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Chapter 135
Chapter 135
Shen Zhao didn't leave, and sat on the carpet downstairs all night, while Song Ling also stood in front of the room window and stood with her all night.
Early in the morning, it was dawn, the sun came in from the window, and the brilliance was warm, but it couldn't shine into my heart.
Shen Zhao was still sitting there paralyzed with shredded white paper beside her. She lay on the sofa and closed her eyes lightly, but did not fall asleep.
The room was quiet, no sound at all.
Suddenly, the sound of opening the door came from upstairs, Shen Zhao opened his eyes subconsciously, looked up to the direction of the room on the second floor, Song Ling came out of the room, glanced at the people downstairs, looked slightly startled, then immediately Step downstairs.
She didn't sleep for a whole night and exhausted all her energy. Shen Zhao tried her best to hold up her hands and stand up. She looked up at the back who was leaving at the door and called her softly, "Song Ling..."
Song Ling paused for a moment, stopped and stood at the door with her fingers on the doorknob, but did not look back at her.
"Where are you going?" Shen Zhao asked her again, his voice hoarse.
Without answering her words, Song Ling lightly closed her sour eyes, clenched her fingers, and tried her best to keep her voice without any fluctuations, and said coldly: "You should pack up your things today, don't come back." After speaking, she paused again. After a few seconds, he added, "If you want this villa, you can stay, and I'll pack up and leave."
After speaking, he didn't stay for half a second, he opened the door and was about to leave.
"You're going to drive me away, aren't you?" Shen Zhao stared at her back and asked weakly.
There was silence in the air, and after a long time, Song Ling said the "yes" that weighed thousands of pounds.
Open the door and leave without any hesitation.
When Shen Zhao heard the door closing, she slowly realized that she had left.
She has been looking forward to the person she has been looking forward to for nearly half a month, and she hasn't had time to share with her the joy after the exam, not even a single closeness or hug. The person who said he would have a wedding with her when he came back, without any warning, would suddenly drive her away...
What went wrong here? It was obvious that the night she was away on business, they were still in love with each other, lingering, and talking about loving her for the rest of their lives. But after just ten days, everything changed drastically.
She had never let her go so forcefully before, speaking so resolutely and ruthlessly, without showing any sympathy.
Never had.
She doesn't know why?
Tears flowed down unsatisfactorily, blurring her eyes, sour and heavy.
She couldn't stand, her body gradually slid down, she covered her face with her hands, and finally she couldn't help sobbing with trembling all over her body.
The phone rang suddenly, Shen Zhao tried hard to stop her tears, and after a round of searching, she took out the phone from under the sofa. It was the studio's phone.
She sniffed, connected, "Hello."
Zhao Siqi heard that there was a heavy nasal tone in her voice, and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, what's wrong with your voice?"
Shen Zhao raised his hand and wiped the tears on his face, trying to recover his emotions, and said plainly, "It's nothing, I have a little cold, what's wrong?"
Only then did Zhao Siqi remember what she wanted to say on the phone, and she said, "There is an outsourced job in the office. For a long time, I said that I called you yesterday, but I didn't get through, so I called the office. "
Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, then remembered that after the exam yesterday, she saw a missed call on her mobile phone. She didn't pay attention to it at the time and didn't answer.
Now that think about it, it should be the phone.
She hummed and said, "Okay, I see. Did the other party say anything else?"
Zhao Siqi said: "I said that I came to the studio for an interview this afternoon."
Shen Zhao wiped his tears again and said, "Okay, I'll go over later."
Hanging up the phone, the room was quiet again.
Shen Zhao stared at the phone screen for a while, then looked up at the empty room, finally took a deep breath, turned upstairs, took a shower, changed clothes, and dried his hair.
After packing, she looked at all the furnishings in the room lightly, and there was a suitcase next to the door. This is the room where they have lived for half a year, and it has not changed as it was four years ago. She didn't believe that someone who could wait for her for four years would easily say no to love.
Without moving everything in the room, she closed the door, left, left the villa, and drove to the studio.
Because of the exam, a lot of things have accumulated in the studio. Shen Zhao was busy all morning, and in the afternoon received the person in charge of the outsourcing business. Long-term translation business.
The price was set very well, and the whole negotiation process went smoothly. The other party seemed to have identified it early in the morning.
Zhaoyi Studio has just opened for half a year. In fact, they are not well-known among their peers. They rarely receive orders from such large companies, so Shen Zhao was a little surprised that the contract was successfully signed, or it was a long-term contract.
But fortunately, it was a good business, and the studio lacked funds at the beginning, so the deposit paid in advance solved most of the problems at once.
After signing the contract, Shen Zhao personally sent the person in charge downstairs to leave.
The sun had already set in the west, Shen Zhao glanced at the time, it was already afternoon.
She lowered her head and was silent for a moment, feeling the setting sun shining on the top of her head, and the residual heat of summer shrouded her body. She didn't sleep for a whole night, but she didn't feel sleepy. tired and sad.
Going upstairs, Shen Zhao took the bag and left, and Xiaolu at the front desk stopped her: "Is the boss off work?"
