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Zhang Zhibei heard the meaning of Shen Zheng's words, Chen Xin had already described Shen Xin's horror to him in detail long before he came to Yizhou.

Seeing that Shen Zhong had no intention of chasing Han Zhiqi, Zhang Zhibei was silent for a moment, and said to Xia Jingjing: "It's okay, I'll send you back." ”

Xia Jingjing hesitated, "But they..."

Zhang Zhibei shook his head, interrupted her and said, "Let's talk about it when we go out." ”

Xia Jingjing let out an "oh", and when she heard that this was just a set of low-level response words from Zhang Zhibei in front of Shen Zheng, she followed behind Zhang Zhibei and stopped talking. When she passed by Shen Chong's side, she glanced at Shen Chong and found that Shen Chong was looking at her with his head hanging slightly. She panicked, hurriedly turned her head, and pulled Zhou Xiaoshu to leave in a hurry.

Xiang Guohuai stood beside Shen Chong, looking at the group of people who had left, and suddenly had an inexplicable feeling that he and Shen Chong were his own people. After digging deep for a while, I found that it was nothing more than because he was in his hotel, and Shen Zhong sent away these three groups of people in a row, and then he laughed dumbly, when did the boss of the dignified Mingyue Group have fallen to such a humble field?

This kind of self-deprecation was just a fleeting moment, and he smiled apologetically: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, I didn't help your friend just now." ”

"That Lin Gongzi, do you know?"

Xiang Guohuai didn't hesitate for a moment, nodded and replied: "The only son of Lin Sheng, director of the Provincial Public Security Department, is a junior at Yizhou University, named Lin Zheng. Lin Sheng and I are not familiar with each other, but we have met a few times at several events, and we can only know each other. ”

Shen Zhen was clear, and he didn't dwell too much on this topic, "Boss Xiang, I'm also sorry, I can't do anything about the two people you talked about tonight." ”

Xiang Guohuai smiled bitterly: "Mr. Shen doesn't need to mind, this may be the will of heaven." Heaven is going to kill me, even if a big Luo Jin Immortal comes, I'm afraid I can't do anything. What's more, I have been in the society for decades, and there is no shortage of the world I should have seen and experienced, and I did not admit defeat so easily. ”

Bow his head heavily, he and Xiang Guohuai are not familiar with each other, and they politely said a few more words, and Xiang Guohuai can feel more or less distance. Xiang Guohuai is not surprised, he still remembers that he didn't attach as much importance to this young man as Li Hongtai when they first met, even if he could imagine that with Li Hongtai's qualifications and identity, there was naturally a reason for him. But at that time, his mind was preoccupied with Xiang Dong's death, and he paid less attention to other things.

Now that I have to use others, I have done some work, and I am afraid that there will be some estrangement in my heart, not to mention these young people who have just emerged.

He was very interested in asking someone to drive him home, but Shen Zheng naturally shook his head and refused. Xiang Guohuai is not reluctant, nothing is done in one step, if there is a heart, everyone will come to Japan for a long time.

Shen Zheng is by no means a person who likes to make friends, but it is not difficult to reach either. After a meal, Xiang Guohuai knew it in his heart, and still sent him out of the door, watching him disappear into the night with the Wuling Hongguang, and he couldn't have any ridiculous feelings in his heart.

It seemed that he and Han Zhiqi were getting more and more of a feeling of being cut and tidy, and he was in a messy mood, so he simply drove the car directly to a nearby park.

In late autumn, it takes only two hours to enter the night, and the weather in Yizhou is quite pleasant. In the park, there are many families who have just eaten and come out for a stroll, and there are some young couples who have just gotten off work or class in pairs, where they are whispering but passionate about the future.

"Qianqian, listen to my explanation..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, you just have a leg with her, I see what you want to say, am I really a fool?!"

"It's not what you think," the boy argued helplessly and weakly.

"What is that like?" the girl stopped, tears still on her face, distressing.

You should be able to see the dawn of reconciliation, right?, but the boy still looked tired, "Listen to me..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen! You know that I am innocent and kind, and you must be ready to lie to me again!"

