Rescue Little White Flower

Shen Qingwei finally walked by Zhao Xingyue's side in an open manner.

No one knows the ability of the organization "Zhao Xingyue Fan Support Group" to spread gossip better than her.

Sure enough, when she went to work the next day, everyone looked at her with a very complicated look.

Should she be grateful for Zhao's respect for privacy? Although everyone is curious to the extreme, as long as the person concerned does not speak, no one will take the initiative to inquire.

Only Li Sisi, who was the first witness, leaned in awkwardly, carefully confirming the message: "That...you and Mr. Zhao...that..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Qingwei nodded with a faint expression.

"Well, it's true."

Although I knew about this yesterday, Li Sisi still felt that his heart missed a beat after getting confirmation from the person involved today.

No one came to discuss gossip and ask for details, except for Li Sisi's inquiry, and the weird atmosphere in the office. Under Shen Qingwei's deliberate calmness, everything seemed to be as calm as usual.

One morning passed, and the people in the office were almost gone, and Shen Qingwei let out a long sigh of relief.

No one knows how hard this morning was for her. She hoped that Li Sisi could not see who was with Zhao Xingyue last night, but there was another voice deep in her heart that she hoped that Li Sisi could come and ask her.

It wasn't until Li Sisi took the initiative to speak, and asked her to confess her relationship with Zhao Xingyue, that Shen Qingwei felt that the stone hanging in her heart finally fell.

In spite of this, she devoted herself to work all morning, and she didn't dare to fish to see what was going on in the Zhao Xingyue fan support group who had been out of 99 since last night.

Until she saw this interface on Zhao Xingyue's office computer.

"Ah, ah, what I should have thought of, what I should have thought of, Mr. Zhao is so handsome, how can a man be worthy of her, she should be a girl with her!!!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yue met at the wrong time, that person should have been mine..."

"Go away from the drama upstairs, Zhao is always ours!"

No offense, no insults.

The atmosphere in the group was as harmonious as it used to be, and everyone naturally accepted the fact that their president had a girlfriend, as if the weather was sunny today.

I have to say something that makes Shen Qingwei feel helpless, probably because her girlfriend is too attractive. Many girls in the group with boyfriends are clamoring that they are coming late, if they make up their minds to dump it sooner. The boyfriend who is holding back now bravely pursues Zhao Xingyue, the current Madam Zhao may be herself.

A group of people whimpered in the group and lamented that they were not born at the right time and failed to meet the right person at the right time.

After the meeting, Zhao Xingyue opened the door and saw Shen Qingwei sitting in her seat. She was not surprised at all. She often assigned part of her work to Shen Qingwei, which was training and learning. After all, she not only wants Shen Qingwei to become the manager of this company, but also wants her to be the owner.

Money is a person's confidence. Shen Qingwei can have no love, but she can't live without the money that supports her.

She had just finished a meeting, her face was still full of spirits, her brows frivolous when she saw Shen Qingwei, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Shen Qingwei stood up, "No, not long."

She waited just right.

When she stood up, she didn't forget to switch the interface, and switched the chat box with constantly refreshing messages to a form that was being made.

Zhao Xingyue put the information on the table, stretched out her arm, and made an inviting gesture: "Excuse me, can you invite your Royal Highness to give me a chance to have lunch?"

Shen Qingwei put her hand up and said to her with a smile, "Of course."

She pretended that she hadn't seen the two social accounts that were hung up, obviously the small account, called Xingguang's nickname.

She didn't know anything, but she knew everything.

Everyone should have their own little secrets.

...

Perhaps it was the reason that some things happened in the past. The negative impact of dreams on Shen Qingwei is not small. Even after a long time, she and Zhao Xingyue have established a relationship. There is a difference between the world and the earth in her current life and her dream. Still will fall into the nightmare unexpectedly when very tired, it is difficult to get out.

In order to calm her heart, after Zhao Xingyue contacted Zhou Yongqi, he took her to fly abroad to the sanatorium where Zhou Yongjia was located.

If Zhou Yongjia, who initially said that he wanted to kill Zhou by killing his father and family, was frantic, but still sane, Zhou Yongjia at this time was already a complete lunatic.

The nursing home that Zhou Yongqi found for him was very simple and rude in dealing with this kind of paranoid mania, but it was effective. Although Zhou Yongjia would go crazy from time to time, he obviously fell silent, and once contained ambition and madness. There was only a dead silence in his eyes.

Seeing Shen Qingwei, his eyes flashed with excitement, and the pure soul of the other party had a strong attraction to him, but when he noticed Zhao Xingyue on the side, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't come over, don't come over—"

He flinched desperately to the corner of the wall, as if he had seen something terrible.

