We Are Meant To Be novel Chapter 121

Christy Zhong didn't dare to look up. She kept lowering her head and staring at the part under his chest muscle. Did he build such a figure by running every day?

Of course, this was the result of his childhood exercise. Now, his daily activities were just to keep it. He had a special and fixed fitness time every week.

"Squeak!" When James Feng finished sucking the last mouthful of milk, he made the sound of sucking an empty tube. He just sucked it and didn't take a look at it at all.

Was this the result of the extreme work? If one had something to eat, he just opened your mouth without paying attention to it.

This voice made Christy recover from her thoughts and quickly respond, "well, Mr. Feng, our lunch should be here in a few minutes." As he spoke, he took the milk cup back from his lips, took it out to wash it, and then put it back into the small box for him.

Sure enough, when Christy got back to the office and was to sat down and had a good look at the two drawings when the phone rang, the meal came. She quickly went down to pick up the meal. When she came up, Ming also came with the document. So they had a simple dinner before they started to work.

James discussed works with Ming, while Christy Zhong was dedicated to two works, their conversation, and painting. She tried to change the thought in her brain into an image so that whenever she was free, she could draw it.

As time went by, everyone was immersed in their work, and no one noticed that the time passed so fast, until Christy's phone rang urgently.

She was surprised. Who would call her at this time? If it was Wen, she should have sent her a WeChat, a feeling of something wrong filled her heart.

However, she could only know when she got through, so she took out her mobile phone quickly while expressing her apology for the disturbance.

Indeed, it was called in the hospital. A sense of fear poured into her heart. The ominous feeling swept her whole body, She couldn't care for any other things but got through.

"Christy Zhong? Your mother has postoperative complications. Please come to the hospital immediately."

Christy felt suddenly that she was like a leaf swirling in the autumn wind, her voice trembled. "Need operation? Please start right away. I'll be over now. "

James Feng and Ming stopped their discussions. "Go back first, and sort out every detail here, and make sure to implement it at the fastest speed."

No good project or cooperation can be successful without actual implementation or practice.

Ming understood the truth. He nodded and said as he packed up his things, "Mr. Feng, I'll drive to send Secretary Zhong to the office."

Now they are both very tired, it was not suitable for any one of them to drive.