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"President Shen took care of a lover outside after marriage. The manager of the sales department and everyone in the office knew about that lover before, but later Mrs. Shen committed suicide for some reason, and that mistress also disappeared." Ling Xiao swallowed and continued. Said: "I always feel that the cause of Mrs. Shen's death is related to Xiaosan. This is also my guess."

Soon the two walked into Daxia of the Shen Group, and Tang Jingshu's heart ached, and even he didn't know what was going on.

The two took the elevator upstairs to part with Ling Xiao, Tang Jingshu immediately put on a smiling face and knocked on the door of the office to enter.

"I bought you a barbecue to eat?" Tang Jingshu pushed the door open and saw Shen Jiayi sitting on a chair reading documents, he walked quickly to the office chair and put his hands on the back of the chair.

Shen Jiayi rubbed his sore nose, put his arms around his waist and said slowly: "No, I still have a lot of documents that I need to deal with urgently."

Tang Jingshu glanced at the government's land quotation on the table, then withdrew his gaze, sat astride him, put his hands on the other's neck, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

After the end, Tang Jingshu took advantage of the time when the other party was taking a bath, put on a white shirt and showed his two fair legs.

Tang Jingshu held a USB flash drive in his hand, and sat in front of the computer, inserted the USB flash drive into the computer mainframe, and copied all the data on the computer.

Tang Jingshu looked at the copy on the screen, tapped the table lightly in his heart, and turned his head to look at the suite from time to time.

The copy was successful.

After Tang Jingshu plugged in the USB flash drive, he picked up the phone and quickly took a picture of the files on the desktop, and after confirming that they were restored to their original positions, he returned to the suite lightly.

Put the USB flash drive into the pocket of his trousers, and lay down on the bed.

This is the bathroom door opened.

The steam in the bathroom bypassed the outdoors, and the person in a bathrobe stepped on slippers and made the sound of ticking footsteps.

"My back hurts, can you rub it for me?" The pair of fox eyes stared at him with a bit of innocence, and said in a soft and sweet tone.

Shen Jiayi raised his eyebrows, walked to the bedside and sat down, kneading for him moderately.

"Ah Yan, do you want to take a bath?"

Tang Jingshu's whole body was sticky, but his waist was too sore and he didn't want to move. His face was buried under the blanket and he mumbled, "Mr. Shen, how sure are you that you can bid for the land from the government?"

Shen Jiayi responded lightly: "[-]% sure."

Tang Jingshu said in his heart: "It's best not to bid." Finally, he said in a wrong way: "Boss Shen, now I'm on the same boat as you, maybe I can help you."

There was no voice behind Tang Jingshu, and he said with a bit of coquettishness in his words: "Boss Shen, let me share it for you!"

Shen Jiayi's heart beat suddenly, a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes and he said: "Everything is up to Ah Yan." He raised his hand and rubbed Tang Jingshu's earlobe and said lightly: "Ah Yan, do you still want to take a bath?"

Tang Jingshu rested his chin on Shen Jiayi's shoulder, lowered his eyelids and hummed softly.

Shen Jiayi got up from the bed and hugged him into the bathroom. Tang Jingshu's feet were wrapped around the other person's back and his hands were wrapped around his waist and he was hugged tightly in the bathroom.

Tang Jingshu fell asleep in the middle of washing, Shen Jiayi carefully carried Tang Jingshu into the bed, lifted the quilt to cover him, then quietly left the suite and returned to the office to process the documents.

When Tang Jingshu woke up, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. After he got up and sat on the bed and rubbed his hazy eyes, he picked up the clothes on the bed, put them on and went out of the suite, and saw that Shen Jiayi was still processing documents.

"Aren't you going?" Tang Jingshu put one hand in his pocket and asked lazily while looking at Shen Jiayi who was sitting on the office chair.

After Shen Jiayi raised his hand to glance at his watch, he hummed lightly.

Tang Jingshu felt refreshed after a night's sleep, and walked out of the office humming a little song happily.

The car passed by Tang Jingshu in the old city and smelled the smell of snail noodles, and he was greedy and asked weakly: "Can I have a bowl of snail noodles before going back?" people.

Shen Jiayi drove the car to the parking space, and Tang Jingshu got out of the car with some excitement.

"I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, can I?" Tang Jingshu looked at a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes on the side street, he raised his hand and tugged at the sleeves of Shen Jiayi, who was wearing an orthodox pure black suit, and said with a smile.

Shen Jiayi stared at those foxy eyes for a moment, then nodded and raised his hand to stroke his soft black hair, and said lovingly, "Ah Yan, buy it if you like it."

Tang Jingshu grabbed his sleeve and smiled meaningfully, walked quickly to the roasted sweet potato stall, smiled and said, "Boss, bring me the biggest roasted sweet potato."

At the side, Shen Jiayi took out his wallet and paid the money, and he didn't forget to remind the other party: "A Yan, eat slowly."

Tang Jingshu broke the two halves, and handed the other half to Shen Jiayi.

"My mother said that eating alone is hard to gain weight, so I'll give you half of it."

Shen Jiayi stared at him in a daze for a while, took the sweet potato in his hand with trembling fingers, looked up at the sunset in the half of the sky, and said slowly: "Ah Yan, it feels so good to be able to walk the streets with my lover while alive. "

Tang Jingshu took a bite of the fragrant and soft sweet potato, glanced at the other person in puzzlement, then lowered his head to look at the road and responded casually; "It's really good." But he wanted to say in his heart that life is so beautiful, so don't imprison me, let me go, okay? ?He never had the guts to say that.

