After Cen Bowen got in the car, he kept reminiscing about Zhuo Jiali's bits and pieces, her beautiful face, pure eyes, ruddy lips, thin but extremely curved waist, soft little hands, and smooth calves...... In particular, her expression of annoyance, shyness or consternation, like a feather stretching out from all directions scratching his heart, he bit his lower lip and desperately suppressed the smile overflowing from the bottom of his heart, and finally couldn't resist it, and simply indulged himself and grinned at the car window.

That night, Cen Bowen, who had no interest in the charity gala and purely coped with official business, became the center of attention of the gala with Zhuo Jiali under the arrangement of God. I don't care what others think of Cen Bowen at all, but this woman who makes her feel strange is naturally stuck in his arms, and he is inexplicably satisfied and happy. At the end of the dance, he didn't know why he wanted to chase after Zhuo Jiali, and his heart was full of loss when he lost her trace.

All the inexplicable feelings are later integrated into Cen Bowen's project for the library of Gaoning Orphanage. It stands to reason that such a trivial matter, he could have handed it over to Shang Qingyuan to solve it with some money, but the president of the dignified Zhenzhong Media actually did it himself for the library upgrade project of a small orphanage, and went to the site many times to see the design drawings and construction progress.

Originally, the name of the library was just to add icing on the cake to Cen Bowen and Xia Xiaoxiao's red line, but later the heroine changed hands, and the unaware orphanage just wanted to hang the old sign of the original "library" at will, but Cen Bowen was unrelenting, he had his own little Jiujiu in his heart - this was the first exclusive crystallization of him and Zhuo Jiali, how could it be treated "casually" by others?

So, taking Zhuo Jiali's "Jia" character and Cen Bowen's own "Wen" word, Jia Wentang came into being, but at a glance, it was quite bookish, and everything was arranged in the dark.

In this crystallization of the two led by Cen Bowen, his natural love for Zhuo Jiali seemed sudden in Zhuo Jiali's eyes, but in fact, it had been accumulated for a long time, just one time away.

At this time, Shang Qingyuan, who couldn't concentrate on driving, kept glancing at the back row through the rearview mirror. Cen Bowen didn't hear what Zhuo Jiali said outside the car, and he didn't have the heart to guess what the two of them just said at this moment, because he just wanted to call the car repair master - the rearview mirror was broken, so bad that it reflected the cold senior brother in the back seat and distorted it into a smile from ear to ear!

Because of Shengyuan's project, Zhuo Jiali has not had a good rest for a long time even on holidays, the next day is the weekend, with a foot injury, she wanted to sleep until she woke up naturally, but she had a very strange dream, in the dream she has been being chased and killed, every place she hides will be found by the enemy, she can only run desperately, when she can't run and is about to give up, suddenly a warrior in armor appeared in front of her, holding her hand to kill out of the encirclement. The warrior took her to the high cliff by the sea, and she finally saw his face clearly-Cen Bowen! Cen Bowen's lips were slowly approaching her, she closed her eyes with joy, and suddenly her feet were hanging in the air, and in a panic, she tried to open her eyes, and in front of her was Cen Bowen's sneering face and the sky that kept moving away, and then the whole person sank to the bottom of the sea...... She couldn't help but sit up from the bed, the real world was only bright, she wiped the cold sweat on her head and looked at the alarm clock, it was not 6 o'clock, and she fell back into bed.

After such a toss, Zhuo Jiali was completely sleepy, she picked up the sapphire jewelry placed at the head of the bed, and recalled in her mind the last thing Cen Bowen said to her when he looked elsewhere yesterday.

"As my woman, I don't ask you to be gentle and considerate, but be sure to give me the message!"

Did he say to himself, his woman, when did he become his woman, did he ask his opinion, and what is the message, why? It seems that he doesn't even meet the premise of his "woman"!

Zhuo Jiali was angry on this end, but on the other side she remembered all his tenderness for herself.

As the well-known cold-faced and domineering president of Zhenzhong Group and the handsome son of the sky, many celebrities and ladies in Gaoning City only take great pains to see them at them, and those unmarried women in the company basically take Cen Bowen as the only criterion for choosing a mate, fantasizing that they can fly on the branches and become a phoenix and become the respectful boss lady of everyone in Zhenzhong. To be favored by such a man, it stands to reason that a woman will be heartbeat, cheering, and grateful, and wish to announce it to the world immediately.

But Zhuo Jiali has a strong sense of unreal fear. Although there are too many happy stories of the prince and Cinderella in the TV series, after all, it is just to satisfy the alternative spiritual sustenance that the dicks seek because they can't get it, coaxing their tears and heart palpitations. In the real world, it is basically cruel, and the gap between the identity and status between himself and Cen Bowen cannot be narrowed and erased by a few ambiguous glances between the two.

Besides, Zhuo Jiali really couldn't figure out Cen Bowen's inner thoughts, in the vast sea of admirers, how could he look at his ordinary self, whether he needed to have some fun with himself because of his boring life, or because of the Shengyuan project, he had the illusion that he had emotional needs due to his work needs, etc., etc., there was no way to judge how he should correctly understand this relationship. That dream should be the truest feeling in my subconscious, there is nowhere to hide, and I will eventually get hurt.