The boy looked up, looked up at the starry sky at a forty-five degree angle, and sighed long, wanting to cry without tears.

It turns out that there are also not so harmonious, small fights, and a serious smile.

The plain and comfortable life is actually colorful.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked directionlessly along the sheep's intestine path in the park, and under the slightly dim orange light, the back of a single shadow was inexplicably lonely.

I found a bench where no one was there and sat down, it was densely leafed, darker than the rest of the place, and although I could see my fingers, there were few pedestrians coming and going.

Looking at the families who were holding or holding children from afar, the corners of his heavy mouth slowly hooked up a smile that he didn't even notice. It's all worth it, isn't it...

The girl named Han Zhiqi suddenly broke into what should have been a pool of stagnant life, the girl who could almost make all men in the world worship under her pomegranate skirt just by her appearance. She is lively, cheerful and optimistic, and sometimes a little rough and willful.

A pool of stagnant water, or a pool of stagnant water, Han Zhiqi failed to stir up a circle of ripples in his heart.

I thought so...

But in fact, it's not.

It turned out that he didn't know when he was going to be angry with her, and he didn't even realize how pure the violent aura that erupted from the bottom of his heart was. He is not as unruly and arrogant as Yang Tianyi, and he will not be angry because Han Zhiqi has been wronged. But ask yourself, if Han Zhiqi really suffered even the slightest actual injury one day...

Shen Zheng didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The black swan, who had endured heavy and monstrous anger, was bloodily slaughtered by him for four days and four nights because of a Li Dongkui, harvesting the lives of no less than 2,000 people, and refining it into a hell of a nose, and even making this giant who had been in the top three in the mercenary world for many years unable to slow down for two years!

The weight of utter anger is the king of the dark world, like a god, like a Yama.

Two young men and women, who were a few kilometers apart, took out their mobile phones at the same time and opened the half-night-long text message chat records between the two. Han Zhiqi read every word, and refused to let go of even a punctuation mark.

'Happy Holidays!'

'Why haven't you slept yet?'

'I'm thinking about being alone, I can't sleep...'

Hehe, Han Zhiqi suddenly opened his mouth slightly, laughed silently, I don't know when, his eyes were already teary, and even the pillow towel was wet.

She tried not to make any noise, sent a message, then put down her phone and closed her eyes.

"I miss you. ”

Holding the mobile phone, Shen Zheng, whose thoughts were scattered and scattered, suddenly received this message, and for a while he had a rare feeling of being at a loss, and sighed silently after a few seconds. He admitted that this girl, in fact, was unaware of it in his heart, and it was so magical to make waves.

......

In the blink of an eye, Qu Yuan and Su Wanqing have confirmed their relationship for more than half a month, but the two have not seen each other much. Su Wanqing, who regained love, should have been radiant, but an unexpected event made her busy and almost exhausted.

She has her own career, although it is not smooth, but it is also the result of her independent work with both hands and feet so far, if it is not out of her own volition or really to the extent that Qu Yuan can't stand it, Qu Yuan will not interfere too much in her affairs.

Because of this, he never noticed that Su Wanqing had been a lot haggard recently, this twenty-nine-year-old man who had never been in love had actually been complained by Su Wanqing in private. She had never mentioned it in front of Qu Yuan, those little daughters' thoughts, where could Qu Yuan guess this blank piece of paper.

Su Wanqing arrived at the company late today, and before she entered the office, she was summoned by her secretary, saying that Xiao Cihu was looking for her.

Su Wanqing nodded, put the bag first, and knew what was going on without guessing, so Xiao Cihu was looking for her for the second time during this time.

It's not because of the Song family's incident last time, this point was beyond Su Wanqing's expectations, Xiao Cihu showed a measure that ordinary people can't reach, and I don't know if it's Song Tingjun's half-truths and half-truths.

What gave Su Wanqing a headache was something else, she sorted out her recent work ideas, changed her mental outlook and walked out of the office.

"Tuk tuk..."

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Su has arrived..."Zhou Yan knocked lightly on the door, and behind him stood the goddess of his dreams that he imagined countless times every night.