Chapter 204 Zhizhi is very gentle
When Chen Lan saw that Song Qingyou was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief and babbled endlessly.
Song Qingyou responded with "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to reach out to open the cat bag on her own initiative.
The cat inside jumped up.
"Eh-"
Chen Lan couldn't react, and was about to stop it when he saw Zhizhi land firmly in Song Qingyou's hands.
"I was scared to death, I thought Zhizhi was going to hit you in the face!"
Chen Lan's voice stopped abruptly, and her eyes fell on the bruise marks on Song Qingyou's forehead.
"That's right, your face and your forehead are injured, why didn't you apply medicine? Let me see if the bleeding is there, don't leave scars..."
Not only her, but even Zhizhi in the crook of her arm turned her head and stared at Song Qingyou's forehead with her cat face up.
At the end, he couldn't help stretching out his claws, as if he wanted to touch her wound.
"Meow-"
Song Qingyou always felt that Zhi Zhi's meow was asking if she was in pain.
She froze for a moment, raised her hand and stroked the cat's head, with a serious and bright smile:
"It doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry Zhizhi."
"How can the cat understand what you say? I think it's better for you to apply some medicine first."
After Chen Lan urged, Fang Yan also sent a message.
After asking, Song Qingyou took the person and cat who came to her to the reception room on the 27th floor.
Not long after, Fang Yan came in with a medicine box.
Chen Lan applied medicine to Song Qingyou, caught a glimpse of the cat standing on the armrest of the sofa, staring at it without blinking, and couldn't help complaining:
"I always feel that Zhizhi has been staring here to see if my hands are too heavy and hurt you."
"It might jump over and scratch me as soon as I exert my strength."
Song Qingyou looked sideways at her cat and smiled dumbly:
"Zhi Zhi has such a gentle personality, how could he use his claws to scratch people?"
Chen Lan paused: "Gentle? Are you talking about it?"
Song Qingyou: "Yeah, even if Zhizhi doesn't want me to hug him, when he pushes someone, he will put away his nails first, isn't he gentle?"
"That's just treating you like this." Chen Lan rolled her eyes, "It always shows its paws in front of me, and I dare not hug it at all!"
Song Qingyou speculated and said, "Maybe it's because Sister Lan is uncomfortable in the hug."
It’s just a cat, its bones are so soft, how can it be comfortable to hold it?
Chen Lan pouted speechlessly: "The filter you wear is too thick!"
After taking the medicine, Chen Lan saw that Song Qingyou obviously wanted to talk to Fang Yan, so she planned to take Zhizhi away.
However, the little cat kept grabbing its paws on the sofa and refused to leave no matter what.
In the end, Song Qingyou said that her forehead was fine, and after a few words of reassurance, Zhizhi took the initiative to get into the cat bag.
——
Fang Yan and Cao Manli made an appointment to meet.
Perhaps because she did not trust Jiangyuan Group, Cao Manli made an appointment to meet in a coffee shop, but did not agree to come to the company building.
In addition, she only met Song Qingyou alone, not even Fang Yan.
In the afternoon, Fang Yan sent Song Qingyou to the door of the coffee shop, while he planned to wait in the car.
At this moment, Jiang Zhihan suddenly sent a message:
[Where are you now? ]
Fang Yan saw this news, thought that Jiang Zhihan had woken up, so he opened his mouth and stopped Song Qingyou:
"Wait a minute, Miss Song!"
Song Qingyou turned her head, "What's wrong?"
Fang Yan just opened his mouth, and saw another new message:
[I haven't woken up yet, don't talk too much in front of her. ]
"Assistant Fang?" Song Qingyou was at a loss.
Fang Yan moved his lips, and had no time to think about the meaning of Mr. Jiang's words, so he had to make amends:
Song Qingyou nodded, her tone was calm: "I think she should pay more attention to safety."
Seeing the other party's confident smile, I thought of Song Qingyou kicking down a big tree... Fang Yan smiled: "You are right."
Song Qingyou's eyes flashed with suspicion.
Before entering the coffee shop, he deliberately turned his head to look at Fang Yan. Seeing that he was looking down at the phone intently, there was nothing unusual, so he withdrew his gaze.
At this time, Fang Yan was staring at Jiang Zhihan's instructions one after another in a daze.
Half of them are company affairs, and half are related to Song Qingyou.
For example, the person who injured Song Qingyou must not be let go.
Another example is to thank Song Qingyou on behalf of Mr. Jiang, what gift should I give...
The higher-ups wanted to write down what he should say and do when he saw Song Qingyou.
Fang Yan saw everyone numb, and after he worked hard and wrote down everything in the memo, he took the opportunity to ask:
[Mr. Jiang, you said you didn't wake up, what's going on? ]
Still chatting without waking up...
Could it be a supernatural event where the soul goes out of the body? !
Could it be that when Mr. Jiang was unconscious, his soul was always floating in the air?
Fang Yan looked around subconsciously, and shivered by the way.
Jiang Zhihan hesitated for a while, thinking that it would be better to tell the truth than to let Fang Yantian guess all kinds of things.
In this way, Fang Yan can help cover in the future.
So after a while, Fang Yan saw Jiang Zhihan's reply:
[I have always been by Song Qingyou's side. ]
By Miss Song's side? What was around Miss Song when she went in just now? Air?
Fang Yan asked with a stiff face:
[You... are floating? ]
Jiang Zhihan: […]
Jiang Zhihan: [Not a ghost. ]
If it is not a ghost state, it can only be an entity.
Fang Yan, whose brain was functioning normally, finally remembered when Mr. Jiang suddenly paid attention to Song Qingyou.
At that time, Ms. Song was still a little-known artist, and she was on the island, so she had no contact with Jiang Zhihan. At that time, besides Yu Muhuai and Jiang Xuyan, the only ones beside her were
—that cat! ?
This guess really becomes more reasonable the more I think about it.
Besides, cats are more acceptable to him than ghosts.
Fang Yan typed carefully:
[Are you just... Zhizhi? ]
Jiang Zhihan: […]
Well, there is no denial, that is the answer in the affirmative.
While Fang Yan was surprised, he also wanted to laugh.
Thinking of Miss Song squeaking and squeaking, and still hugging the cat all the time... If the truth is discovered later... Mr. Jiang won't be beaten violently, right?
His thoughts stopped abruptly.
Fang Yan: [Do you need me to buy the cat back? If the price is high, Ms. Song may agree. ]
Jiang Zhihan: [She won't sell. ]
Such a firm answer, the translation is actually, Mr. Jiang is reluctant to part with Miss Song, right?
Otherwise, it is impossible to remind him to vent his anger on Miss Song by revealing the secret of becoming a cat...
Fang Yan nodded clearly, and immediately expressed his loyalty:
[Don't worry, I will never tell anyone about this! ]
Jiang Zhihan: [Yes. ]
Fang Yan opened Song Qingyou's Weibo on a whim until there were no more messages from the other side.
Looking at all kinds of cat photos on Weibo, Fang Yan couldn't help laughing even though Luo Zhen's matter was still on his mind
—These cat photos are definitely Mr. Jiang’s dark history! He had to save it for reading when he worked overtime in the middle of the night.
(end of this chapter)