Super Sweet Alert: The Motivational History of the Temporary Daughter-in-Law

Bean-sized raindrops crackled on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the mist rose up and could not dissipate for a long time. Looking down from the seventieth floor, it was like a fairyland surrounded by clouds and fog.

Shang Zhi clasped his hands, turned his back behind his back, and looked out of the French window, while Ji Weiwei stood aside, holding various documents, reporting Shang Zhi's handling of various administrative issues during his business trip one by one.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the narrow and smooth eyebrows gradually tightened, and finally twitched into a ball between the brows, the rhythm of the slender fingers tapping the back of the hand became faster and faster, all movements hinted that the person in front of him was gradually losing patience.

However, Ji Weiwei, who was behind her, didn't know it at all, and didn't notice that the patience of the person in front of her was passing away bit by bit with her reluctance and unfamiliarity in the process of reporting.

"How much thought did you spend on these in the past few days when I was away?"

Finally, Ji Weiwei's report was interrupted, Shang Zhi turned away from the floor-to-ceiling window, sat in the swivel chair, pointed at the document Ji Weiwei was holding with her fingertips, and signaled Ji Weiwei to go over.

It was already a report that was haphazard and incoherent, and even Ji Weiwei herself could hardly continue.

He closed the folder and bit his lower lip habitually.

"It is my fault……"

He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, no longer answering.

"So……"

Shang Zhi then opened his mouth quietly.

"Then I'm curious, is it true that the reason I pay you is to let you come to the company every day to care about your wishful husband?"

Ji Weiwei's heart tightened, it really wasn't her own illusion, Shang Zhi must have seen everything she was doing just now.

"Humph."

A slight smile escaped Shang Zhi's throat, and the corner of his mouth curled into a charming smile.

"I thought that all the loving and righteous women in this world are dead, but I didn't expect my Secretary Ji to have a change of heart. He doesn't like vanity, but he has time to sympathize with the old man whose reputation has been ruined."

In Ji Weiwei's ears, why didn't she know the deep irony in Shang Zhi's words, but she was at fault for this matter, so she couldn't refute it.

"I really can't figure it out..."

Shang Zhi got up slowly and walked towards Ji Weiwei.Ji Weiwei wanted to retreat, but couldn't find a reason to persuade herself to retreat, so she could only stay in place as if cast by a spell, unable to move.

"What do you like about Liang Jing'an? Is it because he hides your golden house but dare not admit it publicly, or..."

Before he knew it, Shang Zhi had already walked in front of Ji Weiwei, clamping Ji Weiwei's chin with his thumb and forefinger, he raised Ji Weiwei's face that dared not look directly at him, and the fresh breath with a faint vanilla smell followed every word, gently gushing On Ji Weiwei's face.

But the eyes shot straight at Ji Weiwei's eyes, as if they wanted to look into Ji Weiwei's heart.

"Or do you like him even though he is in the same room with you, but he still has no interest in you..."

Before she finished speaking, Ji Weiwei's cheeks were as red as clouds, and her heart was beating violently as if out of frequency. The eyes that were originally fixed by Shang Zhi's eyes were also evasive at this moment, wishing to find a hole in the ground and go down.

She knew that what Shang Zhi was talking about now was about that night. That night, the night Liang Jingan came to look for Ji Weiwei, when Ji Weiwei drew the curtains on the balcony, she clearly saw Shang Zhi's car parked downstairs !

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

Ji Weiwei was so blocked by Shang Zhi that she couldn't say a word, she just shook her head subconsciously, her face had already been turned aside, and she no longer looked at him.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Ji Weiwei took out a document from the folder and handed it to Shangzhi.

Shang Zhi didn't continue to ask, let go of Ji Weiwei, just glanced lightly, and said casually.

"what is this?"

"It was Mr. Shang that you signed the contract with Liang Jing'an on behalf of the Shang Group that day, but the contract was not successfully signed that day."

"Ha ha……"

Shang Zhi smiled lightly, took a few steps back, and leaned on the desk, looking funny.

"Why, are you angry now?"

"Mr. Shang, I'm just curious why the contract you signed with him that day was obviously a third-party contract drawn up in your own name, but when the presentation was held that afternoon, it was announced that the contract with Liang Jingan was aborted. ?”

"When did you care so much about the company's affairs?"

"And..."

Ji Weiwei didn't answer, but paused for a while, summoned up her courage, raised her head, looked straight into Shangzhi's eyes, clenched her hands into fists, and spoke as if she had exhausted all her strength.

"What's more, the signing was not completed that day. I think that may not be an accident."

"Oh?"

Shang Zhi crossed his hands in front of his chest, restraining the corners of his mouth and smiling.

"How to say?"

Taking a deep breath, Ji Weiwei secretly made up her mind that she must speak clearly to Monk Shangzhi today.

"My mobile phone is habitually turned on silent, so even the day before I went to Mr. Shang's house...to be a guest...my mobile phone was still silent, so I didn't see that many calls were answered until the next day arrive."

