Chapter 32 032 My sister didn't even mention you!

Tang Sijia was in Lu Langzhou's car when she received a text message from an unfamiliar number.

The phone "ding dong" sounded, and when she saw the words "Congratulations on your promotion", she had already guessed the owner of the number.

Frowning, Tang Sijia ignored it, and even couldn't muster the energy to block it.

Anyway, no matter how many times she blocked it, he would always have a new number.

"Whose message?" Lu Langzhou glanced at her, "Sijia, are you in a bad mood?"

"Junk text message," Tang Sijia smiled, "No, it's just..."

She paused before continuing, "Maybe I'm a little anxious because I suddenly have to take charge of a project independently."

Lu Langzhou nodded in understanding, "Just like when I first defended my client in court, I was so nervous that my hands and feet were cold, but I'll get used to it."

"Yeah." Tang Sijia nodded slightly in agreement.

"By the way, Sijia, why did you suddenly go to the previous house?" Lu Langzhou asked casually, but he couldn't help but slightly exert force on the steering wheel.

Tang Sijia turned her head and looked at Lu Langzhou's profile, who was concentrating on driving. Suddenly, she felt a tear in her nose.

In fact, they were just ordinary people.

They were just dating normally, and they got married because they wanted to have a stable life and buy a house of their own.

But now, because of her, he might be dragged into this game controlled by those high-ranking people.

If they want to end it, they will leave resolutely, saying "We can't have a future." If they

want to start over, they can use money and power to decide the fate that ordinary people can't achieve in their lifetime.

She wanted to tell Lu Langzhou everything that had just happened.

But what about after that?

If he hesitated, could they continue?

Even if he refused, this matter itself was a trampling on human dignity and feelings, and there would be no seamless gap between them as before.

In the future, every time he was in trouble or promoted, would he suspect that it was another man related to his wife?

It was a dead end whether he said it or not.

"Why are you looking at me like this all of a sudden?" When the traffic light turned red, Lu Langzhou stopped the car, smiled at her, raised his hand and pinched the back of her hand.

Tang Sijia looked at him holding her hand: "Langzhou."

"Hmm?"

"Have you been very busy recently?" Tang Sijia asked in a low voice.

"Well, the cases have suddenly increased," Lu Langzhou smiled, "but it's good to be busy, it makes me feel safe, and our little home will have more start-up funds in the future." "

In fact, the home I yearn for does not necessarily have to be a big house or have a lot of money," Tang Sijia turned slightly, "Langzhou, you don't have to be so busy."

The light turned green, Lu Langzhou took back the hand holding her, and laughed a few times: "Why are you so serious today?"

Tang Sijia looked at the empty hand and was stunned.

"I promise you, Sijia," Lu Langzhou was silent for a while, "I will only be busy with these few cases at hand during this period, and I will not take on new ones for the time being. I will accompany you well later, okay?"

Tang Sijia curled the corners of her lips and nodded.

"By the way," Lu Langzhou thought of something, "one of the clients I'm responsible for has a wedding photography business."

"When I'm done with this, shall we go take wedding photos? Sijia, I always feel like I owe you too much."

Tang Sijia looked at his serious expression and nodded, "Okay."

Half an hour later, the two arrived downstairs of Tang Sijia's current residential area. As soon as they stopped the car, Lu Langzhou's cell phone rang.

Without even having time to drink a sip of water, Lu Langzhou sent her downstairs and hurried back to the law firm.

Tang Sijia stared at the black Audi's car disappearing into the night. It stopped for a long time before slowly going upstairs.

It should have been a happy day, with the copyright contract signed and the job promotion, but it seemed to have changed in an instant.

There was a sense of absurd distortion everywhere.

The doorbell rang in the night.

Tang Sijia came back to his senses and saw through the video doorbell that the delivery man in yellow delivery uniform was looking at the camera and smiling: "Hello, your takeaway has arrived."

Tang Sijia frowned and opened the door. The takeaway bag in the delivery man's hand was from the same restaurant as the takeaway that was delivered in the early morning last time.

