Afraid to hurt her

Putting the water on the table, Song Anyi rubbed her sore forehead and walked to Tang Ruochu's side.

 "What did Mr. Shen say?" Song Anyi asked.

 Tang Ruochu turned his head to look at her, a hint of interest appeared in his eyes, "An Yi, do you care so much about what Mo Fei says?" "

 "Huh?" Song Anyi looked at her funny, "Why do I care about him?" I care about you and want to ask Mr. Shen how to deal with Lu Xiaolin. "

 "Really?" Raising her eyebrows, Tang Ruochu smiled, and didn't embarrass her, and directly changed her words, "Removed Lu Xiaolin's position as deputy manager." "

 Seeing that she didn't continue to ask about Shen Mofei, Song Anyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard that Lu Xiaolin had been removed, and the whole person was instantly excited.

 "Really? Really removed Lu Xiaolin? "

 "Of course it's true." Seeing her so excited, Tang Ruochu couldn't help but laugh and shook his head helplessly.

 "Now, look at how arrogant she is!"

 As long as she thought that Lu Xiaolin relied on her as the deputy manager before, and she bullied Chu Chu, Song Anyi was angry.

 Now, though, it's finally relieved.

 "I have good news for you."

 "What's the good news?"

 Song Anyi looked at Tang Ruochu in confusion.

 "Removed Lu Xiaolin's position as deputy manager, and you took over this position."

 Song Anyi was stunned and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

 Tang Ruochu frowned, raised his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "An Yi, are you stupidly happy with this?" "

 Suddenly, "Ah! Song Anyi burst out with a scream, she grabbed Tang Ruochu's hand excitedly, "Chuchu, I actually became the deputy manager, it's incredible!" "

 The corners of her eyes twitched slightly, Tang Ruochu pulled out her hand from her hand, and glanced at her angrily, "Look at your little talent, just a deputy manager is so excited, if you become a general manager in the future, you won't be crazy." "

 "You don't understand, Hatsuchu. I always thought that I could only be a small reporter in my life, and I never dared to be an assistant manager, manager or something. Because I don't think such a good thing will come to me. "

 Song Anyi kept smirking, but the words she said made Tang Ruochu a little sad.

 "Fool, you are so good, gold always shines." Tang Ruochu touched her head in distress.

 Song Anyi smiled silly at her, "Yes, gold always shines." "

 Tang Ruochu smiled softly and didn't say anything more.

 Here, as soon as Shen Mofei hung up his sister-in-law's phone, he immediately dialed his cousin again.

 "Say."

 Very neat and concise words, very much in line with his cousin's temperament.

 "Brother, I have something to tell you." There was a hint of caution in Shen Mofei's voice.

 There was silence over there, without a single sound, and there was something oppressive and frightening.

 Shen Mofei swallowed his saliva before he slowly spoke: "Brother, something happened to my sister-in-law today..."

 "Huh?" There was a hint of coldness in the monosyllabic voice.

 Shen Mofei's back was cold, and suddenly, he had the idea of directly slapping the phone.

 But then I thought that if I didn't take the initiative to tell him now, the consequences would definitely be miserable.

 Anyway, it's a knife to stretch out and shrink your head, so it's better to be happy.

 So, he gritted his teeth and told the man on the other side of the phone all the ins and outs of the matter without a trace of ambiguity.

 There was silence again, Shen Mofei had a handsome face, and now he would definitely not be able to escape the blame.

 After a long time, a low and cold sounded.

 "There is a project ... in South Africa"

 Before he finished speaking, Shen Mofei immediately took it, "Brother, such a far place is not suitable for you to go, you should accompany your sister-in-law more, and I will go for you." "

 As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Mofei suddenly wanted to cry.

 "Hmm. Remember to write a report and give it to me when you come back. "

 Still want to write a report? Shen Mofei not only wants to cry but also wants to die now.

 Why did he have to be crushed to death by his cousin? Why? Isn't it supposed that my brother loves my brother?

 Just when Shen Mofei was wailing, a fluttering word came from the phone.

 "Grandpa, I'll help you out."

 All right. Shen Mofei sighed, his grandfather would only listen to his cousin, so some things could only be solved by his cousin.

 That's why he always admired and revered his cousin.

 As soon as he learned that she was burned, Lu Shijin threw down the work at hand and hurried home.

 ...

 Pushing open the bedroom door, I saw a figure lying on the bed at a glance.

 Walked to the bedside, looked down, and his eyes fell on her quiet face, with dark pupils rippling with shallow streamers.

 Looking down, the neckline of her pajamas was a little low, so he could see the flush on her chest.

 His heart slashed hard, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes were full of distress. I reached out and wanted to touch it, but when I was about to touch it, my fingers slowly curled.

 He was afraid of hurting her.

 Tang Ruochu, who was sleeping in a daze, faintly felt that someone was watching him.

 But this is her own home, how can anyone look at her?

 After struggling for a while, she slowly opened her eyes, and a familiar voice fell into her eyes.

 "World Brocade." Without thinking about who it was, she just blurted out.

 Hearing her voice, Lu Shijin withdrew his gaze on her chest, looked at her, and snorted slightly: "Well, it's me."

 "Why are you back?"

 Isn't he supposed to be at work?

 Tang Ruochu sat up, and Lu Shijin took a pillow and put it behind her.

 His eyes swept over the wound on her chest, and he said lightly, "Come back and see you."

 Noticing his gaze, she raised her eyebrows, "Murphy told you." "

 He didn't answer, but the distress in his eyes was clearly visible.

 Tang Ruochu smiled, "It's just a slight burn, it's not a big problem." You don't have to be nervous. "

 "It's all red like this, it's just a slight burn?" Lu Shijin frowned tightly, "I'll take you to another doctor." "

 As he spoke, he was about to pick her up.

 "It's fine." Tang Ruochu raised his hand against his chest and smiled helplessly, "It's really fine, it's just a slight burn, and I feel much better after rubbing the medicine." "

 Seeing that he still didn't believe it, Tang Ruochu sighed softly, then held his hand, looked up into his black eyes, and pouted aggrievedly: "I want to eat the porridge you made."

 Lu Shijin stared at her deeply, knowing that she didn't want him to worry too much and be too nervous, so he deliberately turned his attention.

 He squeezed her hand, then let go, "What porridge do you want to eat?" "

 Tang Ruochu smiled, "Seafood porridge." "

 "Wait." Rubbing her hair dotingly, he turned and walked out of the room.

 Seeing his figure disappear at the door, Tang Ruochu breathed a sigh of relief, and then a sweet and happy smile appeared on his lips.

 He threw away his work and came back to see her, which shows how nervous he was. But she didn't want to let herself affect his work.

 Biting her lip, she made a decision.

 When it's time to eat, she's going to talk to him about it.