The two finally walked to the snail noodle shop for 5 minutes on foot, and returned home after eating.

For the next two weeks, Tang Jingshu was busy with the New Year's dinner, and finally decided to officially have a holiday to welcome the new year after the New Year's dinner next Wednesday.

Under Ling Xiao's introduction, Tang Jingshu met the psychiatrist. Since it was not convenient to meet in the hospital, Tang Jingshu made an appointment to meet in a coffee shop in the old city.

During this time, Shen Jiayi was really busy, so busy bidding for the government land that there had been meetings for several weeks in a row. Tang Jingshu lied that his cousin asked him to meet at the coffee shop in the old city. Shen Jiayi thought about it. promise him.

As soon as Tang Jingshu pushed the door open, the wind chime on the glass door made a crisp sound.

The man sitting by the window waved in his direction with a pair of old-fashioned silver-rimmed glasses.

Before going out, Tang Jingshu was wearing a thin beige sweater and a pair of loose black pants. He walked to a seat by the window and ordered a cup of coffee with milk.

"Hello, Mr. Gu, did you waste your time by coming here?" Tang Jingshu asked with a smile on his face.

Gu Yuchen picked up the coffee and gently stirred the liquid in the cup to give off a faint coffee smell, and said softly, "This time is not a problem."

Tang Jingshu turned his head to look at the row of osmanthus trees outside the window, and suddenly the scene of Lin Moyan and Shen Jiaming meeting for the first time appeared in his mind, which was exactly the same as the painting in Shen Jiaming's office.

"Mr. Tang, are you comfortable?" Seeing the other party frowning, Gu Yuchen raised her hand and patted her head.

"Thank you, Dr. Gu, for your concern. I'm fine." Tang Jingshu said with a smile on his face, "Don't Mr. Tang call you weird, Ling Xiao's friends are my friends, just call me Xiaoshu or Jingshu."

Gu Yuchen smiled and imitated his appearance and said, "Then don't you call Mr. Gu a strange person, Ling Xiao's friends are my friends, just call me Yuchen."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Little book."

"Yu Chen."

The two called each other by their nicknames.

After Tang Jingshu and Gu Yuchen chatted briefly for a quarter of an hour, he suddenly felt better and added the other party's contact method before leaving.

Passing by a cake shop, Tang Jingshu suddenly remembered that today is Shen Jiaming's birthday.

Tang Jingshu once took advantage of Shen Jiayi's sleep and gently looked through his belongings and found that his birthday was on February 9th.

After Tang Jingshu ordered a strawberry cake, he went to the flower shop to order a bunch of sunflowers.

He didn't know what flowers Shen Jiaming liked, so he ordered his favorite flowers and cakes.

Although Tang Jingshu knew that the other party imprisoned him, Tang Jingshu thought that the other party treated him pretty well in the past six months.

Holding a bunch of sunflowers in his left hand and a beautifully packaged strawberry cake in his right, he hurried into the car.

"Uncle He, has Mr. Shen come back?" He Jingshu got out of the car from the parking space holding a bunch of sunflowers in his left hand and a beautifully packaged strawberry cake in his right, and walked quickly to the hall without seeing Shen Jiayi.

Hearing the voice, the butler walked from the kitchen to the hall, glanced at the things in his hand and said lightly, "Mr. Tang, Mr. Shen hasn't come back yet."

Tang Jingshu made a soft sound, walked to the side of the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, carefully put it in the second compartment above, closed it, bent down to open the refrigerator compartment, and took a durian-flavored cone.

This durian cone was bought by Tang Jingshu while shopping with Shen Jiayi a few days ago. At that time, he casually said that he wanted to eat durian-flavored cones, but unexpectedly, Shen Jiayi bought a whole box of durian-flavored cones for him to eat. At that time, he felt speechless and confused. It's funny. I don't know how to describe the mood at that time, but I just feel that it's funny with a little touch.

Tang Jingshu walked to the sofa and half-lyed down, took the cone in Tian's hand, looked directly at the screen and smiled.

"Aunt Liu, the one wearing the eunuch uniform is my classmate." Tang Jingshu glanced at Aunt Liu who was seriously watching the TV screen and said casually.

Aunt Liu's eyes lit up, and she asked in doubt, "Really?"

Tang Jingshu got up from the sofa and sat up straight, fixed his eyes firmly on the other person's words and said, "Very-very-sure-definite." After saying that, he was about to take a bite of the almost melted cone.

Aunt Liu got up from the single sofa and walked to his side, said with a smile: "I really like this guy Chen Weiyong, can you ask Aunt Liu for an autographed photo?"

Tang Jingshu threw the cone into the trash can, wiped the sticky liquid between his fingers with a tissue on the table, and said softly, "Don't worry, I will take it."

Aunt Liu held Tang Jingshu's hand excitedly, and said excitedly, "Thank you." After saying that, she got up from the sofa and walked briskly into the kitchen.

Aunt Liu is Shen Jiaming's cooking aunt, and the meals she usually cooks are quite delicious.

"A Yan,"

A clear and steady voice came from Tang Jingshu's back. Hearing this, he turned around and put his other hand on the back of the sofa, leaned forward gently on the back of the sofa, looked at the man who came in from the door, and responded blankly.