Shen Zhao's eyes were a little swollen, she looked at her, lightly raised the corners of her lips, smiled, and said nothing, pressed the elevator downstairs.
It's more than four o'clock, and it's not yet the rush hour.
Shen Zhao drove to Song Ling's company. There were not many cars on the way. In less than ten minutes, the car arrived at the downstairs of Song's group.
She parked the car as usual and went in, but when she walked to the front desk, someone took her down, "I'm sorry, Miss Shen."
Shen Zhao was stunned, and when he heard the "Miss Shen", he suddenly froze for a moment, pursed his lips and did not speak, waiting for the other party to speak first.
The little girl at the front desk said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song gave an order early in the morning. You can't go up without her permission."
She was not allowed to enter the office that used to be free.
She is determined to break up with her, and there is no room or affection.
Shen Zhao didn't refute, didn't push anything, just said softly: "Then I'll wait for her here."
As he spoke, he walked to the resting place next to him and sat there waiting for someone.
The front desk looked at her, paused for a moment, didn't say anything, and finally returned to the front desk and called the president's secretariat on the top floor.
It was Ji Mingshu who answered the phone. Hearing the report from the front desk downstairs, he paused for half a second and said lightly, "Got it."
Shen Zhao had been waiting downstairs, not leaving one step. She waited from the evening until it was dark, and finally waited for the people in the building to get off work one after another. People came and went, and everyone who passed by saw her.
In the end, everyone in the building was almost gone, and she didn't wait for Song Ling.
After an unknown amount of time, Ji Mingshu came out of the elevator. She looked up and saw the back sitting at the door. She stood there and stopped, and finally walked over, walked behind Shen Zhao, and called her softly: "Madam... "
Hearing the voice, Shen Zhao quickly got up and turned around with a sullen expression. When he saw the face of the person who came, he tried his best to lift his spirits, pulled the corner of his lips, and said with a smile, "Mingshu, where's her?"
Ji Mingshu looked at Shen Zhao's dazed expression, and her eyes lost their luster. Even with delicate makeup, she couldn't hide the haggard eyes. She couldn't help but feel a little sad, and couldn't bear to watch her wait any longer.
Finally, I told her: "The boss didn't come to the company today, madam, go back, don't wait any longer."
Shen Zhao was stunned for a while, and it seemed that it took a long time for her to respond to Ji Mingshu's words. She slowly lowered her eyes and long eyelashes, and replied softly, feeling a little lost for a while, bent over to pick up the bag on the sofa, and was about to leave, just halfway out. Stepping forward, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned around again and called Ji Mingshu: "Then, do you know where she went? I, I want to see her..."
Ji Mingshu was a little embarrassed, she knew that the boss did not see Shen Zhao on purpose, so she didn't even come to the company today.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I..." Ji Mingshu hesitated for a while before continuing.
Shen Zhao understood what she meant, she smiled, knowing that she was also on business, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, then I'll look elsewhere."
After speaking, she didn't stop, she picked up her bag and left the door, disappearing into the night alone.
After a long time, Ji Mingshu didn't call Song Ling until Shen Zhao's car left.
In the hospital, Song Ling was watching the video on the doctor's computer in the department when she suddenly heard the ringing of the mobile phone in her bag. She hurriedly took it out and saw the incoming call on the screen.
She got up and whispered to the doctor, "Doctor Wang, I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone first."
After getting up and going out, closing the door and walking outside, Song Ling answered the phone.
"Hello." There was no one in the corridor, Song Ling said softly.
"Boss, Mrs. came to the company this afternoon. After waiting for a long time, she just left." Ji Mingshu said truthfully.
Song Ling was silent and seemed to guess that she would go to her. She was not too surprised, she just replied in a low voice, "Well, I see."
When he was about to hang up the phone, the other end suddenly said, "Boss—"
Song Ling held the phone and stood outside the door, quietly feeling the hesitation in the receiver, but did not speak.
"Boss, maybe you don't have to hide it from her, tell her, can't we face it together?" Ji Mingshu suddenly opened his mouth and asked her.
Song Ling hesitated for a while, then slowly said, "Don't tell her, she'll come back tomorrow, still don't allow her to go upstairs, she has to wait," she paused slightly, "then let her wait, can't wait. It will go naturally.”
Without waiting for the person on the phone to speak, Song Ling directly hung up the phone. She looked down at the countless missed calls on the screen, and sent dozens or hundreds of WeChat messages on WeChat.
His fingers stopped at the top of the screen, and after all, he didn't even have the courage to click to see what she said.
Turning off the phone, she took a deep breath, holding back the soreness in her eyes, turned around and pushed the door and entered the department again.
In the department, Dr. Wang, who operated on her last time, looked at the examination report on the computer screen and said, "There is no serious problem for the time being. In fact, there is a forty chance that it will not deteriorate, so don't be too pessimistic."
Song Ling was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Didn't you tell your aunt?" Dr. Wang said lightly. She knew Meng Yunan and knew the relationship between Song Ling and Meng Yunan, so she asked more questions.
Song Ling lowered his eyes and said lightly, "No need."