Tang Sijia's eyebrows gradually relaxed. Just as he was about to take the takeaway, his cell phone rang. It was a message from Lu Langzhou: [Sijia, I just finished my work. Have you rested yet? ]

Tang Sijia was slightly startled. Looking at the takeaway in his hand, an absurd idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Seeing that the delivery man was about to turn around and leave, Tang Sijia stopped him: "Excuse me, who ordered the takeaway, do you know?"

The delivery man was puzzled: "You don't know either?"

Tang Sijia shook his head.

The delivery man took out his cell phone and took a look: "I only show a virtual number here, but the user name for ordering food is an English name."

"It's called... Chris."

Tang Sijia's face changed. Although the food bag exuded an enticing aroma, he no longer had any appetite.

She handed the takeaway bag back to the delivery man: "Sorry, please return it or throw it away, I don't need it."

This time, Tang Sijia closed the door directly.

Obviously, the dinner she had last time was no longer in her stomach, but her stomach still felt disgusted belatedly.

The phone in her hand rang, ringing again and again.

Tang Sijia looked down and saw the unfamiliar number flashing quietly on the screen.

She ignored it and let it continue to ring.

After an unknown amount of time, the ringing finally stopped, and a text message came: [You didn't eat tonight, you shouldn't refuse. ]

Tang Sijia deleted the text message calmly, just pretending that what happened tonight had never happened.

In the next period of time, Tang Sijia's work gradually became busy.

Signing the copyright of "Dream", which is one of the company's most important projects recently, the relevant personnel of the content center have brainstormed no less than three times, and finally decided to schedule the formal script seminar in three days.

Tang Sijia specially invited Song He to come.

Perhaps because he rarely goes to such work places, Song He was wearing a tailor-made suit when he first arrived at the company, looking reserved and shy.

Of course, colleagues in the content center were even more reserved. After all, it was the first time for everyone to see the heroic scene of four bodyguards standing at the door of the department with their horses and swords.

"It doesn't matter. You can listen to everyone's ideas and tell everyone about the effect you want or the picture in your mind when you write these words." Tang Sijia whispered to comfort Song He.

Song He nodded hesitantly: "Then can I sit next to my sister?"

"Of course." Tang Sijia smiled.

The seminar started soon. Tang Sijia listened to his colleagues describing their ideas one by one while organizing the notes on the computer, occasionally adding his own sudden ideas.

Some people were obviously more interested in Song He's ideas. After everyone finished speaking, they all looked expectantly at Song He.

Song He's face instantly turned red as blood. He stood up, stammered a few words, and ran out of the door in a panic.

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Tang Sijia in confusion.

Tang Sijia asked everyone to discuss it on their own first. When he walked out of the meeting room, he did not see Song He. Then he saw four bodyguards guarding the stairwell door.

Tang Sijia walked forward and saw Song He sitting alone on the stairs, hugging his knees.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up at her: "Sister, did I embarrass you?"

"No way," Tang Sijia smiled, "They all envy me for being friends with the great writer Song He."

"But... just now," Song He was silent for a while, "I don't know why, I saw everyone staring at me, I was scared and wanted to run away."

"Sister, my elder brother may be right, I am not suitable to go out, I can't make friends, I should hide behind him..."

"No," Tang Sijia shook her head, "You said you can't make friends, then do you think we are friends now?"

"Of course." Song He nodded vigorously.

"So, you are obviously very good at making friends," Tang Sijia thought carefully, "You know, I didn't have many friends in college."

"Really?" Song He looked at her with wide eyes.

"Yes," Tang Sijia nodded, "You think, I am such a hard person to make friends, you have become friends with me, everyone will definitely like you more."

Song He pursed his lips, his expression was obviously still tangled.

"Or..." Tang Sijia looked around, "This place is quite spacious. If you like it, it's a good choice for everyone to have a meeting here."

Song He was surprised: "Will they come?"

"Maybe," Tang Sijia curled his lips, "Thanks to your book, I was promoted to team leader, so it's okay to decide the meeting place."

Song He hesitated for a long time and shook his head: "Let's not do it. It's colder here than the conference room. If everyone has a meeting here, they will think I'm difficult to get along with."

"So..."

Song He: "My sister and I will go back."

Back in the conference room, everyone was obviously still arguing about the plot. They stopped when they heard the door open and looked at Song He at the door.

After a short silence, Song He glanced at Tang Sijia.

