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Before Wen Mingli left, she also received bouquets and dolls from other colleagues. Galileo’s employees were not very active, and everyone had a good relationship. There was also an auctioneer who sent a text message to ask about the news of her dismissal. Wen Mingli replied to her. It was OK.Then I hugged everyone in the office one by one. This is a small farewell party. The employees don't have much confidence in their boss's character, but they are not too afraid of him.

The colleague saw Andre walking out of the office and pretending to be talking to the lawyer while glancing here, and quietly rolled his eyes.

Wen Mingli held back a smile and walked to the underground parking lot with her things in her arms. Since she changed from an auctioneer to a "salesperson" a few years ago, she didn't need to work. She didn't have a lot of things left in the office, and all of them hadn't filled the carton. .

She put the bouquet on the passenger seat. The flowers were pink roses and decorated with unknown weeds. The card said, "Connie, everything is going well." That summer in Jing Villa.

She has been going back this year, and it has not been going well. First, she met Shang Jing who stayed in China for half a year on a business trip. Now she finally came back with a contract. Before enjoying a few days of peace, Mr. Qi lingered to mobilize contacts to find foreign countries.

She didn't even bother to change the reason for threatening her——"the common characteristics of successful people", Wen Mingli has long been used to it, and she didn't listen to the nonsense that the companionship treatment ended with money and goods at the beginning.

There are indeed some loopholes in the identity of Wen’s mother. In the past two years, the United States has also tightened the issuance of green cards. Even if the retrospective period is passed, it will inevitably cause a lot of trouble. Wen Mingli has been working for so many years and considers himself an adult. Her own reasons caused trouble for Wen's mother, plus she underestimated the enemy... She always thought it was a very easy task. How far can a girl do it?What's more, she still has psychological problems. Director Wang even prepared a tranquilizer for Wen Mingli.

His original words were: "If you feel unwell, stop her immediately, and inject a sedative if you can't beat it."

It is not shameful to use some means to protect herself, but these days she thought of Shang Jing's face and voice countless times, and then kept asking herself, did she do something wrong?

Even if she excused herself, using someone's feelings would eventually make it difficult for her to get over the hurdle in her heart.

It’s a rare rain in Los Angeles. Galileo’s studio is about a 10-[-]-minute drive from Wen Mingli’s apartment. Halfway through her drive, the rain got heavier and heavier, and the wipers couldn’t wipe off the rain.

Blocking her view, Wen Mingli stopped at the intersection of traffic lights and waited for the green light. Suddenly, a car rumbled past her. The noise was so loud that it could be heard several miles away. Wen Mingli was taken aback. When she looked up, she saw that the Land Rover hadn't gone far He was forced to stop by the traffic police ambushing on the side of the road.

The intercontinental speed limit in the United States is generally equivalent to [-] kilometers per hour. Although the road is smooth, Wen Mingli's fastest speed is [-] kilometers, so naturally he has no chance to see the assault traffic police.

A traffic policeman came over in the rain and knocked on the window. He said, "Good afternoon, ma'am, please show your driver's license."

Wen Mingli lowered the window of the car and handed it to him. His wrist was wet in a short while. The traffic policeman turned his face to each other, and he was still able to chat firmly in this weather: "Asians are really young."

More than one person said that, because of the Los Angeles drinking ban, she was often asked for her ID at the supermarket.

"Thank you."

"Also, wash your car while it's raining. The rain can only wash away the floating dust. You should at least use foam." The traffic policeman dusted off his work clothes, and his arm rubbed a little gray stain on the car shell . "Immediately." Wen Mingli said, "The work is going well."

Traffic policeman: "I would like to borrow your good words."

When she drove back to the apartment, she discovered that there was a water leak in the underground parking lot, and the security guard put up a maintenance sign to prohibit traffic.

Wen Mingli could only go around and park in the parking lot behind the apartment. There was no shelter along the way, and his clothes were soaked when he ran to the lobby.She entered the door and wiped the rain stains on her hair and shoulders with a towel, and the phone rang again indomitably.

A cheerful Scottish ditty.

The call note is "dog".

——It’s Shang Jing.

Wen Mingli straightened her hair in front of the mirror, and connected the phone. Shang Jing's voice came from the other end, and she said, "Good morning." Wen Mingli looked at his watch, it was six o'clock in the evening in Los Angeles, and the United States is still implementing daylight saving time. There is a fifteen-hour time difference between them.

Wen Mingli: "What's the matter?" She went to the living room and poured a glass of water, and drank it slowly.

"I miss you." Shang Jing said, "I think about you every day when I wake up, and I can't control my mania. They increased the dosage of the medicine for me. Now I'm either sleeping in the dark, or I'm going to sleep. Can't sleep for a long time." She paused for a while before saying, "Are you really not coming back? Mingli... sister... I'm hallucinating."

"If one day I stab myself with a dagger, will your heart ache?"

"What did Director Wang say?"

Shang Jing didn't answer, and said to herself: "I have to take medicine again, it's really annoying."

The phone beeped and Shang Jing hung up the phone for the first time.Wen Mingli called back, but no one answered.She was uneasy because of these few short sentences, Shang Jing must have lied, the illness may not be as serious as she described, and the more miserable words were to arouse her own guilt.

