Dear Mr. Shi

Mei Jun replied: "It means that she never regarded you as a friend from beginning to end."

After speaking, she looked at Song Qinghuan: "Who is it? You don't doubt me, right? If you are, get out of me immediately and never see you again."

"How could it be you, a colleague of mine in the company, and the relationship is pretty good," Song Qinghuan said, telling Mei Jun everything about her recent encounter with Bai Rubing.

Mei Jun frowned and thought for a while: "If this is the case, stay away from him in the future. You don't need to pay much attention to this kind of people. There are quite a lot of this kind of people in the workplace."

"Initially, I also thought that if I knew her personality like this, I would stay away from it in the future, but after I knew it in my heart, I always felt uncomfortable and felt that she had something to do with something." Song Qinghuan expressed his suspicion.

"What's the matter?" Mei Jun asked.

"Isn't it because of two unnecessary information that I almost lost my life because of the regulations and myself?" Song Qinghuan told Mei Jun what happened some time ago because of the information.

Mei Jun lowered his face and asked solemnly: "Do you suspect her?"

"Although during this period of time, I discovered that she is different from what she imagined, not only I think it should not be possible." Song Qinghuan said so, but there was another kind of uneasiness in his heart.

That kind of anxiety has been lingering in my heart all the time.

Mei Jun solemnly said: "Suspiciousness is usually caused by the heart, but the thoughts in the heart come from daily observations, Qinghuan, I think it is best to keep an eye on this matter, otherwise there will definitely be another time. ."

Song Qinghuan raised his hand and gently touched her temple, seeming to have a headache.

She closed her eyes, thought about it, and then made a decision in her heart, turning her head to look at Mei Jun: "Jun Jun, I want to ask your family member for a favor."

Mei Jun nodded: "It's okay, let's talk, I will definitely help if I can help."

Song Qinghuan thanked him for a smile, then leaned in to Mei Jun's ear, lowered his voice, and spoke softly.

In the afternoon, Song Qinghuan went to work in the company. Today and tomorrow, after the two-day shift, the Chinese New Year will be celebrated.

Song Qinghuan didn't come to work in the morning, and everyone didn't think it was weird. It seemed that it was normal for her not to come to work often.

However, after she came to work in the afternoon, she was a little strange. The phone kept ringing, but she didn't answer it. She just pressed it down and then again.

Yu Yang next to her asked her what happened, why didn't she answer the phone, Song Qinghuan looked absent-minded, just smiled, but the smile did not reach the eye level at all.

In the afternoon to prepare documents for the meeting, Song Qinghuan, Bai Rubing, and Yu Yang went to the meeting room.

In the middle, Song Qinghuan left for a while, her mobile phone was placed on the conference table.

The sound of the "dididi" message rang, and Bai Rubing subconsciously glanced at it. The content on the lock screen surprised her and was stunned with horror.

She swallowed and patted her chest subconsciously. After a long time, she calmed down. When she saw Song Qinghuan still hadn't come in, Yu Yang turned her back to herself, collating information on the side.

I couldn't help but feel the intense curiosity in her heart. Bai Rubing stretched out her hand and took the phone and read it again. After confirming that the content she had just watched was true, she immediately put down the phone again.