Dressed As Scum A Marked the Crazy Beauty Boss GL

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After three o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Jiqing got into the car and wiped off the stains on the seat with a wet towel.

Then she looked at the window, and there was still some water in the gap. When she wiped it, she looked at her fingernails.

I didn't cut it at a special time yesterday, but some of it grew out today.

I thought I had to remember to cut my nails later, if I accidentally poked my nails, it would be very painful.

Then drive from Nanyang City to the hospital.

Soft and comfortable music sounded in the car, the red light came, and the car stopped.

Cheng Jiqing looked through the glass of the car and saw the sky that lightened slightly at three o'clock, like a flashback.

In her mind was the fire yesterday, thinking of the heat and suffocation, Cheng Jiqing's breathing became tighter unconsciously.

Perhaps not as serious as the original body, but it is undeniable that her psychology is also affected.

The cause of the investigation just came out in the afternoon. It was a fire in the warehouse of a clothing store. Because the floors were all clothing, and the weather was dry, the fire speed was very fast.

As for the explosion, it was caused by a store on the third floor storing flammable and explosive materials.

Three people were killed and dozens were injured. The hot searches in the afternoon were all social news.

She was actually a little scared last night.

How lucky is she to be unscathed?

But then... the madness with Bai Xin made her forget everything.

When they arrived at the hospital, they confirmed the news to Tang Jia in advance and went straight to the 16th floor.

Tang Jia didn't see Tang Jia because she had an operation and hadn't finished yet. It was just a blood draw, and the process would be very short.

It only takes a few minutes.

Going downstairs to the parking lot, she was about to drive to renew her mobile phone card. When she was almost at the door, a Porsche stopped beside her.

She didn't care and opened the door.

"Mr. Cheng, what a coincidence."

Cheng Jiqing raised his eyes. The last time he met Zhou Yushu at Chengjing Company, he was the president of XM.

Commuter suits, which are biased towards professional women, have the sharpness and smoothness of a businessman between the delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Cheng Jiqing smiled politely, "Boss Zhou."

"To see a doctor? Or to see people?"

Cheng Jiqing said, "A little cold, where's Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Yushu: "I'll come and see someone."

Cheng Jiqing nodded and said, "Ah, that's it, then don't bother me."

She is not a social cow, and it is impossible for people who have only met once to be warm, and it is enough to achieve the level of politeness.

Both of them greet each other in a routine way.

Zhou Yushu looked at it for a few seconds without any trace, and said, "Xiao Cheng, please let me know."

When Cheng Jiqing went to open the door, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Zhou Yushu's wrist, a gold watch with a thin chain.

She didn't stop her gaze, but her thoughts slowed down for a moment—it was very similar to the one in Bai Xin's hand, and she didn't know what brand it was.