But there must be something wrong with her illness.

Wen Mingli filtered countless faces in his mind, dialed out all the contacts, and finally exited the dialing interface and stood still.Qi is always a successful businessman, she will never let Shang Jing hurt her body - compared with Shang's father, she has only one heir.

She simply ate something that night, and after a tiring day, she still thought about Shang Jing, and dreamed of going back to the days when the two of them were in the villa.

——Shang Jing fell ill.

Wen Mingli knew that she was dreaming, she could almost observe the subtle expressions of everyone, the aunt ran down the stairs, the wooden stairs made a thumping sound, the aunt opened her mouth to breathe, she made a sound and said: "Please doctor! "Wen Mingli saw herself standing up from the restaurant. She had just quarreled with Shang Jing over playing games that day, and Director Wang came over in the middle of the night. Both the aunt and the nanny felt that she had hurt Shang Jing.

The aunt's surname was Song, and she said: "Miss Wen, since you have taken the money, you should do something, right? I have lived for so many years and I have never seen anyone fighting against the master. Are you still waiting for the master to bow his head?" She was full of tears. There was obvious dissatisfaction on the wrinkled face, "At least you have to have some professional ethics?"

The nanny gently pushed her waist from behind, and said in a low voice, "Go up and have a look. What's the fight between sisters?"

Wen Mingli went upstairs and knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside, and the door was not closed. She waited for a while and pushed the door in. The room should still be closed, and it was pitch black. She didn't touch the switch behind the door and could only Walk forward in the dark.People always explore the way with their feet first in a dark space. Wen Mingli kicked a hard object. The floor was carpeted and there was no sound, but the owner was still alarmed.

Shang Jing sternly said: "Who let you in?!" She grabbed the water glass next to the bed and slammed it towards the source of the sound.

It was a coincidence that it hit Wen Mingli's calf bone.

She groaned, her legs hurt so badly that she couldn't move, but she didn't make a sound.I plan to leave quietly by myself.

But Shang Jing's probing voice came from the bed: "Wen Mingli?" She turned on the bedside lamp, and when there was a light source, she saw Wen Mingli standing in the middle of the room wearing a soft pink dressing gown, with a long skirt covering her calves, her The hair was gently pulled back, and a few strands of hair hanging down the cheeks made the contours softer.

"Why aren't you wearing home clothes?" Shang Jing's voice gradually approached, and Wen Mingli took two steps back.

"do not move!"

Slender fingers held her arm, Wen Mingli's dressing gown cuffs were opened wide, Shang Jing's hand got in a little bit, her thumb unconsciously rubbed her wrist, Wen Mingli's back felt numb, she couldn't help but twitched .Shang Jing didn't seem to be angry anymore, and her voice was not angry.

Shang Jing said: "Don't move around, things fall, and the ground is full of debris."

She led Wen Mingli for two steps, and there was the sound of her feet kicking against the glass along the way. Wen Mingli said, "Where's the light? Why don't you turn on the light?" The room was too dark, and she didn't dare to let go of her pace to walk.

Shang Jing: "...It's broken."

Wen Mingli stepped on a hard object when she walked to the third step, and she felt a sharp pain in the sole of her foot before she realized it.

Wen Mingli gasped: "What's on the ground? I stepped on it."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Shang Jing said, "Why are you asking so many questions?" After the second half of the sentence, she clenched her hand even tighter, and said after a long silence, "Which foot? Lift it up, and I'll go find the medical kit." Kick off the slippers, this kind of home soft mop can't stop the glass slag at all, Wen Mingli: "Turn on the light."

Without saying a word, Shang Jing squatted down and touched her calf, and then touched the sole of her foot along the ankle, and her tentacles were wet for a while. "It's bleeding, you help me to the living room first, there is a sofa there." As he spoke, he put Wen Mingli's arm on his shoulders, and put one hand around her waist, "Don't use too much force on this leg."

The two of them struggled to reach the sofa. Shang Jing turned on a light, which was also warm and dimly lit. She stared at Wen Mingli before turning to look for the medical kit. Finally, she squatted by the sofa to treat her wound. Wen Mingli's face was wrinkled, and she said, "Stop using alcohol, is your room made of glass or iron? Is my wound deep?"

Shang Jing: "It should be porcelain." She took a cotton swab dipped in alcohol and continued to wipe her wound, "There is no bleeding, and the wound should not be deep." Wen Mingli hid in pain, and Shang Jing held her hand. Feet, "Don't move! Disinfect first, the doctor will come later and ask him to give you a tetanus shot."

She is easy to talk at the moment, Wen Mingli tentatively asked: "Did you smash something?" Aunt Song guessed that Shang Jing was ill because she saw the debris all over the place?

It was only after a while that Shang Jing gave a heavy and muffled hum, and she said, "I'm sorry." There was no gauze in the medical kit, so Shang Jing found a veil in the cloakroom, put on the powder and wrapped it around the wound twice, and finally Put a bow on Wen Mingli's instep.Wen Mingli looked down and could still see her hair fluttering.If you didn't know Shang Jing and passed by in the crowd, you would have thought she was a quiet little girl, fair and clean, with hot pear blossoms, airy bangs, and a small and round face.

"It hurts," she said.