Staying in the heating room, Song Huayi's hands and feet slowly warmed up, and his hands were stiff when he held chopsticks at first.

Wearing this tight-fitting dress, Song Huayi felt very uncomfortable when she sits, but she also told herself all the time that in order to maintain the image of a lady, even eating became slow and orderly.

Zhan Shaoyin looked at Song Huayi, who was dressed and behaved unusually, and couldn't understand what she experienced yesterday, and today became strange.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that the time when Song Huayi came yesterday was about the time when Meng Qianjun left, and the two of them were very likely to meet.

Looking back, the overall feeling of her appearance today is somewhat similar to Meng Qianjun's style...... This seems to explain her anomaly today.

However, she knew that Meng Qianjun had come to the company to look for him, but she didn't ask him why Meng Qianjun came, which was not like her at all.

“…… Did anyone come to the company yesterday to look for you? ”

As soon as he thought about it, Song Huayi asked.

Zhan Shaoyin couldn't help laughing in his heart, sure enough, how to change the skin outside, she was still the same person.

Knowing what she wanted to ask, Zhan Shaoyin deliberately pretended to be confused and said, "Yes, a lot." ”

Song Huayi added: "Female." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "There are a lot of them." ”

Song Huayi was stunned for a moment, looked up at him and then began to mutter: "I really thought you were very busy in the company all day." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "If you don't worry, you can come to the company every day to guard it." ”

Song Huayi: "A man has to be obedient to himself, and he can't keep it for a while, so it's rare for me to care about your!" ”

"The Qian family will hold a jade charity auction tomorrow night, and she will invite me to participate with you."

Song Huayi: "It's my business." ”

"How many times have you said that?

Girls, don't open your mouth and shut up is fart. ”

Song Huayi snorted coldly and ate heavily.

After the meal, Zhan Shaoyin was called away by Qiao Mingcan, Song Huayi cleaned up the table, and when he went to the pantry to make coffee, he heard several girls in the pantry talking and laughing: "I was at the elevator door just now, and I saw the third young man scolding the third lady. ”

"Haven't they always had a good relationship?

How could the third young man scold Madame? ”

"It's not scolding, it's just that Mrs. came today wearing a very thin skirt, and then Sanshao angrily reprimanded her twice, I just got out of the elevator and saw Sanshao squatting down to tease Mrs. Madame's long skirt, probably to see if she was wearing socks inside, that look quite cute."

"I'm so envious, Mrs. will always be like a child who doesn't grow up in front of Sanshao, and they all say that only a woman who is pampered in marriage will live like a child forever."

As soon as she heard this, the smile on Song Huayi's face immediately faded, although it was a good word, but she didn't like to hear others say that she was like a child, and besides, she didn't get Zhan Shaoyin's favor at all in marriage?

A girl noticed Song Huayi's arrival, and immediately silenced her eyes, and hurriedly greeted her and said, "Hello, madam." ”

Then he left the pantry.

Song Huayi brewed two cups of coffee and secretly added half a sugar to his coffee.

Half of his desk is reserved for her, and she usually has time to either write homework or catch up with sketches.

Before, she always brought her own computer, and she always shipped the computer for free, and then he specially equipped her with a computer and a drawing board, and installed several software that she commonly used. -->>

Song Huayi thinks that he is the kind of person who is more realistic, and he still prefers this kind of man who silently thinks about doing things for her compared to nice sweet words, but it would be better if he could add a little sweet words to this.

But Song Huayi now hopes that he will be okay a day and scold her less, and she is not extravagant to say sweet words.

When Zhan Shaoyin came back, he saw that Song Huayi was honestly rushing the draft, so he didn't bother her, and went straight to his place and sat down.

The two glanced at each other, neither of them spoke, Zhan Shaoyin took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and put down the cup casually.

Song Huayi, who had been secretly staring at him, couldn't help asking, "Didn't you drink something different?" ”

He turned on his computer and said, "It's sugar." ”

"Can you drink all this?

What do you think?

Wouldn't it taste better with some sugar? ”

He didn't speak, but flipped through the papers in his hand and picked up a pen to write something.

Song Huayi Nunu didn't make a sound anymore and continued to paint his own.

She was really uncomfortable in this dress, and she couldn't stretch her feet.

Looking at the top half of the table, she was still a well-dressed girl, but under the table her high heels were kicked aside, and her bare feet were on the carpet and the other was hooked on the leg of the stool.

When she is serious about creation, she will be very devoted, and she will not bite the pen and shake her legs like when she is doing her homework, and she will be distracted when she is shaking.

"Hum-hum-" Zhan Shaoyin picked up the mobile phone ringing on the table and connected the phone directly.

Song Huayi glanced obliquely and listened with his ears pricked up.

It's just that Zhan Shaoyin picked up the phone and didn't say anything, and she couldn't hear what was said on the phone, so she only felt that her tone was very anxious.

"Sanshao, Xiaochuan he...... He's dead. ”

Zhan Shaoyin's eyes were silent, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't seem surprised by such news, "When did it happen?" ”

"In the morning, everything was fine, and the doctor just went to the ward to find that he was ......" "What about the cause of death?"

"The preliminary judgment is that it looks like poisoning, but the food is provided by our hospital, and other patients are fine, and we are also investigating in the canteen."

"Okay, I know, you just need to cooperate with the police investigation."

As soon as he hung up the phone, he saw Song Huayi looking at him with curiosity: "Who died?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin glanced at her: "It's none of your business, draw your little yellow picture." ”

Song Huayi glanced at the kissing screen drawn on his computer screen, and immediately turned the computer screen to the side with a red face: "You peek at me?" ”

"You don't have to look to know it."

Song Huayi thought, she has slept all the time, and there is nothing to hide from painting a painting, besides, she is called art! After drawing two more strokes on the computer, Song Huayi still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked him: "Is it that the person who committed the murder at the funeral is dead?" ”

Before Zhan Shaoyin could speak, he heard Song Huayi say again: "Don't you think someone instructed him?" ”

"I can't think of anything you can think of?"

Song Huayi leaned closer to him and asked, "Then who do you think it is?" ”

When Zhan Shaoyin heard her ask, he knew that she must have her own thoughts in her heart, so she didn't answer and asked, "Who do you think it is?" ”

Song Huayi put down his pen and looked at him, and said, "Actually, I have long suspected a person, but I have never dared to tell you." ”