Chapter 13

Three days later, Tuesday morning British and American culture class.

"Shen Zhao, please read the third paragraph." Professor Ma suddenly named Shen Zhao, and she was sitting by the window in the morning, her expression clearly wandering.

"Shen Zhao, student Shen Zhao—"

Professor Ma called out several times, but no one at the window seemed to hear it.

Behind Chu Chu took a pen and poked her back lightly, reminding her in a low voice, "Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao! Professor Ma called you!"

It was only then that Shen Zhao realized that he was in a trance, blinked his eyes twice, and immediately stood up from his seat.

At the same time, the school bell rang.

Professor Ma glanced at her lightly, without breaking the point, he just said the get out of class was over, packed up the lesson plan and left the classroom.

Shen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

Chu Chu stretched his head out from behind and asked her, "Zhaozhao, what's the matter with you? Your face seems to be a little ugly recently, are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Zhao was a little dazed, ah, he quickly raised his head and touched his forehead, and said lightly, "Maybe, I'm a little tired."

After packing up his schoolbags and having no class in the afternoon, Shen Zhao left the classroom and was about to go to the library.

The ten o'clock sun was strong, shone down from overhead, and enveloped her.

It was obviously the warm sunshine, but Shen Zhao felt the chill coming from the bottom of his heart.

She remembered that night in the alley, and she still felt like she was dreaming, but after only three days, she was in a trance like watching a horror movie.

The sun's rays were dazzling, and Shen Zhao gradually stopped while holding the schoolbag. She stood there with her head lowered, looking at the shadow reflected by the sunlight on the ground.

She didn't believe that Song Ling dared to do that.

But the next phone call completely shattered Shen Zhao's thoughts.

There's a problem with Raisel's internship.

An airborne soldier suddenly appeared in the originally promised job. Shen Zhao could hear the frustration in Rui Sier's words, and she was very busy with various things during the graduation season.

"Zhaozhao, I feel so tired." Raisel breathed a long sigh of relief, and there was unprecedented exhaustion in his voice.

When Shen Zhao heard Sier's voice, she only felt uncomfortable. She remembered Song Ling's words, and intuitively told her that everything was caused by Song Ling.

She bit her lip, suppressed her anger, and comforted the person on the phone, "Sier, don't be sad, with your ability, even if you don't inherit in the future, you can still be excellent in other firms, trust me. , Sir."

Rui Sier heard Shen Zhao's soft voice, and the deepest part of her heart was gradually appeased. She stepped into society from school. This was an anxious process, but as long as she knew that someone was always by her side, she would not feel that she was in Alone.

"Zhaozhao, let's not break up, stay together forever, no matter what kind of difficulties we will encounter in the future, we must persevere, okay?" Rui Sier's voice was slightly hoarse, and suddenly said such words.

Shen Zhao was stunned. Ever since Si'er's mother said those words in Tingcheng last time, there has been a problem between them. Because of that incident, they had a tacit estrangement from each other, but now, Si'er is talking to each other. She promises.

Promise, she will not leave her, will not break up with her.

Suddenly, her eyes became wet. She lowered her eyes, and the tears blurred her eyes. She lightly pursed the corners of her lips and promised with a smile, "Okay, we don't want to break up, no matter what happens in the future, don't break up."

Hanging up the phone, Shen Zhao stood under the sun, staring at the number that hung up on the screen in a daze.

She bit her lip, raised the back of her hand to wipe away the tears, and made a decision in her heart.

No matter what, she would never break up with Sier.

Without going to the library, Shen Zhao took a taxi at the school gate. After getting in the car, she said to the driver, "Master, go to the Song Group."

The driver said okay, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away from the school.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the Song Group.

After getting out of the car, Shen Zhao stood downstairs of the Song Group. This was the first time. She raised her head and looked at the towering building in front of her with a heavy and firm belief in her heart.

She stepped into the building and said coldly at the front desk, "I'm looking for Song Ling."

The front desk looked up at her and asked suspiciously, "Hello, miss, do you have an appointment?"

After all, a sophomore student, she looked a little green with her schoolbag on her back, she bit her lip and said, "No."

The front desk chuckled, "Sorry, we don't have an appointment here..."

Suddenly the phone rang and the front desk connected, "Hello, Assistant Ji."

"okay, got it."

The front desk hung up the phone, smiled and said to Shen Zhao, "Hello, this way please."

Shen Zhao glanced at the front desk and suddenly regretted it, guessing that the call just now might be from Song Ling.

