Zhuoman walked into the office with a stack of documents.
"Mr. Li, these are the materials and proposals of the cooperation project, please take a look."
The man sitting behind the desk didn't even raise his head: "Okay, I see, put it here first."
Zhuoman did not leave immediately after putting down the documents.
She looked at Li Xiu with a complicated expression.
In her memory, Li Xiu rarely had such an unrefined appearance.
His clothes have not been changed for several days, and his sleeves are wrinkled. His chin was unshaven, and his eyes had black eyebags from not resting well.
That morning, she put on delicate makeup and knocked on the door of Li Xiu's room full of joy, only to find that he had already left.
Although she didn't know what happened, her intuition told her that Li Xiu's current appearance had something to do with Shi Ji.
"Xiu Ge, I'm your girlfriend. If you have anything, you can tell me—" Zhuoman couldn't help but speak.
Before he could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Li Xiu's cold voice.
"Vice President Zhuo, if you have nothing to do, please go out. I still have a lot of things to do."
Zhuoman's face turned pale.
She bit her lip and looked unwilling, but she finally went out.
After the door closed, the movements in Li Xiu's hands stopped, and there was confusion in his mind.
He closed his eyes, and the boy's white neck, blurred eyes, and delicate lips immediately appeared in front of him.
His mouth dried up immediately.
His adam's apple rolled, and the restless emotions suddenly spread in his body.
He really wants to...
Li Xiu bit the tip of his tongue, trying to wake himself up, and the thick bloody taste spread in his mouth.
Xiao Ji is Mu Yun's younger brother, and he has raised him as his own child for seven years. How could he have such a dangerous idea?
So, what would be the difference between him and the bastard Cheng Pingze?
In the early hours of the morning, everyone in the company left.
With a suit jacket draped over his shoulders, Li Xiu sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the office.
Looking up at the high-rise buildings outside, as well as the busy traffic on the street, smoking a cigarette in silence.
There was no expression on his face, and the dark sky reflected in his eyes, dark and deep.
After a while, he finally stood up. Shaking off the ash from his hands he picked up the car keys off the table.
It was already three or four in the morning when he got home.
At this time, Shi Ji was already asleep.
He took the coat in his hand and took off his shoes. Gently passing the living room, walking through the corridor, and finally coming to the door of Shi Ji's room.
Since that night, he has not seen Shi Ji for many days.
In the past, he personally helped him get dressed, wash, and go to the toilet, carried him to a wheelchair, and pushed him out to sunbathe.
Over the years, it has become a habit.
And these days, the things that originally belonged to him are all the things that Butler Liu is doing. He doesn't know if Xiao Ji is used to it or not.
He didn't want to do anything, just taking a look at him.
Li Xiu put his hand on the doorknob.
Taking a deep breath, he gripped the doorknob tightly to open it.
Suddenly thinking of something, his eyes dimmed, and his movements stopped again.
Still... forget it.
Li Xiu smiled bitterly and turned to leave.
"Pa."
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of something falling to the ground and shattering in the room, followed by a cry of pain.
Xiao Ji!
Li Xiu's pupils shrunk.
Before he could think about it, his body's instincts made him subconsciously open the door and rush in.