Chapter 44: The Queen

Mysterious, domineering, mighty.

At this moment, Zhao Jingwen no longer has the usual closeness with everyone in the clubhouse, and some are just as powerful as a queen.

Although he just stood there quietly, he attracted everyone's attention and focused all their eyes at once, and before he knew it, the voices in the hall disappeared, and everyone was waiting for Zhao Jingwen's final decision.

As long as Zhao Jingwen says a word, then the Dynasty Leisure Center opposite, which is not inferior to the Smejia Club, will belong to Zhao Jingwen, and everyone can't help but be a little envious while being in awe of Zhao Jingwen's mystery.

"Mr. Liu, let's go" Zhao Jingwen didn't let everyone wait, suddenly raised her head, and said calmly to Mr. Liu, who was waiting for the judgment of fate.

Mr. Liu looked at Zhao Jingwen with some puzzlement, and didn't understand whether Zhao Jingwen's words had other meanings.

In fact, except for Zhao Jingwen, everyone else in the club was a little anxious, and they couldn't wait to agree for Zhao Jingwen, if they hadn't seen the scene just now, with Zhao Jingwen's usual attitude towards everyone, everyone wouldn't mind saying something.

But now no one dares to speak without permission, even if it is a joke, because whether it is Sister Zhang or Mr. Liu, they are very humble in front of Zhao Jingwen.

"Let's go, I don't want anything from you, it's just the Imperial Leisure Center, don't open it opposite the Smejia Club," Zhao Jingwen said lightly.

It's just that this result has disappointed many people.

However, Mr. Liu was very happy, he thought that he would lose a lot of things, even his life, but he didn't expect that he just needed to close the Dynasty Leisure Center, and it was a big deal to change places and open it again, and glanced at Zhao Jingwen gratefully, and Mr. Liu left quickly.

Zhao Jingwen glanced at the curious looks of everyone around her, chuckled, and didn't explain too much: "Okay, let's get busy, the guests should come later."

In a sparse manner, the crowd quickly dispersed.

Zhao Jingwen came to the window, lit a cigarette, and smoked lightly, the indescribable complexity and contradiction in her heart, whether it was Sister Zhang's apology or Mr. Liu's bowing, Ye Weitian was behind her.

To say that it is such a big temptation to receive the Dynasty Center under her own name, Zhao Jingwen is not tempted, but she can't accept these things, because she has no relationship with Ye Weitian anymore, even if she and Ye Weitian used to be lovers.

No matter how happy and sweet the two were and what kind of connection they had, but when Ye Weitian married that woman, there was no longer any relationship between them, and now she just wants to live a simple life, because she is really tired, especially her heart, she has experienced so much, she is really tired.

The past is all over after all, and blindly mentioning the past, whether sweet or bitter, is just asking for trouble.

Because I didn't want to have anything to do with Ye Weitian, when I was facing difficulties last night, I had already entered that number, but Zhao Jingwen didn't dial it out after all.

However, Zhao Jingwen didn't expect that Ye Weitian would still know after all, and even send Fang Ziqiang to deal with those troubles that seemed to her to be very big troubles, but in Ye Weitian's eyes, it was just a trivial matter that could be done casually.

Jingle bells!

A melodious ringtone interrupted Zhao Jingwen's thoughts, picked up the phone, and when she saw the familiar number on the screen, she was stunned for a moment and didn't pick it up for the first time.

And the ringing of the mobile phone did not stop, just kept ringing stubbornly, as if the person who was calling did not have any thoughts of hanging up at all.

The phone kept ringing, which also attracted Xia Rou in front of the counter, looking at Zhao Jingwen's appearance in a daze, she couldn't help but remind: "Sister Zhao, phone, phone"

Zhao Jingwen glanced at Xia Rou, sighed, walked out of Simeijia with her mobile phone, stood on the side of the road, looked at the mobile phone that was still ringing, and finally picked it up, but she didn't say a word.

"Xiaowen, I thought you wouldn't answer my phone, but I didn't expect you to pick it up" Ye Weitian's words full of joy came from the phone.

Zhao Jingwen originally thought that after many years, she would be sad, even painful, or excited when she heard that familiar voice again, but the reality was so far away from what she expected, like heaven and earth.

Because she found that her mood was very calm, not the kind of forced calm, but a kind of indifferent calm, looking down on everything, and being smoothed out by time, as if the person on the other side of the phone was just a stranger, a passerby, and not a lover who was once in love at all.

"You did it," Zhao Jingwen said calmly.

"Xiaowen, you should know, I won't let you suffer any grievances, Qiangzi will keep an eye on your clubhouse, if you have something to say, you can directly greet him and deal with the result, if you are not satisfied, tell me directly" Ye Weitian's words were a little excited.