She knew she would come for her.

The front desk took Shen Zhao to the special elevator, swiped the card, and the elevator went to the top floor.

Arriving at the top floor, as soon as he got out of the elevator, Shen Zhao looked up and saw Ji Mingshu standing at the elevator entrance. She was stunned, knowing that she was Song Ling's assistant.

Sure enough, what she wanted to do was within Song Ling's expectations.

Ji Mingshu has been waiting for her for a long time. Early this morning, the boss told her to go to work.

The net has already been woven, and now it is only the fish's last struggle.

"Miss Shen, this way please." Ji Mingshu had a neither humble nor arrogant expression on his face.

President

's personal secretary assistant, she has always been the best.

Don't do what you shouldn't do, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask. He always wears the same clothes, wears the same hairstyle, and even the expression on his face is always that respectful look that is half-smile but not smiling.

Shen Zhao followed her gesture and turned her eyes to look over. The office was a translucent glass wall, and she could see the back of the room standing in front of the window at a glance.

Shen Zhao took a deep breath and walked over calmly.

Pushing the door and entering, the office is very large, and the air-conditioning is fully on in the autumn season, making Shen Zhao shiver uncontrollably.

The floor is covered with carpet, and the feet are on it, and the softness sinks deep into it, and there is no sound.

The silent silence made Shen Zhao feel depressed.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the person by the window, and said coldly, "You did Sier's internship."

It's not a question, but there is affirmation in her words.

Song Ling stood beside the floor-to-ceiling window, her long and narrow eyes drooping slightly. She looked at the scorching sun outside the house lightly, her face was flat, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

The long eyelashes were lightly drawn up, Song Ling's expression was icy cold, adding two points of indifference to her body.

"If you don't break up with her, this is just the beginning." Song Ling was wearing a tight red dress, which was slit above her thighs, revealing two straight and slender white legs. She turned around slowly, as if to endure it. Temper, with a forbearance deep voice, "I have already reminded you."

Shen Zhao's heart was rolling with anger, why would there be such a person, forcing her to have no way at all.

"Song Ling, what exactly do you want to do?!" Shen Zhao asked her almost frantically with the hatred in his eyes.

Song Ling suddenly laughed, as if hearing a funny joke, she walked over lightly and approached her. Song Ling was tall and slender, half a head taller than Shen Zhao. When he looked at her, his eyes were downcast.

Song Ling walked to Shen Zhao's side, slid her cold fingers across the end of her eyes, put her voice in her ear, and said with a smile, "Shen Zhao, I said, as long as you break up, everything can stop immediately."

The voice was close to her ear, and a strange and fierce aura enveloped her, making her unable to escape. She clenched her fist tightly, and finally couldn't help it, and raised her hand and slapped it.

However, the person in front of her grabbed her wrist, and Shen Zhao stared at her. If her gaze was a knife at this time, then Song Ling must be riddled with holes by now.

"Why? Why me, I don't know you at all, Song Ling, I said I don't like you, even if you force me to break up with Sier in such a despicable way, I still don't like you, such a thing is fundamental It's pointless. What do you want someone who doesn't like you?" Shen Zhao couldn't help it, she was actually very scared, her originally plain and warm life was suddenly disturbed by this devil-like person in front of her, and this person had financial resources Power can destroy her in an instant.

These words seemed to pierce the embarrassment in Song Ling's heart. She turned her face away, refused to discuss this topic with her, and said indifferently, "You are not qualified to tell me this."

Shen Zhao saw that she didn't get in, so she lowered her eyes and didn't look at her, "I won't break up with Sier, if you can really cover the sky with one hand, try it anyway, even if I die, I won't be with you. ."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left. After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, turned to face Song Ling's back, and gritted her teeth and said, "You are a lunatic, Song Ling."

She took out something from her pocket. It was an ear drill given to her by Song Ling in Russia before. Shen Zhao threw it in front of her, "A person who is so thoughtful will never understand what love is and what love is."

There was a bang at the door of the office, and Shen Zhao slammed the door and left.

Song Ling looked down at the blue diamond on the ground in front of her, thinking back to that night in Jerry. Back then, everything was warm and beautiful. This was the birthday present she gave her.

However, there are other intentions in it.

Song Ling squatted down and picked up the blue diamond.

The sun shines in from the window and falls on her fingertips, the diamond-cut surface glows dazzlingly, and she looks down at the blue diamond in her hand.

She has loved and liked, but that love, once hidden in her heart, is a dusty and unknown secret.