Zhuo Jiali was upset, and suddenly covered her head with the quilt, forcing herself to fall asleep quickly, not wanting those messy things, but often backfired, and the more she wanted to sleep, the more awake she became. She kicked off the quilt, sighed, and tried to move her injured foot from yesterday, but it didn't hurt much, and it was boring to lie down, so she got up to change her clothes and go for a walk.

Zhuo Jiali lives in the old town, either an old-fashioned low-rise dormitory or a small bungalow. Over the years, Mr. Cen has actually treated Zhuo Laosan quite favorably, and the money he saved is enough to move to a better place, but Zhuo Laosan is nostalgic for the old, and the neighbors and neighbors have been used to it for decades, and everyone is closed to move to a new place, and no one knows one, but feels unaccustomed.

Zhuo's house was left by Zhuo Jiali's grandfather, it is a bungalow with a small courtyard, a few years ago, Zhuo Laosan took advantage of the time when Zhuo Jiali went to college and did not go home to live, and renovated it inside and out. This house is basically decorated according to Zhuo Jiali's preferences, Zhuo Laosan does not understand, but fortunately found the right decoration company to help design and construct, although the place is small, it is also trimmed and arranged elegantly and comfortably.

Entering the courtyard gate is a stone path, on one side is a small lawn, a white rattan rocking chair, on the other side is a pebble fish pond, there is a small rockery next to the fish pond, on which are placed a few pots of green plants. The exterior walls of the small house are painted light blue, white doors and windows, and the door frame is connected to the window frame with a circle of small beige lights, which are lit at night, and it is quite atmospheric to sit in a rocking chair and rest. As soon as you enter the house, there is a small living room connected to the dining room, a kitchen and a bathroom, a room for Zhuo Laosan, a room for Zhuo Jiali, and a guest room and study, and a small door behind the living room is connected to the living lawn behind the house, which is usually used to dry clothes and quilts. There is also a deserted kennel in the corner of the living lawn, and since the death of her dog, the sad Zhuo Jiali has no heart to have other pets.

Zhuo Jiali was afraid of waking Zhuo Laosan, so she tiptoed out the door. This time, the sky was almost bright, but because it was a weekend, there were only a few passers-by on the road. Some snack bars have opened along the road, and the aroma of hot air wafts through the road. Zhuo Jiali was in no mood for losing her appetite, so she didn't stop and continued to move forward.

After walking for about a kilometer, Zhuo Jiali came to the more commercial places in this area, where there are more shopping malls, restaurants, hotels, and bars, and it is quite lively at night, and now only the sanitation workers are left to clean up the mess of the previous night.

Zhuo Jiali was leisurely passing by the front of a bar, when suddenly a pair of conjoined babies rushed out of it and almost hit Zhuo Jiali. Zhuo Jiali stopped her feet suddenly, gasped, if she didn't look closely, she thought that what came out was a couple, but when she looked closely, she found that it was actually two good-looking men, looking at the intimacy of their hooking shoulders, it should be "that" relationship.

Zhuo Jiali looked at the bar sign, and suddenly knew in her heart, not that the locals don't know, this bar is a relatively hidden same-sex bar, and it is usually criticized by the neighbors, but this is too far away from Zhuo Jiali's busy life after all, she has only heard of it but has not paid much attention to it, and she usually has nothing to do and rarely comes to this area.

Zhuo Jiali was about to leave quickly, but one of the men with a strong smell of alcohol and a stiff head stopped her.

"I said you don't look bad, but why are you so rude and bumped into someone without apologizing!"

Zhuo Jiali didn't say anything when she heard it, but she just wanted to bypass them with an angry face, thinking: I walked so slowly, you two rushed out and almost hit me, I haven't investigated it yet, but you came to Xingshi to ask for the guilt!

When the man saw that Zhuo Jiali didn't pay attention, the wine was gushing up, and he wanted to grab her arm and prevent her from leaving. The man next to him who was still relatively sober with a ponytail hurriedly grabbed him and persuaded: "How do you compete with other women, don't spoil the fun, let's go somewhere else to play." ”

Zhuo Jiali looked at the ponytail man when she heard this, I don't know if she has been thinking about Cen Bowen recently, and she actually thinks that the ponytail man's appearance and temperament are a bit similar to Cen Bowen, especially his straight nose and thin lips, the most different thing is that he has long hair tied in a ponytail at the back of his head, if he doesn't appear in this place and stick to a man, he looks like a talented artist.

It's a pity that a man with such a look is arched by a man! Zhuo Jiali felt sorry in her heart, and on the surface she still thanked the ponytail man with a polite smile. The ponytail man didn't respond much, just hugged the stupid man next to him and walked briskly in the other direction.

After walking around and going home, Zhuo Jiali brought breakfast to Zhuo Laosan. I don't know if it was because the morning air was fresher to get rid of distracting thoughts, or if she was really tired after walking, Zhuo Jiali fell on the bed and quickly fell back asleep.