The delicate heartthrob is a black lotus

Secretary An sighed heavily, Boss must fire her.

As soon as Min Yaqing entered the office, she saw Zong Yu, and she couldn't help taking a few steps closer to look at her: "Are you what they call Jinwu Zangjiao?"

Zong Yu: "?"

"I didn't expect him to be quite handsome, the type that catches my eye." Min Yaqing, the deep-faced dog, ignored Zong Yu's rigid expression, and said in a low voice, "Did you just want to go out, I can help you. "

Seeing the innocent look of the little girl, Zong Yu nodded hesitantly.

Min Yaqing was overjoyed, Shui Lingling's big eyes bent into crescents: "But you have to go shopping with me."

Looking at the carefree and familiar girl in front of him, Zong Yu finally couldn't help asking the first question: "May I ask who you are?"

Min Yaqing blinked her eyes, seemed to be thinking about how to answer, and said hesitantly, "Brother Yu's fiancée, that's what Grandpa Yu said."

Then he looked at Zong Yu and formally introduced: "Hello, I am Yu Wanzhou's fiancée, Min Yaqing."

Min Yaqing?

Zong Yu's pupils shrank, and he didn't have this person's name in his memory. It seemed that the plot had completely deviated from the script.

He shifted his gaze to Min Yaqing's baby-fat face, but, this girl is still studying.

Before Zong Yu had time to think about it, Min Yaqing grabbed her arm: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your consent."

Said to go out.

But he was stopped by Secretary An who was guarding the door, and he said in a business-like manner: "Miss Min, if necessary, I can find someone to accompany you to go shopping. Mr. Zong didn't know many places just now."

Min Yaqing shook her head indifferently: "It's okay, then I'll take him shopping and I won't bother Secretary An."

A crack finally appeared on Secretary An's flawless smile: "How can this be called trouble, this is my job."

Seeing the two women arguing about this matter, Zong Yu had a terrible headache, he should just lie down on the sofa.

He took a deep breath and was about to say something when he heard a voice with a smile.

"Hey, when did the gate of the president's office become so lively?"

Sime leisurely walked over with a cup of freshly brewed coffee, as if watching the excitement.

"President Si." Secretary An called out to Simo respectfully, and looked at him for help.

Sime smiled and winked at him, expressing that he accepted it, don't worry.

Secretary An breathed a sigh of relief, everyone was always at ease when Simo did things.

When Min Yaqing saw Sime coming, she immediately clung to him: "Brother Sime, Secretary An won't let me visit the company."

Si Mo fondly nodded Min Yaqing's forehead: "Everyone is busy with work, you little girl, don't make trouble."

Unexpectedly, Min Yaqing was still dissatisfied, pointed at Zong Yu behind her, and said, "I want to go shopping with him!"

She didn't plan to come to the company today, but someone sent her an anonymous message saying that brother Yu was hiding in the golden house of the company, so she couldn't help being curious and wanted to take a look.

After all, Brother Yu had always been noble and glamorous in her impression, and she didn't know what the one he was hiding looked like.

And she is very interested in this Zong Yu, and she has to take him away today.

Simo glanced at Zong Yu who was standing at the door, and then turned his gaze to the overbearing and unreasonable Min Yaqing: "Don't mess around, or you will have to skin your brother Yu when he comes back."

Min Yaqing ignored Sime, she raised her hand and pushed Sime unhappily, then turned around and pulled Zong Yu to leave.

And the coffee in Simo's hand was spilled out, and it just splashed on Zong Yu's body, and the stain spread on Zong Yu's light-colored shirt.

Min Yaqing immediately let go, looked at Zong Yu nervously and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Simo glanced at Min Yaqing in disapproval, and reprimanded him, "You're just too capricious, you know you're wrong this time, it's a good thing it's a glass of warm water, or Wanzhou would have peeled your skin when she came back."

Knowing her mistake, Min Yaqing nodded quickly, and finally calmed down.

Zong Yu looked at the little girl with her head drooping angrily and amusedly, and said softly, "It's okay."

Simo on the side said concernedly: "Mr. Zong, you should wash it before you change into another clothes. There are spare clothes in the Wanzhou lounge."

"Ah."

Zong Yu nodded, took off the watch and put it on the sink to wash his hands before going to the rest room to change clothes.

Simo saw that everyone's eyes were on the office door, and swapped the watch on the sink with the one in his pocket.

The two watches are exactly the same.

Yu Wanzhou heard what happened just now from Secretary An.

Against Boss's increasingly gloomy face, Secretary An reported everything in detail.

"Well, I see." Yu Wanzhou handed the documents in her hand to Secretary An, who closed the door sensibly after taking it.

Yu Wanzhou gently opened the door of the lounge, for fear of disturbing the people inside.

He tiptoed to the sofa, squatted down, looked at Zong Yu who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, his eyes burned over his face inch by inch, and finally stopped at Zong Yu's rosy lips, his deep eyes were like a whirlpool , can suck people in.

Brother Yu, please give me a little more time, it will be soon...

Since that day, Zong Yu didn't go to the company anymore, because Yu Wanzhou took all the work home, Zong Yu lived a life of salted fish every day again.

And Yu Wanzhou is immersed in work every day, and Zong Yu is too busy to bother him. Occasionally, he will come to pour him a glass of water or bring some fruit.

