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Things happened suddenly, and Song Ling took Shen Zhao back to Jiangcheng City ahead of schedule. Even though they were in the same city, they drove for nearly two hours.

Instead of going back to the villa, Song Ling drove directly to the company.

When I arrived at the company, it was exactly nine o'clock, which was working time.

Along the way, neither of them said anything. The car drove to the garage. Shen Zhao got out of the car and said, "I won't go up. You can deal with it. I'll take a taxi back."

After she finished speaking, she turned to leave.

Song Ling hurriedly took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed her, "Don't go."

Walking around in front of her, Song Ling looked at her with her long eyes slightly lowered, and said solemnly: "Since we are married, we are one body, and we will not be separated from each other. I want to face this matter with you."

Shen Zhao looked up at her. The matter was about Xiang Jin. She didn't know if she had the courage to face it, but since she decided to be together, those things would be brought up one day, and she just kept silent. There will be thorns in each other's hearts.

Shen Zhao didn't refuse anymore, Song Ling directly took her hand and went up from the special elevator.

In the elevator, the two were standing side by side, and Songling suddenly called her: "Azhao..."

Shen Zhao responded, turned to look at her, and waited for her to speak.

"Recently," Song Ling paused for a moment, and asked, "Resil...have you contacted me?"

Shen Zhao was startled, her eyes stopped for a moment, she squinted at her eyes, trying to find some intentions in those eyes, finally she opened her lips and said, "No, why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing." Song Ling withdrew her gaze and calmly ignored the topic.

The elevator stops directly at the top office floor.

Ji Mingshu knew they were coming back in advance, so he waited outside the office early in the morning.Outside the office, apart from Ji Mingshu, there were many colleagues. When Song Ling led someone in, everyone's eyes fell on them.

When their boss got married, there had been rumors on the Internet, but they hadn't been widely exposed.

Looking at this posture now, it is reckoned to be true.

Sensing other people's gazes, Shen Zhao subconsciously withdrew his hand.Song Ling was stunned for a moment, then looked back at her, knowing what she was thinking, she stretched out her hand to hold her again, and gently said on top of her head: "What are you afraid of, you are my wife, you are aboveboard."

Song Ling led her to her side, held her fingers together, looked into her eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "I will let everyone know that you are my wife."

Shen Zhao was startled slightly, and looked up at her.

Song Ling led someone into the office, and Ji Mingshu understood, and also walked in.

As soon as she entered the door, Ji Mingshu recounted what the police had notified. When it came to Xiang Jin, she subconsciously looked at Shen Zhao, paused, and continued to tell the ins and outs of what the police had notified.

When finally mentioning the relationship between the deceased Du Zhong and Rui Sier, Shen Zhao was stunned, and looked up at Ji Mingshu in disbelief.

"What did you say?" Shen Zhao blurted out and asked.

Ji Mingshu was stunned for a moment, and facing Shen Zhao's questioning, she glanced at the boss opposite, seeing that she didn't intend to speak, she repeated it again, nodded and said: "The deceased is Rui Sier's engagement object, named Du bell."

Shen Zhao was stunned, and only then did he realize why Song Ling mentioned Si'er to her just now, so it was like this...

Memories of the past flooded up, it was too long ago.For more than four years, she didn't know how Si'er lived, and she never heard any news about her. That was the guilt in her heart.

getting engaged to someone...

She could imagine how difficult Sier's life was.

She knew her and understood her situation.

The office was silent. After Ji Mingshu finished speaking, no one spoke again.

Song Ling's eyes fell on Shen Zhao's back, and she was still touched when she heard the news of Resil again...

Song Ling's eyes darkened slightly, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she said to Ji Mingshu, "Make arrangements, contact Tingcheng, and I'll handle it in person in the afternoon."

Ji Mingshu responded, "Okay."

There was a knock on the door, it was Xiao Tang, the secretary.

Seeing this, Ji Mingshu walked over and asked her softly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Tang walked in, saw Shen Zhao, then looked at Song Ling, and said respectfully: "The finance department heard that Mr. Song is back, and there is an important document that needs to be signed by you personally."

The monthly audit approval of the Finance Department is personally checked by Song Ling, which is extremely important because it involves the Song family's finances.Usually Song Ling went to check in person at the beginning of the month, but it happened that Song Ling took a few days off at the beginning of this month and went to the countryside with Shen Zhao, so there was a delay of a few days.

Song Ling understood, and said lightly: "I see, it will pass later."

Xiao Tang: "Okay."

Song Ling picked up the coat on the back of the chair, walked towards Shen Zhao, and said, "You are here, I will be right back."

Shen Zhao was slightly distracted, and when he heard her voice, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised his head and said in a daze, "Okay."

Song Ling walked out, Ji Mingshu wanted to keep up with her, she turned her head slightly and said softly, "You stay here and watch her."

Seeing her dazed appearance, she felt uneasy.

Ji Mingshu paused, stunned for a moment, not knowing her intentions for a while, and finally just said: "Okay."

