To My Dear Mr. Huo

When he spoke, he had already reached the elevator entrance. While waiting for the elevator, he looked at Jing Shu: Did anyone specifically ask you to do this?

No. Jing Shu shook her head: I took the initiative to see it. After all, as a member of the company and a secretary in the secretarial office, I must know more about the company, right?

Not bad. Su Chenghui likes people with a positive work attitude. It was the same when Su Peizhen worked at Li's.

Although she is willful, she is never ambiguous in official matters. Now when he looked at Jing Shu, his eyes were more certain.

As if encouraged by him, Jing Shu stood up straight with a firm gaze.

Mr. Su, don't worry. I will work hard.

Su Chenghui smiled: Well, come on.

Yes. Jing Shu looked at the time and saw that it was already past dinner time: Mr. Su, have you had dinner?

No. Su Chenghui is going back to the Li family today, and he plans to go back to the Li family to eat.

How about I treat you to dinner? Jing Shu looked at Su Chenghui with a bit of hope in her eyes: You didn't pursue the incident in the hospital last time, and I haven't thanked you yet. Also, you hired me. ——”

No need. That matter in the hospital is a trivial matter, not worth talking about. As for me hiring you, it's also because of your ability.

And Jing Shu's performance during the time he joined the company also made him believe in his own vision.

I still want to thank you. Jing Shu half-bited her lip, and was extra insistent on this matter: I also have some questions to ask you, so Mr. Su just give me a chance.

There's really no need. Su Chenghui was still thinking of going to see Li Qianxue quickly.

Jing Shu could not hide her disappointment, but she still stopped and did not continue the invitation.

The two got out of the elevator together, and Su Chenghui's car parked in the underground parking lot. The driver was already waiting. When the elevator went down, Su Chenghui glanced at Jing Shu.

Isn't Secretary Jing going home?

My car is over there. Jing Shu suddenly said: Looking at my memory, my car has been sent for maintenance.

Her face was full of embarrassment, as if she was embarrassed that she had forgotten such an important thing: Really, I'm so dizzy after working overtime.

Su Chenghui was about to get in the car, but he paused because of her words: Where does Secretary Jing live?

Mingyue Bay.

The direction of Mingyue Bay is the same as that of the Li family. Su Chenghui thought for a moment: I'll give it to you.

Ah? How can this be so embarrassing?

It doesn't matter, it's our way anyway. Let's go.

Su Chenghui got into the car first when he spoke, but Jing Shu didn't dare to let her boss open the door for her.

She opened the car door and got in the car.

Mr. Su, are you going home?

yes.

Oh. Jing Shu nodded, as if thinking of something else: Mr. Su, do you live alone now?

Yeah. Many people in the company knew about his divorce. Although he is pursuing Li Qianxue now, many people don't know about it yet.

Then who usually takes care of you?

I'm such a big person, I don't need anyone to take care of me.

The place where Su Chenghui lives has regular hourly workers coming to clean the place, so he can handle simple things by himself.

Mr. Su is really working too hard. Jing Shu commented with appreciation. Su Chenghui glanced at her and did not answer the question.

It’s not hard work, I just feel lonely. Since divorcing Li Qianxue, I feel lonely every day.

He didn't speak, but Jing Shu wanted to say a few more words to him: By the way, the City Star project was actually designed by our company. Can I go to the construction site to take a look next time?

The City Star project was highly praised by the city last time and even made the news.

Jing Shu used this as a topic, and as expected, Su Chenghui looked at her: Do you want to go to the construction site?

Yeah, can't you?

Of course. Su Chenghui didn't think that people who sit in offices should sit in the office all the time. Sometimes you have to experience it yourself.

That's great. Mr. Su, you are so kind.

Jing Shu smiled brightly, and Su Chenghui looked at her smiling face, and for a moment he thought he saw his daughter.

Turning away, Su Pei is really Su Peizhen. It's not just someone who looks somewhat similar to her who can say yes.

He stopped answering, and Jing Shu stopped talking. The car quickly stopped at the entrance of Mingyue Bay.

Thank you, Mr. Su. Goodbye, Mr. Su.

Su Chenghui didn't take this matter to heart. To him, it was just a small episode.