Seeing Yu Wanzhou rubbing his forehead, Zong Yu couldn't help but said, "Wanzhou, I see that you have been suffering from headaches lately, why don't you go see a doctor and I'll accompany you." Yu Wanzhou pressed her hand.

Yu Wanzhou raised her eyes to look at Zong Yu, and said in a soft voice, "Brother Yu, it's okay, maybe it's because I read too many documents recently, just take a rest."

Zong Yu looked at Yu Wanzhou's tired eyes, and finally sighed, and replied sullenly: "Then call me if you need anything, I'll watch TV outside."

Yu Wanzhou nodded obediently. After Zong Yu left, he let go of the hand holding the side of his trousers instantly. His palm was covered with cold sweat. He went to the door and gently locked the door behind him, sliding his body against the door and sitting on the ground.

He held his head in pain, and after a while, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and his forehead was covered with dense sweat. Yu Wanzhou reached out to open the drawer, only to feel that his eyes were getting blurred, and he shook the water glass on the table. fell to the ground.

Zong Yu, who was sitting in the living room, vaguely heard the sound from the study. He turned off the sound of the TV, and called Yu Wanzhou a few times, but no one responded. He was wondering, when the voice of the system suddenly came from his mind. .

[Yu Wanzhou is in danger, please host...]

Before the system finished speaking, Zong Yu's heart skipped a beat. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He ran to the door of the study with bare feet, only to find that the room was locked. He slapped the door hard: "Wanzhou? What's wrong with you?"

But no one answered him.

He panicked immediately, the keys were all in the study, so he had to ask the system: "San San, can you open this door?"

[Sorry, you don't have any exchangeable skills for the time being. 】Zong Yu finally couldn't help but swear: "Fuck!"

Wanting to get in violently, but the quality of the door is excellent, Zong Yu finally set his sights on the balcony, and turned out from the balcony without hesitation. Fortunately, the window of the study room is very close to the balcony.

Zong Yu took a breath, and saw Yu Wanzhou lying on the ground through the open window, he quickly climbed in regardless of the pain in his feet.

"Wan Zhou?"

He called several times, Yu Wanzhou's quiet face didn't respond at all, Zong Yu picked up the mobile phone beside him and called Secretary An.

"Doctor, may I ask why my friend suddenly fainted?" Zong Yu stared at the opposite doctor without blinking his dark eyes.

The doctor looked at the list and said, "There are many reasons for this."

"However, I took a look at Mr. Yu's medical history. He suffered severe psychological trauma three years ago. To be precise, it is called post-traumatic stress disorder."

Zong Yu was stunned, and the fingertips that were tightly clenched turned white: "Can I ask what symptoms will appear in this disease?"

"Recurrent insomnia, anxiety, hypervigilance, depression, and even self-harming behaviors may be present."

Zong Yu swallowed hard: "Can this be cured?"

"It's hard to say, but your friend's current condition is not very good, and he is overworked now, so he is not actively cooperating with the treatment..."

The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and continued: "If the matter at hand is not that important, I suggest you put it aside for a while and treat it properly. Things will always turn around. Young people are still important."

After listening to the doctor explain the cause of the disease, Zong Yu walked back and forth on the corridor in a daze, and the words of the doctor were always in his mind.

It's all because of him.

Secretary An, who had just paid the hospitalization fee, came back and saw Zong Yu floating like a ghost at the door of the ward. He was startled, and couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zong, won't you go in?"

As he spoke, he handed the ointment he was carrying to Zong Yu: "I saw you were barefoot just now, so I bought some wound medicine for you."

Zong Yu took the things, thanked him, and said hesitantly, "Secretary An, does Wan Zhou often faint suddenly?"

Secretary An was taken aback for a moment, and spoke after deliberation: "The president's physical condition has not been good, but he will also check regularly, but he seems to be busy with something recently, and even postponed the appointment."

The professional smile on Secretary An's face also slowly faded away, and a completely different worry appeared on her face.

Zong Yu's hand holding the bag was tightly packed because of Secretary An's words. He should have reprimanded Yu Wanzhou for not treating his body well, but he really didn't have the qualifications, and he didn't know how to face Yu Wan. Boat.

Secretary An seemed to see Zong Yu's struggle, and finally couldn't help but say a few more words: "Although I don't know what kind of relationship you had with the president before, since you appeared, I saw it on the president's face for the first time. A smile is like the warm sun in winter, a warmed glacier."

"Mr. Zong, I can see that the president loves you very much."

As Secretary An said, she couldn't help but put on a faint smile on her face.

Zong Yu looked at Secretary An in a daze, and thanked him solemnly: "Thank you."

He took a deep breath and walked towards the ward, and Secretary An also walked away tactfully.

The ward was so quiet that only Yu Wanzhou's shallow breathing could be heard. Zong Yu put down the bag and walked softly to the bed. He looked at Yu Wanzhou who was lying on the bed like a lifeless delicate doll, and felt His eyes were sore and swollen, and it seemed that an unknown liquid would leak out if he was not careful.

Zong Yu quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, bent down, and carefully placed his ear on Yu Wanzhou's left atrium.

Hearing the heartbeat, Zong Yu's mouth curved into a smile.

Wanzhou, I'm sorry, I'm willing to spend my whole life to pay back the three years I missed you.