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The whole night, the two of them tossed and tossed until dawn, and Shen Zhao was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep.

Song Ling didn't sleep all night, and went to work in the company early in the morning for a meeting.

After the routine meeting, I didn't rest until eleven o'clock.

Song Ling came out of the conference room, raised her wrist and looked at the time, remembering the madness of last night, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

— I don’t know if she’s awake or not.

Back in the office, Song Ling said to Ji Mingshu: "I'll go downstairs to the old building later and book a private room, call some project managers, and have a meal together."

Ji Mingshu was stunned for a moment, then said yes.

Usually, when the meeting is very late, the boss will also treat everyone to dinner, but he will usually call them over to eat, so as not to delay the work in the afternoon.

The boss seems to be in a good mood today, and he actually wants to book a box downstairs for dinner.

She remembered that yesterday seemed to be the day when Shen Zhao finished his exams, and the ticket for Chi Zhoubai's concert last night was probably related to Shen Zhao.

Without asking any more questions, Ji Mingshu left the office and went downstairs to book a box.

Song Ling picked up the mobile phone on the table, clicked on the address book, found Shen Zhao's phone number, was stunned for a moment, and finally called her.

The call rang for a long time before the other end was connected.

The voice was murmuring, probably not waking up yet.

"Are you awake?" Song Ling was in a good mood. She didn't sleep all night and had meetings all morning, but she didn't feel tired at all.

Shen Zhao drank alcohol yesterday and stayed awake all night, now he feels dizzy and heavy.Hearing the ringtone of the mobile phone, he connected the call without paying attention to who the caller ID was.

Hearing the voice on the phone, Shen Zhaocai realized that it was Song Ling's voice, and instantly woke up.

She took the phone away and glanced at the time on the screen, wondering why Song Ling called at this time.

Those crazy images of last night suddenly flashed into her mind, and Shen Zhao's heart was pounding. She put the handset of the mobile phone to her ear, and said softly, "I just woke up."

Song Ling chuckled, playing with the gel pen in her hand, and asked calmly, "Are you okay?"

Shen Zhao was suffocated by her question, and suddenly felt embarrassed, she lowered her eyes and did not answer her.

Song Ling could probably guess the expression of the person on the other end of the phone at the moment, and she stopped teasing her. She asked her softly: "It's noon, what do you want to eat? There is a Chinese restaurant downstairs in our company. The dishes are good. I Let Mingshu pack a copy and bring it to you later, okay?"

Shen Zhao stared blankly listening to the soft voice from the receiver, and had the illusion that Song Ling seemed to be a different person, and caught her off guard.

People say that they don't reach out to hit smiling people. She imagined Song Ling's countless attitudes towards her, but none of them were as gentle and close as they are now, which caught her off guard.

Song Ling didn't wait for her answer, and called her again: "Are you still there, can you hear me?"

Shen Zhao quickly came back to her senses, and she hurriedly said, "No need, I'll get up later and go to the hospital."

Song Ling didn't allow her to refuse, and said bluntly, "That's just right, I'll ask Mingshu to bring another light one, and let her take you to the hospital together."

Shen Zhao pursed his lips, and finally had no choice but to say yes lightly.

After the topic was over, there seemed to be nothing more to say, and there was a moment of silence on the phone.

What happened last night embarrassed her, Shen Zhao said nervously: "Is there anything else, I will hang up if there is nothing else."

Song Ling put down the pen in her hand, raised her legs, her posture was lazy and casual, her eyes were slightly bright, she smiled and said: "No, I will pick you up after get off work in the evening."

Shen Zhao pursed his lips, sat down on the bed with his head down, and didn't respond to her.

Outside the window, sunlight came in through the cracks in the curtains and shone on her body, and the floating dust could be vaguely seen rising and falling in the air.

She heard the voice on the other end of the phone, saying softly and gently: "Azhao, happy new year."

Shen Zhao sat there in a daze, and when she heard the phrase "Happy New Year", she suddenly had the illusion of a world away, and she replied lightly: "Happy New Year."

He hung up the phone silently, and the room was silent.

Shen Zhao stared at the phone in a daze, and the drowsiness gradually dissipated. She lifted the quilt, looked at the mottled marks on her body, and her heart sank to the bottom of her heart.

Downstairs in the Song Group, Song Ling and a few colleagues had lunch together until after one o'clock.

After the dinner was over, Ji Mingshu just got out of the car and walked towards this side. Song Ling saw her and asked, "Did you take her to the hospital?"

Ji Mingshu hummed, and said, "Yes."

Song Ling nodded lightly, and the managers behind her greeted her. Song Ling turned around and said a few more words, and they went upstairs to the office.

The Song Group opened a new store on the first floor. Song Ling looked across the road and asked calmly, "What store is that over there?"

Ji Mingshu followed her gaze, and said in a warm voice, "It's AngelEye's jewelry store. It just opened recently. I heard that there is only one in Jiangcheng in China."

AngelEye is a well-known luxury brand in France. It focuses on clothing design. The high-end dresses released in the spring and autumn fashion shows every year are the objects of the upper-class celebrities.

There is also a jewelry business under AE, but it is not in China. I did not expect to open one in Jiangcheng.

This is not a bustling commercial center, Song Ling was curious as to why luxury stores opened here.

Song Ling had a whim, she was tired from work just after eating, she raised her chin and said, "Go and see."

Before Ji Mingshu could react, she saw Song Ling walking forward, and she quickly followed.

Today, the boss is very different from usual.

I was at work, and actually went shopping in a jewelry store.

There was no one around. When Song Ling and Ji Mingshu walked into the store, there were only shop assistants and two customers inside.