Tang Sijia smiled encouragingly, and the latter finally returned to his seat, stood up, and quietly expressed his thoughts.

At first, Song He spoke a little haltingly, but it became smoother and smoother later, and everyone was gradually attracted to it. Soon it became a book discussion, and they asked additional questions about some issues in the book.

The seminar was over at 8pm. Song He was obviously thirsty because he rarely spoke so much at once.

Tang Sijia handed him a glass of water and told him to have a good rest tonight.

Song He was going to take Tang Sijia home, but when he learned that Tang Sijia had to work overtime to sort out the materials, he responded listlessly and got in the car with his bodyguard.

It was past 9pm when he got home, and Song Xiuren had already gone home from work.

This was the first time that Song He experienced the feeling of doing something he liked with other people. He felt excited and rushed to the study room as soon as he entered the villa: "Brother, everyone likes me very much today!"

Song Xiuren was staring at the complicated data on the computer screen. He glanced at him when he heard it: "Huh?"

"Really!" Song He was afraid that he would not believe it, so he opened the photo album on his mobile phone, "Everyone took a photo with me, saying that I am cute and my ideas are very interesting."

"Especially my sister!" Song He said proudly, "My sister likes me."

Song Xiuren's fingers on the keyboard paused, and finally looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and then took off his glasses: "What did you talk about?"

"About work," Song He was about to speak, and then covered his mouth, "My sister said that the script has not been decided yet, and it must be kept confidential. No one can tell."

Song Xiuren was silent for a while: "What else did you say?"

"Ah?" Song He didn't understand why his eldest brother asked so patiently today, and suddenly thought of something, "Brother, do you still suspect that my sister bought my book in order to get close to you?"

"Don't worry, my sister didn't mention you all day. My sister doesn't want to be my sister-in-law at all!"

Song Xiuren's eyes darkened, and he didn't say anything this time.

"But, I think my sister can be my wife, so that we can always play together in the future..." Song He muttered.

"You can't," Song Xiuren interrupted his fantasy, and then realized something and lowered his eyes, "She's married."

"My sister is married?" Song He was surprised, "Then can my sister still play with me? No, I want to ask her..."

As he said, he had already taken out his mobile phone, found Tang Sijia's avatar, and sent a message.

While waiting for a reply, Song He's mouth was not idle: "I think my sister's husband is not good to her at all..."

Song Xiuren's eyes moved and fell on him: "Did you see it?"

"That's not the case," Song He pursed his lips, "It's just... my sister worked overtime so late today, and her husband didn't come to pick her up. It's so late, I'm afraid to walk alone at night, and my sister has to take the subway..." Song Xiuren

's eyes slowly moved away from him, his eyes were heavy.

The cell phone at hand rang. Song Xiuren glanced at it, and his expression gradually returned to his usual calmness. He picked up the phone and walked to the window.

Seeing this, Song He knew that he was going to be busy again. He didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and walked out.

Song Xiuren listened to the sound of the door closing, pressed the answer button, and said calmly: "It's so late, is there something?"

Shi Chuan's voice was a little hoarse: "Thank you for the contract."

Song Xiuren frowned, then smiled gently: "Mr. Shi can't thank me. I was originally planning to sign the contract."

Shi Chuan was quiet for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it because of Song He?"

Song Xiuren was silent: "...I guess so."

"Yeah." Shi Chuan responded in a low voice, "I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Song Xiuren agreed, ended the call, and looked out the window through the French window.

In the yard, Song He probably didn't receive a reply, so he went straight to the phone. At this time, he was talking to the person on the other end of the phone with a beaming face.

Song Xiuren watched quietly.

Didn't he mention him?

*

The other end of the phone.

Shi Chuan hung up the phone and looked at the man on the sofa at the other end of the office: "Are you free?"

William's fingers kept flying on the phone, replying to the message from the client on the other side, and sneered: "Which eye of yours saw that I was free?"

After replying, he locked the phone screen, threw it on the coffee table, and looked at the pale boy: "Are you really not going back to Haicheng?"

"Yeah." Shi Chuan replied casually.

"Did your mother agree?"

"She can only agree."

Seeing this, William knew that he was afraid of showing his fangs to his mother, and sighed: "What about your father? Is he planning to be a loving father and a filial son?"

