Jingshu."

Su Zimu: “???!!!”

"Ye... Ye Jingshu?" Su Zimu's jaw dropped. "The violin genius girl Ye Jingshu who died a long time ago?"

His white moonlight?

Ye Jingshu was slightly stunned, then put on a smile again, "I'm not dead, I just retired."

Su Zimu swallowed and looked at Jiang Huaizhou across from him.

What kind of explosive plot is this?

Resurrection from the dead?

Or is it resurrection?

Jiang Huaizhou reached out and took the chicken soup from her hand, "You go back first."

Su Zimu didn't know how she walked out of the office. Even when Gu Xiaochen called her several times, she didn't hear him.

It wasn't until Gu Xiaochen reached out and grabbed her that she came to her senses.

"Su Zimu, what's wrong with you?" Gu Xiaochen looked at her.

"I'll bring the chicken soup."

Gu Xiaochen smiled helplessly, "I'm not asking you what you're doing here, I'm saying..."

He pointed at Su Zimu and shrugged, "You don't look very good. You look like you've lost your soul."

"Oh, I'm leaving first." She looked absent-minded and was about to go out.

Gu Xiaochen stood in front of her and said, "Hey, you're like this...how about I take you back?"

"No, thank you." Su Zimu walked around him and went out.

Gu Xiaochen looked at Su Zimu's departing back, then turned to look at Jiang Huaizhou's office and couldn't help shaking his head.

It doesn't snow in Huacheng in winter, but the cold wind still makes Su Zimu's nose red. She tightens her cashmere coat and walks casually against the cold wind.

Without a destination, her mind was in a mess, as if it was filled with many things, yet so empty that she couldn't think of anything.

"careful!"

Suddenly, an uneven bump on the ground almost tripped her, but fortunately, a pair of hands held her up and prevented her from falling.

Su Zimu finally came to her senses, stood up straight and thanked the person who helped her.

"Sister, you're still so careless when you walk."

The voice sounded strangely familiar, and Su Zimu raised his head to look at the person in front of him.

The person in front of me was grinning brightly, his chestnut curly hair becoming a little messy due to the cold wind.