This kind of luxury brand is generally not visited by people, and it is still a jewelry store.

So Ji Mingshu knew at a glance that the two girls were not ordinary people.

Probably not a famous lady or a certain female star in the entertainment industry.

The entire decoration of the store is resplendent and shining.

As soon as Song Ling walked in, she saw a necklace in the glass cabinet, which was AngelEye's classic style - swan neck.

Elegant and beautiful.

Song Ling knocked on the glass cabinet, her voice was light: "Please take a look at this necklace."

The clerk is very beautiful, she is a Chinese-Indian girl with profound features, but her Chinese is pretty standard.

She smiled and said: "Miss is really discerning. This necklace is the main necklace of our brand this winter. There is only one piece in every store in the world. The name is AngelEye. For uniqueness and loyalty in love."

The necklace is beautiful and so is the name.

Just as Song Ling was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from behind: "I want this necklace, please wrap it up."

Ji Mingshu froze for a moment, she raised her eyes to look at the person who was talking beside her, it was the girl standing on the other side just now.

The clerk was very educated. She smiled at the girl and said respectfully, "Miss, I'm sorry, but this lady was looking at this necklace first."

"Looking at it doesn't mean buying it." The girl snorted lightly, then took out the bank card in her bag, and said, "I'll swipe the card."

The clerk was a little embarrassed for a moment, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Song Ling didn't look at the person behind her, she turned her head to Ji Mingshu and said, "Mingshu..."

Ji Mingshu understood, took out a diamond card from his bag, put it on the counter, and said softly: "Please wrap the necklace up, thank you."

The clerk was stunned when he saw the card, then quickly raised his head to look at Song Ling, his eyes were startled, and he quickly said: "Yes... yes."

A few minutes later, the necklace was wrapped, and the clerk handed over the handbag and the diamond card together, bowed his waist and said, "You take it."

Ji Mingshu took it, and said lightly, "Thank you."

After buying the necklace, Song Ling didn't even look at the two people next to her, she turned around and left through the gate.

Seeing this, Chi Zhoubai behind him stared dumbfoundedly at Song Ling whose face was being dragged to the sky. It took him a long time to realize and cursed angrily: "What does she mean by that?! Why—"

Before she finished speaking, the manager next to her suddenly pinched her and reminded: "She is Song Ling."

Chi Zhoubai was also stunned, Song Ling... This name is not unfamiliar at all, her boss.

To be precise, her boss's boss.

Being cut off, Chi Zhoubai felt a little uncomfortable, and said unwillingly: "No wonder the necklace of more than 200 million won't even blink."

The manager also looked at the back of the far away indifferently, and added: "That necklace, you can't buy it with money. What kind of card was the card that her assistant took just now?"

Chi Zhoubai turned to her and asked, "What card?"

Broker: "Membership card."

Chi Zhoubai: "..."

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Song Ling drove to the hospital after get off work. Shen Zhao took care of Shen's father after dinner, and Shen's father fell asleep early.

As soon as she closed the door of the ward and came out, she turned around and bumped into Song Ling.

Shen Zhao raised his head, met her eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

Song Ling asked her lightly, "Are you asleep?"

Shen Zhao hummed, "Just fell asleep."

"Let's go." Song Ling took her hand and led her towards the elevator.

As soon as he walked to the corner of the front desk, Meng Yunan happened to come out of the bathroom, bumped into the two of them, glanced at them back and forth, and finally asked with a smile, "Going away?"

Song Ling looked at her indifferently: "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, she didn't talk to her any more, Song Ling took Shen Zhao and was about to leave.

Meng Yunan has been in a state of excitement recently, she smiled and looked at the backs of the two of them, one in front of the other, and suddenly called out: "Zhao Zhao—"

Shen Zhao froze for a moment, then looked back at her.

Meng Yunan didn't shy away, and said with a smile, "Treat us, Ah Ling."

Shen Zhao was stunned, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. Song Ling didn't like other people talking about her, so she pulled Shen Zhao behind her and said coldly, "Don't mind your own business."

After speaking, he dragged Shen Zhao into the elevator.

Meng Yunan hugged her chest and clicked her tongue twice: "Little heartless, it's not like this when you ask for help."

The elevator next to it just opened, and You Huan came out of the elevator with her bag in her hand, and bumped into Meng Yunan who was not far away. She asked, "What are you doing here?" After speaking, she looked around.

Meng Yunan's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, and he blurted out, "I'm waiting for you!"

You Huan raised his eyebrows lightly, and said deliberately: "Is that so, I don't believe it."

Meng Yunan walked over with a suppressed smile, and put her hand in the pocket of her coat. It was warm inside. She hugged her waist with both hands through the coat, and said with a smile: "I gave you my heart, don't you believe it? Why don't you have a conscience?"

You Huan was pulled close by her, and her body was almost pressed against her body. She raised her brows, her eyes were full of happy tenderness, and she smiled lightly with the corners of her lips curled up: "That's right, I believe it's okay! Who messed with you again?" Angry?"

"It's not my wolf-hearted niece."

"What about her?"

"Forget about her, wait for me, I'll pack up and get off work." Meng Yunan wrapped his arms around her waist, and led her into the dressing room, his voice was soft, tentative: "Will you go to my place tonight?"

You Huan suppressed a smile, put his back against the door, raised his head and said, "Yes!"

The kisses climbed up overwhelmingly, and the hand was stretched in from the white coat, which felt soft to the touch.

"Wife..."

"Ok?"

"Let's get married."

Meng Yunan opened his misty and wet eyes, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to go to the sky.

She raised her head and pecked her lips, again and again, and finally said: "Okay."