"Let's call me by my name, I hear it awkwardly by calling Xiaowen, and I once said that we have nothing to do with it now, at most we are familiar strangers, so don't have too much to do with it, after all, you are also married, and now you are so unclear with me, it is not good for anyone, besides, we are nothing, aren't we? As for today's events, I thank you!"

Zhao Jingwen's tone was like a flowing stream, not alarming, without a trace of fluctuation, calm and a little depressing.

And Ye Weitian heard this calm voice, but his brows furrowed tightly, he was not afraid that Zhao Jingwen would make trouble with him, he was not afraid that she would be angry and jealous, but he was afraid of this kind of peace that looked down on everything, just like the words that Qiangzi brought to him for Zhao Jingwen last night, although he was very ruthless, but he had a hint of joy.

Because in his opinion, Zhao Jingwen is just angry words, although there has been no contact for many years, Ye Weitian still thinks that he knows Zhao Jingwen very well, so he has today's call.

However, when he heard Zhao Jingwen's plain words, he suddenly understood that Zhao Jingwen was no longer the Zhao Jingwen he was familiar with, and Zhao Jingwen at this moment had already seen her former feelings very lightly.

For Ye Weitian, who has always loved Zhao Jingwen in his heart, it is no later than a sunny day.

Taking a deep breath and calming down, Ye Weitian became confident again, after all, as far as he knew, for so many years, there had not been any men around Zhao Jingwen, not even a man who had come to talk to.

You must know that Zhao Jingwen's appearance is excellent, and for so many years, it is not that no one has pursued it, but Zhao Jingwen has not given anyone a chance.

So, after so many years, Zhao Jingwen has not talked about her boyfriend and is still single, does it mean that in her heart, she still can't forget the love she once had.

The most important thing is that Ye Weitian knows that although he is married, he does not love that woman, the union of the two is just to take what they need, in his heart, he still loves the tender woman Zhao Jingwen.

Ye Weitian, who had regained his self-confidence, said gently: "Xiaowen, do we have to be like this? After so many years, you are the only one in my heart."

"Mr. Ye, does it make sense to say these things now? It's just a joke, not only to tarnish your marriage, but also to insult my personality, Xiaowen, this title is too intimate for us now, not too suitable, and don't appear in my life in the future, I just want to live a peaceful life" Zhao Jingwen said calmly.

After a pause, he took a deep breath before continuing: "If it's okay, I'll hang up the phone, thank you again for your help"

After finishing speaking, even Zhao Jingwen herself felt a little strange, the love that she thought was once unforgettable and unforgettable forever became blurred, and even Ye Weitian's face and voice, she was about to forget.

If this hadn't happened, she wouldn't have known that the love she thought had slowly faded with the passage of time, and what she kept now was just a trace of yearning for beautiful love.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Jingwen's mouth, and even she didn't understand why she was laughing.

"Okay, take care of yourself" Ye Weitian knew that although Zhao Jingwen was gentle, the stubbornness hidden in her personality made it difficult for her to change once she made a decision, so after finishing speaking, she hung up the phone first.

The expression on Ye Weitian's face, who put away the phone, was not very good, after so many years, he finally mustered up the courage to make a call to Zhao Jingwen, not only did he not receive a warm response, but even the relationship between the two became inferior to passers-by.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, hehe, what a sarcastic word, when did he and Zhao Jingwen become so polite"

Ye Weitian, who was in an irritable mood, muttered to himself, picked up his mobile phone casually and called out again.

"Qiangzi, Xiaowen, are you sure that there is no man close to her?"

"Brother Tian, I'm sure, for so many years, I've been sending people to Sister Zhao's side, absolutely not," Fang Ziqiang said with certainty.

"Okay, there's nothing to do, you're busy" Ye Weitian hung up the phone, and the whole person fell into deep thought.

And over there in the Smejia Club, Zhao Jingwen was also a little distracted, feeling empty in her heart, but she also had an indescribable lightness, as if the things in her heart had all disappeared in an instant.

It's just that the feeling of emptiness still makes her very uncomfortable, so she habitually takes out a cigarette again and lights it, standing on the side of the road and smoking it in small sips, recalling old things in her mind.

In these old things, there are the impulses and passions of youth, as well as the liveliness of youth, recalling the memories that are far away, Zhao Jingwen's thoughts have become long.

In the night, under the neon lights, Zhao Jingwen smoked a cigarette elegantly, like a queen, looking graceful and luxurious, and the professional suit connected her figure to the fullest, making her graceful and luxurious, more enchanting and charming.

The beautiful scenery at this moment in the night has also attracted the attention of many passers-by, making people can't help but want to stop and watch, and even the driver who drives the car can't help but glance at a few times, after all, for the beautiful scenery, beauty, anyone will pay attention to it out of instinct.