He would give Jing Shu a chance because she looked similar to Su Peizhen, and he would let her go further because of her outstanding abilities.

But that's all. Su Pei is really Su Peizhen, and Jing Shu is Jing Shu. He appreciates anyone who has the ability to work.

…

Li Qianxue's hand is almost healed. As long as you don't use force to carry heavy objects, simple life needs don't matter under normal circumstances.

However, Su Chenghui was very nervous about her hand and refused to let her use her left hand easily.

It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, but you have to take good care of yourself for a hundred days.

Li Qianxue didn't accept this. Recently, Li was appraising the advanced enterprises in the province. This is an opportunity to make a name for your business.

For this evaluation, the company decided to shoot several image ads as promotional videos.

The planning department sent several plans in this regard, but she always felt that they were not quite right.

Seeing that she was holding the document in her right hand, she was going to hold the tea cup with her left hand. Su Chenghui quickly picked up the tea cup and brought it to her mouth.

Li Qianxue, whose left hand was missing, glanced at Su Chenghui: You——

I'll help you.

Su Chenghui, you don't have to be like this. Li Qianxue has a very strong heart. For her, she can really do these things.

I hope you take good care of your hands.

Su Chenghui was very stubborn and would not put down the cup for a long time. Li Qianxue couldn't twist him, so she took his hand and took a sip of tea.

After drinking it, she realized that the tea tasted a little different from the ones she was used to drinking.

What does this smell like?

Brown sugar ginger tea. Su Chenghui put down the cup. When he met Li Qianxue's somewhat puzzled eyes, he took the initiative to explain: Didn't you complain that your stomach hurt when you got your period last month? I asked about it and said it was good to drink it.

Li Qianxue looked at Su Chenghui's face and suddenly didn't know what to say.

She pays attention to health and is naturally in good health. The only thing is that because I was so energetic when giving birth to Su Yuxin, I have been suffering from abdominal pain during my period for so many years.

Last month, it was just two days after the plaster was removed from my hand. Su Chenghui asked her, but she only said that it was because of her period, but she didn't expect him to remember it.

Although yours won't come for another two days, I've asked. It seems like you need to drink it in advance.

Seeing that she was silent, Su Chenghui thought she was unhappy, so he explained again.

By the way, I met an old Chinese doctor before. Why don't you ask her to take your pulse next time?

No need. Li Qianxue came to her senses and shook her head. She was in good health and did not need to see a Chinese medicine doctor.

Why don't you use it? Dr. Wan is a very good Chinese medicine doctor and has a good way of treating this. I really think you should go and see it.

While he was talking, he picked up his watch and took a look at it: It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Today is the day. Let's go. Let's go to the doctor.

Su Chenghui. Li Qianxue glanced at the documents at hand: I still have a job.

If you don't work for a day, you won't be able to run away. But your body can't be dragged away. Su Chenghui stood up and pulled her up: Let's go.

Li Qianxue was pulled to stand up by him, and she could only put down the document in her hand.

But drink this while it's hot first.

Su Chenghui brought the ginger tea in front of her again. This time, Li Qianxue drank it cooperatively.

Following Su Chenghui, looking at his back, I had a thought in my mind: Su Chenghui is really different.

Dr. Wan is an old doctor from the city's No. 1 Hospital. He is over 70 this year. The hospital originally re-employed him, but after working for a few years, he chose to return to the community to serve residents.

He is particularly good at taking pulses and seeing gynecologists. Su Chenghui took Li Qianxue directly to the community where Dr. Wan worked.

Coincidentally, there were basically no people there today. Doctor Wan checked Li Qianxue's pulse and looked at Li Qianxue's face.

You're in good health, there's nothing serious wrong with you. That's it. I'll prescribe some Chinese medicine for you. Just take it and you'll be fine.

Take Chinese medicine? Li Qianxue felt a little numb when she thought of the dark and bitter Chinese medicine: Are there any pills, or some kind of patent medicine?

Young man, don't disbelieve what the old man said. Whatever the disease is, you should take whatever medicine you want. Patent medicines, pills, even Western medicines are effective, but after processing, the effects will be compromised. It's good for you to drink Chinese medicine. The fastest.

Okay, thank you Dr. Wan.

Su Chenghui squeezed Li Qianxue's hand and gave her a comforting look: Don't worry, it won't be too painful.