Song Ling left, leaving only Shen Zhao and Ji Mingshu in the office.

The air was quiet and stagnant. In fact, Ji Mingshu and Shen Zhao had almost no interaction. Except for the things Song Ling asked her to do every time, the two of them were not often alone like this.Every time he spoke, it was just a few polite words.

Ji Mingshu said, "I'll get you a glass of water."

Shen Zhao raised his head in a daze, "Oh, good."

When Ji Mingshu went out, Shen Zhao was the only one left in the office.

Shen Zhao looked at the office, and it was still the same as before. She remembered that when she came back last time, it was four years ago... She never came in again.

This is Song Ling's private office, which is in line with the simple style she likes, and the decoration is very stylish.

There was a framed photo on the desk, Shen Zhao looked over it, the corners of the photo were yellowed, it was an old photo.On it is a woman with a graceful appearance, half hugging a girl beside her. The girl is about seven or eight years old, but she is tall and tall. Shen Zhao can recognize it at a glance. It is Song Ling when she was a child.

And the person beside her, with similar features to her, should be her biological mother.

Song Ling never told her about her biological mother. In fact, not only her mother, but also her past life, she had heard from Meng Yunan before. As for what it was like, Song Ling never told her.

Regarding Song Ling's past, she seems to have never learned about it.

Raising his hand to pick up the photo frame, Shen Zhao looked at Song Ling who was a child in the photo, but just as the photo frame was picked up, a photo suddenly fell out of the interlayer inside.

The photo fell at his feet, Shen Zhao lowered his head, saw the photo, and looked slightly startled.

The person in the photo is her own sleeping face.

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment before bending over to pick it up.

She doesn't remember the scene in the photo anymore, there is only an enlarged sleeping figure, she is lying there with a shoulder as a pillow, in the dim light, perhaps it was secretly taken by Song Ling...

"There are still many drawers." Ji Mingshu came in with a cup, stood at the door, looked at Shen Zhao who was holding a photo at the desk, and said suddenly.

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at Ji Mingshu, he didn't understand what she said.

Ji Mingshu walked over, put the cup by the table, and opened the drawer of the table with his hand. Inside was a thick stack of photo albums.

As the boss's assistant, she understands that this is not what she should do.

But after so many years, as a person who witnessed all this with her own eyes, it was the first time for her to do this for her boss on her own initiative.

Love is not just giving, any kind of emotion needs to be responded to, she doesn't want to see what the boss has done silently in the past four years, no one knows.

She should know this.

Shen Zhao held the photo in his hand, and his eyes fell on the photo album lying in the drawer.

She could guess what those were, but she didn't have the courage to open them.Everyone kept silent about everything that happened in the past, acquiescing that it was a period of past.It seems that as long as you don't open it, everything can be safe and sound as if it never happened.

Break a vase, even if it is all glued together, it is no longer the original vase.

The broken mirror is reunited, but it is not the same as before.

"Xiang Jin lied to her. That shot was fake. It was all a conspiracy. She has been persistent in a conspiracy for many years, and she hurt you because of it." Some things still need to be explained after all, Ji Mingshu I never thought that one day, the person who explained this matter would be her.

"In the past four years, no one knows how deeply she loves you."

Shen Zhao reached out to flip through the photo album, only opened the first one, his eyes became hazy in an instant, tears filled up, blocking his sight.

Yes, she loves her.

She has no doubts about this.

Close the photo album and put it back in the drawer.She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, trying to pull out a smile. The sun slowly rose outside the window, and the warm winter sun's light fell on her side face, reflecting the teardrops hanging on her eyelashes. Those tears, refracted Shine brightly.

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After a while, Song Ling came back from finishing her work, and Ji Mingshu was outside the door. She walked over and asked, "Have you bought the tickets to Tingcheng yet?"

Ji Mingshu stood up and said, "I bought it, two."

Song Ling glanced at her and said, "You don't have to follow me."

Ji Mingshu said, "It belongs to Madam."

Song Ling was stunned when she heard Ji Mingshu's address of "Madam". This was the first time she heard Shen Zhao's address from someone else's mouth. It was a title that belonged to her body.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, walked straight into the office without saying anything.

The people in the room stood in front of the window with their backs to her.

Song Ling walked over, and after a moment of silence, she said to her: "You don't have to run around with me, don't worry about Resil's matter, I will take care of it."

Shen Zhao turned around, her gaze was gentle but firm, she looked at her, and said softly, "I know."

Song Ling stared at the face under the sun, the light shone in those warm eyes, because facing the light, she was in a trance for a moment, unable to see clearly.

After hesitating for a long time, she still asked her, "You're still worried about her, aren't you?"

Shen Zhao pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

She stepped towards her, came towards the light, walked to Song Ling's side, looked up at her slightly, with a gentle smile on her lips, and smiled softly: "I am your wife, there is no possibility, it is Care about you?"

The vase shattered and stuck together again, though not as before.

But when the sun shines in, it can also produce another kind of beauty.