shallow to deep GL

She was still thinking about how Qin Zi could avoid the rain since he didn't have anything in his hands.

I'm really worried. For a person like her, she doesn't need to remember to bring an umbrella. Someone has already been waiting for her.

Ai Qian suddenly remembered that Pan Yanxi had read a novel, and when she introduced the big characters in it, she described it like this. There are millions of people every minute, so why do you need to do trivial things yourself? up.She didn't think so at the time, but thinking about it now, although it was a bit exaggerated, Qin Zishuang lived in such a world.

This is the first time Ai Qian has seen this person, and he also wears a ponytail like Qin Zishuang. The clothes on his body are much softer, a white down jacket, a short skirt, and long boots, which are shorter than Qin Zishuang, so that she handed him When I gave her the umbrella, I lifted it up a little.

Qin Zishuang took her umbrella and left first. She took out another umbrella from her bag and opened it. She stepped on a step and stood in front of Ai Qian with a smile on her face. Come in.

Ai Qian quickly hid in, because she couldn't stand still in a hurry, she took a few steps back and grabbed the opponent's sleeve.

Because of this change, the down jacket made a friction sound. Qin Zishuang in front of him looked back, and then turned back.

Ai stuck out her tongue.

I'm Miss Qin's assistant, Cheng Yuanyuan.After speaking, she took out a business card from her bag, and Ai Qian took it. It was a small square paper with a blue background, a simple design, and a logo of their company on the upper right corner.

If you have any questions in the future, you can contact me.

Ai Qian responded and put the business card in her pocket.

The rain still didn't stop, and the splashed water from stepping into the shallow pit stained the trousers. Ai Qian looked at the stains, hesitated for a while by the car door, and quickly shook her legs and sat in.

The driver drove the car almost at the same time as the door was closed. The heating in the car was sufficient, so that he could no longer shrink his head. Ai Qian shrugged and leaned back comfortably.

Didn't know you would fight.

When Qin Zishuang spoke suddenly, she was so frightened that she immediately sat up straight again.

Still wanting to wait for her to continue talking, the cell phone on the co-pilot rang.

Cheng Yuanyuan looked at the call and didn't answer it, covered the speaker and turned her head to know Qin Zishuang and Zheng Qi's call.

Qin Zishuang stretched out his hands, and Cheng Yuanyuan put the phone on it. After she took it, she didn't stop. She put her four fingers together and hooked it again. Cheng Yuanyuan tacitly took out a document from her bag and handed it over.

She opened the file, quickly answered the phone, put it to her ear, it was me, Qin Zishuang.

What was said at the other end, she hummed, then laughed, I thought it was a joke, at this price, I am afraid that even Wang Lian would not like it.

This is natural, I don't need you to worry about it.

You should understand the equivalent exchange for Mr. Zheng.

OK, see you next time.

Qin Zishuang took the phone and threw it aside, rubbed his brows and leaned on it, leaning on the edge of the car window with one hand, closing his eyes, looking tired.

Cheng Yuanyuan saw her open her mouth like this, but she turned her head away without saying anything, and then turned back a few seconds later, isn't it not good for you to stop suddenly and leave a group of people for a meeting, after all, they

Qin Zishuang didn't let her continue, he opened his eyes for a while to look at Ai Qian and closed them again, and said calmly, I have a sense of proportion.

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Qin Zishuang was really busy.

She didn't even have time to send Ai Qian home, so she took her directly to the company, threw her into the office and left.

Ai Qian sat for a minute and stood up again.This office is not too big, it is more than ten square meters, with three walls and one shutter, a desk opposite the door, a computer, a pen holder, and a box of folders. There are no other extraneous furnishings. A shallow sofa to sit on, nothing else.

Ai Qian walked around a few times feeling bored, and when she wanted to sit down, she found a painting on the sofa.

She knelt down and took a closer look, not because she was appreciating it, but because this rare decoration made her curious and wanted to find something from it.

But obviously not.

There is only a black and white clock in the drawing, and the hands are pointing to two o'clock.

Ai Qian tilted her head, which suits Qin Zishuang's tone well.

She shrugged, pressed her hand against the wall, and found a label in the lower right corner that read: "The Lost One" in one word.

Ai Qian pursed her mouth, expressing that she didn't understand.

doing what?

Suddenly a voice came from behind her, and she was startled, her knees suddenly cramped weakly, her hand holding on to the painting was not stable, she subconsciously pushed hard, and the painting fell on the sofa.

She got up immediately, and quickly checked the things in her hands to see if there was any damage. She breathed out and smiled awkwardly at Qin Zishuang, then turned around and hung up the painting, and asked: Who is Shan Yan?

Qin Zishuang had already walked to the chair and sat down, turned on the computer, took out a document from the table, and answered her: he is a painter.

It's like no answer.

Qin Zishuang opened his laptop again, passed a few files to the desktop, opened his mailbox, and started checking emails.

Twenty minutes later, she felt as if she had ignored another person in the office, and looked up, that person was sitting on the sofa, watching the floor empty.

The scars on the face are obvious, one under the eyes and one on the corner of the mouth, which looks a little swollen from such a distance.She stopped typing on the keyboard, stretched her knuckles and tapped on the table, making three beeps.