Biting the red lips

As if to confirm her words, Cheng Xue's knock on the door soon sounded: "Mr. Sheng, Mike has already arrived and is in Mr. Song's room."

Sheng Wan nodded and turned to look at Gu Huaichen: "I guess Song Qingye doesn't want to see you now, so just wait for me here."

Mr. Gu immediately acted like a good boy: "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Sheng Wan's well-behaved appearance made it difficult for her to speak, so she had no choice but to look away and open the door: "Let's go."

The door to Song Qingye's room was still half open, and there were two men speaking in French from inside the door.

Sheng Wan paused slightly and turned her head to look at Cheng Xue, who had a normal expression: "Gu Huaichen has already come here. You should go back and pack your things first, and then move to Gu's house with me later."

Cheng Xue pursed her lips slightly, but did not refuse after all: "Okay, then I'll go first."

Watching Cheng Xue enter the elevator, she turned around, knocked on the door casually, and walked straight in.

"Assistant Matt arrived faster than I thought."

His eyes glanced at the man sitting face to face with Song Qingye. His attitude was really not good, "I really feel bad about traveling thousands of miles to ask Assistant Matt to come back all the way."

"Mr. Sheng is too polite." The tall man stood up and bowed slightly to Sheng Wan, "I was just following Mr. Song's instructions."

Unlike Song Qingye and Sheng Wan, Mike is a hybrid of Hua and Yuan, so even if he stands next to the stern-faced Song Qingye, he still does not fall behind.

His black hair and blue eyes combined with the deep facial features unique to Westerners are truly unforgettable.

But he was obviously used to Sheng Wan's attitude, and the smile on his face did not change at all.

"I would like to ask for Mr. Sheng's guidance during these days."

"I'd better ask Assistant Matt to take care of me."

Sheng Wan looked away and looked at Song Qingye, "Assistant Matt doesn't have to move to the Gu family with me."

"No need, I will arrange an apartment for him near the industrial park." Song Qingye probably also knew that Sheng Wan did not like his special assistant very much. "He is only responsible for the affairs here in the industrial park. Cheng Xue will still be responsible for other things."

The implication is that if there is nothing wrong, this person will not come to hang out with you.

Sheng Wan was finally satisfied with this arrangement, but before she could speak, she heard Mike ask with a smile: "Speaking of Special Assistant Cheng, why didn't you see her coming with Mr. Sheng?"

Sheng Wan glanced at the man's tall nose with her peripheral vision, and said with a smile: "Assistant Matt only needs to do his job well. You don't need to ask about other things."

"Mr. Sheng misunderstood," Mike's smile remained unchanged, "I just did it out of concern for my colleagues and had no other intentions."

Sheng Wan sneered: "It's best this way."

"Okay," Song Qingye was extremely helpless, interrupting the conversation between the two and looking at Mike, "You go and hand over some work to Cheng Xue first, and then come back after the completion."

Sheng Wan wanted to stop him, but she saw that Song Qingye had already turned to her coldly: "You stay here first, I want to talk to you about something."

After watching Mike exit, Song Qingye whispered: "Are you worrying too much?"

Sheng Wan pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Employees' private lives are their own business. As a leader, you must know how to distinguish between public and private matters."

Song Qingye pinched his forehead and said with a rare hint of tiredness in his tone, "How can I safely leave Shenghong to you like this?"

Although it was clear that Song Qingye was right, Sheng Wan still couldn't help but retort: ​​"I still feel that people with lacking character need to be cautious when using them."

"How do you know that it's definitely Mike's fault regarding their relationship?"

Song Qingye looked at Sheng Wan, "What if I said that there is a high probability that there is no mistress involved between the two of them, but they broke up peacefully?"

Sheng Wan frowned: "You want to say that Cheng Xue is lying to me? She has been with me for many years, and I still trust her." "Then Mike has been with me for more than ten years. Do you think I should trust him more?" Woolen cloth?"

Sheng Wan pursed her lips again. Although she said no more, her expression was still stubborn.

"It's hard for both parties involved in emotional matters to explain clearly, and you're just an outsider."

Song Qingye sighed again, "I know that you regard Qiao Huan as a friend, but you must know more clearly that she is your subordinate."

"Okay." Seeing that Sheng Wan still lowered his head and said nothing, Song Qingye waved his hand gently, "Has the guy named Gu already been here? Please quickly pack your things and leave with him."

Sheng Wan turned around silently and walked outside. When her fingertips touched the doorknob, she paused slightly.

"Song Qingye, thank you very much."

When she returned upstairs, Gu Huaichen had already emptied the luggage in the room. Sheng Wan looked around the room, then turned to look at the bodyguard standing outside the door: "Where is the person?"

The bodyguard has been following Sheng Wan for a long time over the years and has learned Chinese well: "Mr. Gu has gone to check out."

Sheng Wan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "There are so many people, so why don't he go and handle it himself?"

The bodyguard spread his hands: "I told you I would go, but Mr. Gu didn't allow it."

Sheng Wan raised her head and said, "Okay, since there's nothing going on, let's go."

Seeing Sheng Wan coming out, Gu Huaichen opened the passenger door with his right hand and blocked the door frame with his left hand: "Be careful."

Sheng Wan raised her eyebrows and stepped forward to get into the car. Her eyes swept over the car to get familiar with the interior, but suddenly froze at a certain place.

On the wide platform above the dashboard, a fat cat with a stinky face placed its arms on its hips and stared at everything in the car.

Sheng Wan turned to look at the man behind her.

He didn't seem to notice anything strange about Sheng Wan at all. He was looking at her feet with all his attention at the moment, as if he was worried that she would hurt him if she missed the step.

Sheng Wan pursed her lips slightly and stepped into the car.

After helping to fasten his seat belt, Gu Huaichen walked around to the driving position and sat down.

The vehicle moved smoothly toward home, and the driver's excitement was palpable.

"Aunt Zhou heard that you were back. She was so excited that she didn't sleep well for several days. She planned to visit you but was afraid of delaying your business."

"I told her in the morning that you could move back in the afternoon. She must be so happy now that she can't even find the north."

"I haven't touched anything related to you at home. You go home and see if there is anything else that needs to be added."

Sheng Wan heard the people next to her chattering, but her eyes remained on the fat cat.

Finally, she turned her head and looked at the man: "Gu Huaichen."

The man also tilted his head slightly, with undisguised joy on his eyebrows from the corner of his eye: "Huh?"

"Where did you find this cat?"

Gu Huaichen's eyes also moved to Sha Mao, and the curvature of his lips could not help but decrease a bit: "I found this from the car you used to drive."

Sheng Wan looked at the cat. She still remembered it very clearly. She kept this cat because she felt that it was very similar to the person in front of her. Later...

Even she herself didn't know where the cat was thrown into the car.