Zhou Ziyi: "Okay."

After a while, a cup of coffee was delivered to Fu Shiting.

Zhou Ziyi came out of the office and happened to meet Tang Qian.

Tang Qian had no makeup on her face and looked particularly haggard.

Zhou Ziyi walked up to her, hesitating to say anything, but finally said nothing.

Tang Qian entered the office and closed the door.

"Shi Ting, I'm sorry." She walked in front of him and said hoarsely, "Everything is my brother's conspiracy. He knows that your legs are bad, so he deliberately tricked you into going up the mountain. That mountain is very steep, and we usually don't Will climb that mountain. He wants to kill you."

Fu Shiting looked at her pale face and was silent for a moment before saying, "I know."

"I'm sorry. He won't come to apologize to you. He has already fled abroad." Tang Qian choked, "Shi Ting, please let the Tang family go. My father is very old, and I'm worried that he can't stand the family. The excitement of the accident. If you want to punish, punish me. I have no complaints."

Fu Shiting looked at her quietly.

It was like seeing her facial features for the first time.

In the past, she painted delicate makeup and always appeared in front of him in the best state.

"Tang Qian, I can still feel your company over the years." His voice was quiet, without any emotion mixed in, "Leave here and never appear in front of me, as long as you can do it, I will not be right The Tang family will do it."

His voice was settled, and Tang Qian shed two lines of tears.

--ended!

She and him are completely over!

She took a deep breath and tried to hold back her tears, but the tears burst instantly.

She gave him one last deep look, then turned and ran out.

After Tang Qian left ST Group, Sheng Bei knocked on Fu Shiting's office door.

He knew that Fu Shiting absolutely didn't want to hear about Tang Qian's topics, so he didn't mention it.

"Shi Ting, it's your birthday in a week. If you don't want to go to the hotel to have a party, go to your home to have a small one!" Sheng Bei suggested.

Fu Shiting took a sip of coffee and said coldly, "No."

He doesn't like to coax, and he never celebrates his birthday.

"But Qin An'an has prepared a birthday gift for you. If you don't have a birthday, how can she send her gift? You know, the gift she prepared for you can't be bought with money." Sheng Bei sold it out. .

Fu Shiting wanted to pretend he didn't care, but his eyes betrayed his heart.

"She's knitting sweaters for you! She's knitting sweaters every day and night, just to give them to you before your birthday." Sheng Bei added, "Don't you want to see the sweaters she knitted for you? I'm so big, and no woman has ever knitted a sweater for me!"

Fu Shiting doesn't like to wear sweaters.

Because it is troublesome to wear a sweater.

And knitting sweaters one by one is even more troublesome!

This kind of behavior, in his opinion, is very stupid.

But he wouldn't call her stupid.

If she gave him a sweater, he wouldn't refuse.

"Shi Ting, I know you don't like hot coaxing, so we will have a meal together as a group of brothers." Sheng Bei said.

Fu Shiting frowned.

Sheng Bei realized that he had left out the most important person, and immediately added: "Oh, and Qin An'an. Since she has prepared gifts for you, she will definitely come to our dinner. Do you see whether she is at home or not? to the hotel?"

Fu Shiting: "Hotel."

Sheng Bei: "Okay! I'm going to book a place now. I've made a reservation, should I inform Qin An'an or do you notice?"

Fu Shiting: "You inform."

Sheng Bei touched his chin: "Have you two been in contact all the time? Why haven't you contacted? I heard that Qin An'an has always wanted to come to you..."

"She didn't come to see me." Fu Shiting's voice was muffled, and his breath was full of unhappiness.

Sheng Bei never thought that he had been waiting for Qin An'an to take the initiative.

"...She's probably busy knitting sweaters! Knitting a sweater is a tedious job, and it's her first time knitting a sweater... Huh? I remember you don't seem to like sweaters!" Sheng Bei suddenly thought of this, and said in a whimsical way, "Why don't she knit it for you to wear! I haven't even worn a hand-knitted sweater!"

Fu Shiting didn't change his face, and said word by word, "You remember wrong, I like to wear sweaters." JrNovels.com