No matter what gender you have, you have to admit that in our daily lives, men and women will always be more frequent than women in the frequency of quarrels between people of the same sex.

After all, the contradiction between a woman and a woman is as easy as an excuse to buy clothes. It can be a husband, children, family, status, interpersonal relationships, work ability, and even appearance, figure, food, and a series of factors that are visible to the naked eye suddenly become the fuse of this quarrel.

Even if one day, all these external factors disappear, women can quarrel for the sake of arguing. It's like buying some clothes back without excuses, just buying them just for the sake of buying them.

But in a lot of clothes bought, there are always one or two that can't be worn for outsiders to see, which is equivalent to some quarrels that shouldn't happen. For example, me and Ye Bei.

Although she is not stupid, she just provoked the unhappiness in my heart with her blatant simplicity and superficiality, but I should not have made a move. After all, this little girl's mouth is not strong, I guess I will only wait for her to see Mo Jia, and she will definitely cry.

What kind of virtue is Mo Jia, he has no face and no skin. Once Ye Bei's cry falls into his ears, I'm afraid I will never be able to get rid of the ex-girlfriend character who has left feelings for him.

It's ridiculous.

As soon as I leaned back, my whole body leaned tightly against the inner wall of the elevator, and my teeth creaked: No, before Mo Jia misunderstood me, I had to come up with a countermeasure to completely get rid of the entanglement of the old husband and young wife.

I frowned, the elevator clanged, and the eighth floor arrived.

Standing up and sighing, he pulled the dull box and walked slowly in the corridor where no one passed.

As I walked, a flash of inspiration flashed in my head.

Mo Jia only showed me a photo of Mosquito in office, and based on this photo alone, who can prove that the company that Mosquito currently works for is Mo Jia's company? What if all this is just a bureau? What if it just happens that someone who is familiar with Mo Jia has become a colleague of Mosquito?

At that time, it was so unexpected that I couldn't calm down like heaven and earth, so I didn't ask in detail, but now that I think about it calmly, it seems that there are loopholes everywhere.

I took my key card out of my coat pocket, dropped my suitcase and plastic bag inside the door, and turned back in.

At the stall waiting for the elevator, I took out my mobile phone and flipped out the afternoon chat records to take a closer look, and sure enough, Mosquito only said that she was going to work overtime tonight, and did not mention the gossip about the boss's second wedding celebration. If there is no problem with the mosquito's language skills, then there is no doubt that Mo Jia is tricking me.

I tapped my head lightly on the inner wall of the elevator, and the smugness of Mo Jia in the café came to mind, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but laugh.

The interaction between people has been different since ancient times. Some people respect moral character, choose to be upright and upright, and speak out; some people go behind their backs and seek the realization of a kind of interest by means of deception and abduction.

There is no doubt that a man like Mo Jia lacks neither the openness of the former nor the viciousness of the latter, at best he is a clown walking in the cracks.

I was very happy with this discovery.

So much so that I stepped out of the elevator and stood under the dim lintel of the café, just looking at a few tungsten roses on both sides of the lintel, and I saw the prosperity and beauty of the flowers.

Probably because of the outrageous number of customers, or maybe the waiter's eyesight is so good that he is mad, as soon as I appeared, he greeted me with enthusiasm: "No coffee, a cup of green tea, please here." ”

To please a woman, the more sincere the hypocrisy, the more you can hit it with one blow.

I was flattered and smiled at the corner of my mouth, and I didn't have the heart to talk to him about whether the green tea should be made in a smoky porcelain cup instead of a glass.

He said, "I want to find a seat overlooking the main entrance of the hall on the first floor, is there any?"

The waiter grew a long sigh, and his dark eyes lit up, and he took me around a pillar as thick as half a wall, behind which was hidden a booth.

This booth is different from the other seats, and it should be a walled place, but it has been replaced by a floor-to-ceiling window, which just happens to see the people coming and going in the hall on the first floor.

"As the name suggests, this seat is called the Observatory. The waiter saw my satisfaction in my eyebrows, showed the greed of the merchant, and began to sit on the ground and bargain: "In addition to the tea fee, the observatory needs to be charged 50% service fee, may I ask, are you sure you want to sit here?"

The corners of my mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Sit." ”

The waiter smiled and wished me a happy cup of tea, and left happily. Jiang Beisheng's call came at this juncture.

I hesitated a little before I took the call when the phone was about to end.

"Wu Xiaoqi?"

Before I could speak, Jiang Beisheng's thick voice came from the phone like a monkey burning his buttocks.

I felt guilty for my misunderstanding of him, and disgusted with his indifference in handling things, and finally simply hummed up.

"Are you really going to stay in Beijing for another week?"

I was stunned for a moment, and the awkwardness in my heart was like an avalanche, and I was caught off guard: "From your words, can I understand that you are closely monitoring me through the waiter at the front desk of the hotel?"

“……”

The other party was silent.

From a psychological point of view, this kind of silence can be understood as a kind of acquiescence after the scheming is discovered and exposed, and it can also be regarded as an attitude that the person concerned is wrong and does not regret and does not want to apologize.

Each of them has the effect of adding fuel to the fire, and I hung up the phone with a snap. I took a big sip of tea from the unpopular glass, and just swallowed, the phone rang again.

After a few hesitations, when I decided to pick it up, the bell tone was broken.

Is this the legendary perfect miss?

I stared sullenly at my phone and was secretly angry.

Fortunately, it soon rang again.

Without hesitation, I immediately took it.

It's rare that he didn't speak ill of me for deliberately not answering the phone.

“…… That Mo Jia," after a moment of silence, Jiang Beisheng used an uneasy tone for the first time at me: "Don't believe him, he approached you with a purpose." ”

Although I knew this reminder early on, I finally relieved a lot of the awkwardness in my heart, and sighed deliberately: "When I met him, he was not a fuel-efficient lamp. ”

"Do you even understand why you want to stay there? Do you want to think about coming to Shanghai for a few days?"

The corners of my mouth lifted slightly: "Why did I go to Shanghai, why didn't you stay in Beijing? Last night, you ridiculed me for being a fool, saying that you came all the way to protect me......

"I said I want to protect you?" Jiang Beisheng heard half of it, and roughly interrupted me, even through the mobile phone, I could copy the panic on his face at the moment from his rapid breathing: "What else did I say?"

Alarmed?

I was frightened by these two words that popped up in my mind, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses, and Nie Nie said: "Uh, no, no, it's just, just these two sentences." ”

The other end of the phone fell silent again, and for a long time, a voice that was not uneasy and anxious, only hidden with a faint sorrow, said: "Wu Xiaoqi, I am still at the airport, if you change your mind and decide to go to Shanghai with me, give me a reply within ten minutes, I can help you find a way about the ticket." Ten minutes later, if I don't see your reply, I wish you the best of luck. ”

(To be continued)