Shi Chuan suddenly chuckled: "Do you think it's possible?"

William frowned.

"Lin Qing said that Jiang Huaian's physical condition has been very bad during this period." Shi Chuan said indifferently.

"Lin Qing? You and her are still connected..." William squinted his eyes and looked at him before he finished speaking, "When did you bribe Lin Qing?"

As Jiang Huaian's right-hand assistant, I don't know how many people have tried to dig out Jiang Huaian's information through Lin Qing over the years, but they were all blocked by a few ounces.

"That's not called bribery, it's called the same interests and goals," Shi Chuan knocked on the table, "Jiang Huaian is conceited and arrogant in his bones, and Lin Qing is the only woman in Jiang Huaian's think tank."

William immediately understood.

Lin Qing is already 35 years old this year. She stayed in Hansi Group at the age of 25 for a full ten years, just to prove her ability.

But his uncle... He is in a high position, an absolutely selfish superior, and a cold-blooded chauvinist.

"What else do you have to prepare?" William looked at Shi Chuan's calm expression, and his intuition told him that he must be hiding something from him.

Shi Chuan lowered his eyes: "Jiang Huaian was very unhappy about my return to Beijing. He originally wanted to demote me to the grassroots level to teach me a lesson. So, I joined forces with a hedge fund to set up an SPV in the International Business Company."

William: "How many outstanding shares of Hansi did you secretly absorb?"

"Seven percent." "

Nearly 15% of the voting rights," William sighed, "I didn't expect you to do so many things just after returning to Beijing."

"You didn't do it just after returning to Beijing." Shi Chuan said.

William looked at him in astonishment: "When you were in Haicheng, did you already plan to come back?"

"But it's still a step too late," Shi Chuan took out his old mobile phone, habitually found the video, watched it quietly, and his gloomy pupils gradually became a little brighter, "But it's almost time." "

William, I feel that she will be back to me soon."

"What did you do?"

Shi Chuan did not respond.

William followed his line of sight and watched the video. The girl was smiling and stretched out her hand to block the camera: "Shi Chuan, I said that I don't want you to do something that you will regret, and this time is the same." "

Sometimes, missed is missed. She is already married. This is a fact."

The faint smile on Shi Chuan's lips gradually disappeared, and only indifference remained in his eyes.

He exited the video and looked up at William. After a long time, he suddenly pointed to the folder beside him and asked: "What color is this?"

William was puzzled: "Sky blue?" After saying that, he frowned, "Or is there a more accurate expression in Chinese?"

"It's sky blue," Shi Chuan pointed to his eyes, "I see sky blue here, but here..."

He nodded in the direction of his heart: "It's gray."

"What do you mean?"

"William, all the colors I see, my heart tells me, are meaningless. But Tang Sijia is different, she is colorful."

She stood there quietly, enough to be a landscape.

How could he have thought that he could let go easily?

William's expression gradually became serious. Even though he had been in contact with Shi Chuan for several years, he had never known about this matter: "When did it happen?"

Shi Chuan shrugged: "After I was ten years old."

William was stunned.

He had investigated Shi Chuan's previous affairs.

Zhou Qing has always been a paranoid person.

When he was ten years old, Jiang Huaian abandoned Zhou Qing and her son abroad. At that time, Zhou Qing thought that Jiang Huaian would definitely come back, but Shi Chuan's previous injuries were too light to keep him.

So, she used a sharp eyebrow razor to cut Shi Chuan's wrist.

But that time, only the family doctor rushed into the villa, and Jiang Huaian did not appear from beginning to end.

William's thoughts were pulled away from his memories. Looking at the expressionless boy, he said helplessly: "I didn't expect that I would say this."

"I can't control you if you are a mistress, but if someone finds out, don't say you know me."

*

Tang Sijia worked overtime until ten o'clock that night before going home.

Perhaps after sorting out the context of the book, she felt more relaxed than before.

After returning home, Tang Sijia sent a message to Lu Langzhou, asking him if he was done with his work.

When he didn't reply immediately, she went to wash up. When she

came out of the bathroom, wiping her half-dry hair, her phone just happened to light up.

Lu Langzhou: [Sijia, Dad got a promotion! ]

[During the New Year's Day holiday, let's go home and celebrate with our family, right? ]