Dear Mr. Shi

In the quiet office, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and all the lights were still on. When Yuhan turned on the computer, Liu Yuandong knocked on the door and walked in.

He gently put a piece of information on the desk: "Boss, this is what you want, the latest investigation, and the information about the old man."

Shi Yuhan nodded, but did not speak.

Liu Yuandong stood a little hesitantly, and then said: "If there is no other order, I will go out."

"Wait." Shi Yuhan stopped her, and then said: "If you have something, just say it."

Liu Yuandong was slightly surprised, the boss' eyes were really poisonous, he hesitated for a moment, and he was actually aware of it.

Knowing that he had concealed the Boss, he said softly: "The man that day was not sent by the old man, but someone from the current state politics. Also, after Si Jianan was discharged from the hospital, he lived in his wife's villa."

When Yuhan's eyes suddenly fell cold when he saw it, Liu Yuandong hurriedly said, "However, the second youngest Li, also lives in the villa."

"Well, I got it!" Shi Yuhan was thoughtful, but did not show it on the face, just let Liu Yuandong go out first.

Next, regardless of whether it was the phone file or the information Liu Yuandong brought in, he could no longer read it.

He turned the chair and looked at the tall buildings outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a cold face, his eyes deep as the sea looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he took the phone he had put on the table.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Qinghuan's phone was dialed.

When he was considering whether to call Song Qinghuan, Song Qinghuan was also holding his mobile phone, staring at the word "husband" on the screen, and she was out of mind.

She was also thinking about whether or not to call Shi Yuhan. When she saw Shi Yuhan's call, she was madly surprised. If it weren't for the inconvenience of her belly, she might have jumped out of bed.

"Huan'er," his low, magnetic voice made Song Qinghuan feel that the bones all over his body were crisp when it sounded.

"When Yuhan, I am here, do you miss me?" Song Qinghuan's heart throbbed, and her voice was tender.

It was light and soft like melted cotton candy, let the cold look of Shi Yuhan slowly fade away, and the sound of the outlet was also like water made from melting ice, "Hmm!"

There was a hint of joy in his small face, Song Qinghuan's eyes filled with warm water vapor, and he held the phone tightly in his hand, Jiaojiao said: "Yes, when you stay away from the cold, I also miss you very much, I really want to miss you...when will you come... …"

I wanted to say, when will you come to pick me up home, but I feel that saying this is to keep me out of the cold.

He doesn't want to force him, especially in front of danger, he should feel calm, anxiety will only make things worse.

So, she changed her tone again: "Come and see me...I don't want to talk to you through a phone line, I miss you, and I want to see you so much!"

The sentence "I'm sorry, I can't visit you now" is stuck in my throat, unable to spit it out.

"It's coming soon. I won't go to see you when the matter is settled, I will pick you up home." His low voice, with a bewildering softness.

Song Qinghuan shook his head: "I know that things are not that simple. Take your time. I'm not in a hurry for you to pick me up. I only need you to come and see me."

"Then... well, I have arranged to see you." Shi Yuhan agreed, but did not say a specific time.