It's not you who takes the medicine. Of course you say it's not painful.

Li Qianxue looked at Dr. Wan who was writing prescriptions. Unexpectedly, I was sitting and working in the office, but Su Chenghui took me out to see a doctor?

I saw the doctor and went to the pharmacy to get some medicine. Su Chenghui took Li Qianxue back again.

He was a little worried when he came, but now Su Chenghui felt relieved: Since Dr. Wan asked you to take the medicine well, you should take the medicine well.

I know. Looking at Su Chenghui now, Li Qianxue really felt like he was a different person.

To care about her so much and remember her things so clearly, he is really different from the past.

In my heart, I was somewhat moved.

Sitting in the car, she thought that if Su Chenghui continued like this, maybe one day she would fall in love with him again and accept him, but she might not really give him a chance.

Su Chenghui was about to start the car when he unexpectedly caught Li Qianxue's gaze.

What's wrong? Are you still thinking about not taking medicine? Don't worry, Dr. Li has very good medical skills. You see, he only prescribed medicine for you for a week, and the week goes by very quickly.

I know.

Li Qianxue lowered her head and did not say that she was not thinking about taking medicine.

Su Chenghui.

kindness?

Do you know why I have menstrual cramps?

She couldn't do it before.

Why?

Because it was difficult to give birth to Yuxin, which had a certain impact on the body.

Over the years, she actually knew that she needed treatment, but she never seriously went to see a doctor to solve this problem.

Subconsciously, she wanted to keep such a small question to remind herself of how cruel Su Chenghui had been.

Her words made Su Chenghui's expression suddenly change: Qianxue?

I don't want to settle old scores, I just want to tell you. I think you should know.

It is meaningless to pursue everything in the past now. What is past is past.

But she didn't feel that she had to hide the sins and hardships she had suffered and not tell them.

Qianxue. I understand. Su Chenghui reached out to hug her: I won't forget it.

Then remember it.

Remember the mistakes he made, the things he did.

If you really want to make up for it, remember it well. And then never make the same mistake again.

Yes. I can. Su Chenghui hugged her tightly, feeling a slight pain in her heart.

He remembered clearly what happened when Su Yuxin was born, and he could only feel lucky again that Qianxue was now willing to give him a chance.

He will definitely cherish this opportunity. Tightening his arms and hugging her tightly, Su Chenghui swore in his heart.

…………

The advertising plan has been finalized. This is it. What do you think?

Su Chenghui took the document in Li Qianxue's hand and glanced at it. When he looked up again, there was a smile in his eyes: You have already decided, and you still ask me?

Yes, I have already decided. Asking you is just to confirm my decision.

Then you don't have to ask. Su Chenghui put down the document: You know, now I will unconditionally support any decision you make.

Li Qianxue didn't answer his words, took the documents back, pressed the internal line, and ordered the planning department and publicity department to shoot the advertisement as soon as possible.

Putting down the documents, she crossed her hands on the table: Speaking of which, you seem to be really busy recently. You almost moved your office space to my place. What's the matter? Qianhui Company is in a recession right now, and even the rent for the office is... Can’t pay?”

Yeah. Su Chenghui followed her joke and said, I wonder if Mr. Li is interested in taking me in?

Not interested. Li Qianxue settled some important matters at hand and stood up: But I want to go to afternoon tea now. Are you interested?

my pleasure.

Su Chenghui stood up: I heard that Four Seasons has a new pastry chef. Let's go. We can just go and taste it.

I just want to go to the Four Seasons. Li has a stake in the Four Seasons Hotel. Li Qianxue will go and take a look when she has nothing to do.

The two of them went downstairs and got in the car. Su Chenghui's car was sent for maintenance today, and the driver was waiting downstairs.

Li's family was not too far away from Four Seasons. After getting in the car, Li Qianxue thought about what unsolved matters she had at hand. When he turned to look at Su Chenghui, he saw a hair on the back seat.

A long chestnut-colored hair. She suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly.

Li Qianxue's hair is black. She takes good care of her long hair, so she usually doesn't dye it or perm it.

This long chestnut-colored hair couldn't be Su Chenghui's, so who could it be?

Whose long hair is it? who? who? What do you think? Ha ha.