Systematic Director’s Tender Love

The night is getting darker, everything is silent, the bright moon is hanging in the sky, and there are countless stars around.

At this moment, Zhao Donghan had no time to appreciate the beautiful night scene. She put the suitcase by her feet, leaned her back against the wall and gasped for breath.

What a bad luck!

As soon as he left the gate of Zhao's house, he ran into a drunk man who followed him, still speaking vaguely.

She ran all the way with a suitcase, and the drunk stumblingly followed in close pursuit. She turned a few turns and finally got rid of the man.

A dizziness hit, Zhao Donghan slowly squatted down.

At first I caught a cold in the rain, then I was beaten again, and then I ran wildly, then I relaxed, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Arm pain, leg pain, waist weakness, and no pain in the whole body.

She flipped through her pocket, and the phone could not be used because of the water, and there was not much money in the wallet.

Where can she go?

Among the few friends, only Jiang Qian lived closest to her. It's too late to disturb others, but she is indeed desperate and homeless. After much deliberation, she finally decided to go to Jiang Qian.

Standing up and discerning the direction, she walked along a path. On the streets in the middle of the night, the hustle and bustle of daylight is lost, only depression and tranquility are left.

Zhao Donghan carried a suitcase alone and walked hurriedly down the road.

Occasionally, a truck full of goods will pass by without seeing a taxi.

Fortunately, she was planning to take her sister to escape today. She didn't wear high heels, so her pace was calm.

When you are tired, find a roadside step to sit down and rest for a while, then stand up and continue walking if you have enough rest.

After a long time in this way, the building of Jiang Qian's house finally appeared in front of Zhao Donghan.

Jiang Qian lives in the city center, and the decoration of the house is very warm and beautiful. She often said that no matter what time one arrives, one must eat well and live well, and must not treat oneself badly.

When he arrived on the third floor, Zhao Donghan raised his hand and knocked on the door.

No response.

Is Zhao Qian already asleep?

In the evening, she called Jiang Qian. At that time, she and her boss were dining with customers. Shouldn't they be home now?

She finally got here, Jiang Qian, don't be home!

After a long time, there was heavy footsteps inside, and then a man's low-pitched questioning, his voice was obviously disturbed to sleep uncomfortable:

"Who is it?"

Zhao Donghan did not dare to speak for three full seconds, stepped back and reconfirmed the house number.

That's right, it's here!

She has been to Jiang Qian's house countless times. It can be said that she is familiar with the road. Although it is dark now, she cannot go wrong.

"Um, does Jiang Qian live here?"

The other party paused before asking, "You are?"

"I'm her friend."

"It's so late, she's already asleep. What's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"I'm in a hurry, I must see her now!"

Who is this man?

Zhao Donghan was a little stunned. He was very young, and he should not be Jiang Qian's father.

No one knows Jiang Qian better than her. Jiang Qian has experienced an unforgettable betrayal, so if you don't believe in men, it is absolutely impossible to take a strange man home casually.

Then... Is this person her boyfriend?

It's impossible! If Jiang Qian fell in love, she would not know as the best girlfriend.

The more Zhao Donghan thinks, the more he has no bottom, he has made up his mind, and he has to see Jiang Qian himself to ask clearly to be at ease.

It was quiet for a while, and then there was a sound of rustling wearing clothes. After a long time, the door was opened.

At the door stood a tall man with messy hair, narrow eyes half-squinted, and a look of sleepiness. The plaid shirt only had two buttons on it, exposing the white collarbone, leaning against the door frame, looking casual and cynical.

"It's you!"

Zhao Donghan and the man opposite made a surprised voice at the same time. She met this man once in Mu Yichen's company, and he also introduced himself as Xu Wenxuan.

Speaking of it, it was Mu Yichen that this person took her to see.

"How will you be here?"

Zhao Donghan asked in surprise.

"I am Jiang Qian's boss."

"I'm her friend."

There is such a coincidence in the world!

No wonder that when she was talking on the phone with Jiang Qian, she always felt that the man next to Jiang Qian's voice was a bit familiar. It turned out that Jiang Qian's boss was actually a good friend of Mu Yichen!

Although Xu Wenxuan seemed to be arrogant, he was still modest and polite. Looking at the man in front of him, Zhao Donghan couldn't get in touch with the devil boss who squeezed her all day and asked her to work overtime and had an odd personality in Jiang Qian's mouth.

However, the general boss will not show up at the employee's house in the middle of the night!

Before she could ask, Xu Wenxuan glanced at the box in her hand and spoke first:

"runaway?"

"Ok."

They didn't know each other very well, and he was Mu Yichen's friend, so she didn't want to talk with him about personal matters, so she agreed casually.

"Jiang Qian's house is so small. Instead of living with her, you might as well go to Achen. The smallest villa under his name is ten times larger than here."

"No, I'm not familiar with him again."

Zhao Donghan refused altogether, without even thinking about it for a second.

Asking her to go to Mu Yichen, she would rather sleep on the street.

"It's cold, let's go in first!"

Xu Wenxuan did not force her, yawned, and turned back into the bedroom.

"Where is Qian Jiang?"

Zhao Donghan put on slippers, walked to the bedroom behind him, and asked.

"Here, she drank too much and is sleeping."

After entering the bedroom, Xu Wenxuan leaned back lazily on the sofa as if he were in his own home, raising his hand and pointing to the bed.

Jiang Qian's bedroom is not big, but it's well furnished. As soon as Zhao Donghan entered the bedroom, he smelled a strong alcohol. Later, she saw a pink bed with Jiang Qianxiang lying on the pillow with her shoulders half exposed, sleeping deeply.

The dishevelled Xu Wenxuan, the hangover sleeping Jiang Qian, the bedroom, these scenes are put together, the scenes can be as weird as they are.

"Xiaoqian, wake up soon!"

Zhao Donghan put the suitcase aside and called out his friend's name, trying to wake him up. She knew that Jiang Qian never drank, and she didn't know why she was so drunk today.

Jiang Qian frowned slightly, her mouth seemed to mumble something, she didn't even open her eyes, turned over and went back to sleep.

Zhao Donghan had no choice but to cover her with the quilt, and then turned his head to Xu Wenxuan who was sitting on the sofa. When he spoke, he asked:

"What did you do to her?"

Xu Wenxuan stretched out and said quietly, "You should ask your friend first, what did she do to me?"

"What can she do to you as a girl? You must take advantage of her when she is drunk!"

Her friend, she knows best.

Jiang Qian is usually calm and steady, unlike those coquettish **** outside, it is absolutely impossible to take the initiative to seduce a man.

Xu Wenxuan squinted his eyes, folded his feet on the coffee table and said:

"Just because I am a man, do you conclude that I bullied her?"

The girl who rushed forward on his own initiative didn't know how many girls there were every day. He was not so hungry to choose food, so he attacked the secretary beside him.