Shangzhi snorted a faint smile, but Ji Weiwei didn't see it, but in Shangzhi's ears, the word "guest" was a bit ridiculous, Ji Weiwei was probably the only one who could be a guest on the bed.

"But the next morning, I received a call from Director Wang and rushed over. I was impartial, but just in time for the signing of the contract. I didn't turn the phone from vibrate to ringtone, so..."

"So you think I put your phone on ring?"

"Maybe...maybe...not..."

Ji Weiwei's response was evasive, obviously, she didn't want to answer this question directly.

"Of course, it may also be that Mr. Shang ordered his subordinates to do so."

Only Ji Weiwei could explain the fact that she was pregnant in the end.

"Hahaha……"

Shang Zhi seldom breaks the law, and finally couldn't help it anymore, lost his composure for a while, and laughed, but the smile was suppressed in an instant, and the deep and dark pupils shot towards Ji Weiwei's bewildered face as sharply as the eyes of eagles.

She was dazed, like Shangzhi's smile; she was dazed, like Shangzhi hadn't laughed so much for a long time.

"Yes, it's me."

He pressed on step by step, his gaze never slipping away from Ji Weiwei's face.

Ji Weiwei's heart seemed to be in her throat, and she instinctively stepped back, turning her face to one side, trying her best to dodge the sharp gaze from the opposite side that seemed to be able to see through her, when her fingertips touched the cold wall, Ji Weiwei's whole body seemed to be petrified, there was no way to retreat, and her body stiffened.

"Also... I can tell you a secret..."

Shang Zhi stretched out his hand against the wall, pressing Ji Weiwei's body firmly under it, unable to move.

Her lips were almost attached to Ji Weiwei's earlobe, and she kept exhaling a moist and light breath, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and the words slowly came out of her mouth in a low, provocative voice.

"On the day of signing, you knocked over his teacup and spilled the contract. I will give you a big credit."

Her whole heart sank violently, she couldn't care less about avoiding anything, Ji Weiwei turned her head abruptly, as if enlightened, all the clues in her heart quickly connected into a thread, and all the mysteries gradually became clear in her heart.

The originally surprised eyes gradually distorted into disbelief, Ji Weiwei stared at the handsome face with a sarcasm in front of her, and what was reflected in the pair of charming pupils that seemed to be able to capture people's hearts at this moment was full of mockery and triumphant self-satisfaction.

Ji Weiwei suddenly felt that she had never known this person in front of her.

"You are mean!"

As if she had exhausted all her strength, Ji Weiwei firmly grabbed Shang Zhi's shoulders, trying to push him away, but she didn't want her hands that had not yet used all her strength to be clamped tightly by him. She remained silent, with a smile on her lips, as if Staring at her playfully as if watching a play, letting her be entangled in every possible way on his chest.

"Shangzhi, you are too shameless! So when you handed me the contract that day, you touched my finger on purpose so that I would knock over the teacup, so you can postpone the signing, right?"

"Even if I touched you on purpose, and I'm not Zhuge Kongming, how could I expect you to react so violently?"

"Why wouldn't I react like that, obviously the day before we..."

When the words came to her lips, Ji Weiwei realized what she wanted to blurt out next. She subconsciously bit her tongue and swallowed the last half of the sentence. Her whole body gradually began to tremble. The crystal tears, which had long been uncontrollable, rolled into her eyes. Rolling up and coming, his hands were clamped tightly, and he had to turn his head to hide the feeling that he was about to lose control at this moment.

As if stung by the dimly flickering tears on the pale face in front of him, subconsciously, Shang Zhi suddenly let go of his hand, Ji Weiwei didn't have time to react, a burst of pain, his left and right hands overlapped and rubbed each other, and tears flowed down.

In Shangzhi's memory, it has been a long time, and he has never looked at the face in front of him so carefully and closely, and he always refused to look at it before.

Because in the deep subconscious mind, I always think that the owner of this face will live a good life, better than me, and must be better than myself, otherwise, I will be sorry for my painstaking efforts and tears for many years. It's a desperate move, and I'm even more sorry for my forbearance and determination for so long.

But, now, finally, when this face is truly in front of him, the initial innocence, the initial enthusiasm, the initial laughter, and the initial confidence have dissipated.

All that is left is the boundless paleness, the alienation of the impregnable walls and the desolation of not being able to see clearly.

At this moment, Shang Zhi suddenly felt that he had never known this person in front of him.

If there is still a tacit understanding, then this moment can be regarded as nothing more.

At eight o'clock in the evening, although it wasn't very late, Ji Weiwei still felt back pain after a busy day. After taking a shower early and changing into her bathrobe, she nestled on the sofa.

Finger pads from bottom to top, sliding the screen of the mobile phone, for several days in a row, there have been no less than 100 calls to Liang Jingan, but there has been no response.

On the TV, all kinds of conjectures about Liang Jingan's sudden disappearance were also rampant. The media, who were not very well informed, seemed to have received some kind of hint overnight, and they had the momentum to dig Liang Jingan out.