Zhou Yongjia is now afraid of Zhao Xingyue.

After his sanity was defeated, only his instinct remained, like a danger siren, screaming to tell him how terrible the woman in front of him was.

Zhao Xingyue curled her lips.

Shen Qingwei sighed a little, but didn't expect Zhou's most popular golden bachelor to become like this.

However, he can’t afford to have much sympathy for Zhou Yongjia, not to mention that he was almost ruined by him at the beginning, so Zhou Yongjia fell, and Zhou Yongqi’s younger brother took the position of Zhou’s manager. Zhou Yongjia was evil. OK, it's enough to get him down to eighteen levels of hell.

If it hadn't been for him to be diagnosed with mental illness and sent to a nursing home, the place he should stay at this time would be a cell instead of a comfortable mansion.

After reading it, Shen Qingwei's faint fear of Zhou Yongjia has disappeared.

She turned her head and said to Zhao Xingyue next to her: "Let's go."

Zhao Xingyue did not speak, but rubbed the top of her soft hair.

Under Zhou Yongjia's trembling eyes, the two walked out of his sight.

They will have a new life, a life that has nothing to do with Zhou Yongjia.

...

Zhao Xingyue's lifespan is not long, and her continued life can only support her to live to forty-nine.

Neither of them is a workaholic, especially Zhao Xingyue. Knowing that he is not long-lived, he handed over the company to the successor she cultivated almost as soon as his fortieth birthday, pulling Shen Qingwei around the world. Traveling has left their footprints in countless places.

The body's decline came suddenly and quickly.

The new journey had just ended, and when Shen Qingwei turned her head, she saw Zhao Xingyue collapsed.

Without any pathological phenomena, Zhao Xingyue's body looked like a well-functioning machine from the doctor's point of view. After the set scrap time, the self-destruct procedure was suddenly started.

In the last week before her death, Zhao Xingyue was not in pain. She was lying on the hospital bed, watching Shen Qingwei humming, and inserting a splendid bouquet of cosmos into the vase.

After fiddling, Shen Qingwei turned her head and asked her, "Does it look good?"

Zhao Xingyue nodded.

Shen Qingwei came over and exchanged a long kiss with her.

"Don't go, okay?" She suddenly leaned against Zhao Xingyue's ear and asked in a pleading tone.

Zhao Xingyue was shocked, and almost thought it was when she revealed her true identity.

But in the end, she still said nothing, not a word.

Shen Qingwei stared into her eyes and barely curled the corners of her lips.

"Ayue, have I ever said that," she said to her piously and happily: "Meeting you is the best thing in my life."

Zhao Xingyue: "Yeah."

...

Zhao Xingyue stayed in this world until the last moment.

When she left, Shen Qingwei seemed to feel something, and squeezed her hand tightly, her eyes intertwined with hers.

She felt her eyelids gradually heavier, as if she had a beautiful dream, calling her urgently.

She heard someone in her ears whispering to her: "Ayue, go to sleep, wait for me..."

She closed her eyes.

The monitor screamed loudly, and the doctor and nurse walked in silently from outside.

They had already anticipated what would happen at this time.

Someone tried to persuade Shen Qingwei to change in mourning, but found that she had already lost her breath.

Someone started sobbing quietly.

Sadness began to fill the ward.

...

Hell.

However, at the bridgehead, Fu Jun has been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Xingyue crossed the Naihe Bridge and took the familiar scenes around him into his eyes. She felt melancholy, but she was quickly pressed down.

"I heard you had a good time."

The Fujun was a handsome man, with a light smile, his beauty was better than the other side flowers on both sides of the Huangquan.

Zhao Xingyue nodded to him, acquiescing to what he said.

Fujun took a bowl of soup from Po Meng and handed it to Zhao Xingyue.

Meng Po soup is colorless and tasteless. At first glance, it looks like a bowl of water.

The soup enters the throat, and all the past is turned into clear water.

She hesitated for a moment, took the soup bowl, and drank it.

Now that Zhao Xingyue of the earth is dead, Zhao Xingyue of the underworld should return to the throne.

Behind her, a beautiful shadow stood on the bridge, followed her with bright eyes unblinking, and when she saw her drinking Mengpo Tang, she blinked and dropped two drops of tears.

A gust of wind blew, and the girl who gave a gentle bow to Fujun and Mengpo on the bridge instantly lost track.

Fujun took the soup bowl and said to Zhao Xingyue: "Welcome back."

Zhao Xingyue twitched the corners of her lips, smiling politely and reservedly.

She said, "Let's go. Didn't you say that there are so many tasks waiting for me to do?"