Chapter 133 Uncontrollable Thoughts

"Long time no see."

"Long time no see."

Two men once lived under one roof and grew up under the protection of a couple, but now they speak through a thick layer of glass, and the sun does not see the light of day within the walls of a prison, and the light shines brightly in the middle of a city.

"I didn't expect you to come to see me." The flat-headed man had a bleak smile of relief on his face, and there was something missing from his previous shrewdness and hypocrisy.

"You're at ease." He was the only one in the entire visiting room, and he looked at the man on the other side of the glass with a blank face, speaking calmly and coldly.

"I figured it out all this time, I went to prison at the age of 32, and after 15 years, I was released at the age of 47. At that time, he was a wasted person, and there was nothing. But I still have Zhang Can, and Zhang Can is waiting for me at home. The man smiled happily and looked down at the ring on his hand: "Qin Zhibei, I still hate you, I won't apologize to you." But I want to apologize to your parents, help me with a word, just say I'm sorry for his second elder, and wait for me to go out and bow down and apologize. ”

Qin Zhibei looked at the happy smile on his face that he had never had, and suddenly felt a little dazzling: "I know." I'll bring the words, but I won't believe you again. ”

"Hehe, just like Lin Wei doesn't believe you anymore?"

Qin Zhibie narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him vigilantly: "What do you know?" ”

"I don't know anything, I just know how painful it was for Lin Bing to go from being completely dependent at the beginning to being incredulous at the end, but you don't seem to feel it at all. You're just going to handle things between us on your own terms. ”

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"I've talked to her several times, in fact, Lin Bing is just fake strong, you left her fully armed for eight years, and you suddenly appeared, when she slowly lost her armor, she found herself a little scared, so she is still fully armed, and even fled."

"That's what she told you?"

"No, I don't know how many times more women I've played with than you, and I at least understand a little bit more about women's minds than you."

"Lin Wei is no comparison with the women you have played."

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"Stay well, I wish you an early future."

Qin Zhihao looked at the man who put down the phone and left directly, and frowned unhappily: It is really annoying from childhood to adulthood.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the drug rehab center." The man who came out of the iron gate put on his sunglasses again and sat handsomely and coldly in the black BMW. The man who was standing on the side smoking smiled, quickly stepped on the cigarette butt and got into the car.

"Boss, don't cry for a while." Miao Lang looked at the man driving on the side with a smile and teased easily.

"Don't make trouble when you go in, endure everything, and come out for me early."

"Oh, my dad told me this yesterday over and over again, and I want to be cocooned."

Qin Zhi turned his head and glanced at Miao Lang, who was picking his ears, and shook his head with a helpless chuckle.

"Miaozi, I'm sorry for you." Qin Zhibei looked at Miao Lang, who turned around to go in with the staff of the drug rehabilitation center, and shouted loudly.

Miao Lang stood in place, did not look back, raised his hand and raised a middle finger, waved his hand and left without looking back.

Qin Zhibie, who sent Miao Lang away, drove back to the company on the highway, and suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart: now he is no different from Qin Zhihao, he has no lover by his side, and now he has gone in with his brothers who share the joys and sorrows, only the work that can be done and the money that cannot be earned and an empty shell.

"Mr. Qin, here is a letter from you." The front desk lady watched the handsome and cold long-legged boss walk into the door of the company, and hurriedly walked over with the letter and handed it to him. Some stared blankly at the man who was looking down at the cover.

"Thank you." Qin Zhibei glanced up at the woman in professional clothes, the corners of his mouth hooked, and strode towards the elevator. Along the way, he nodded to the staff who were trembling with him.

Qin Zhibei leaned in the exclusive elevator, and as the elevator rose in a straight line, he opened the envelope in his hand, the familiar and clear handwriting made his heart beat a little faster, and his black eyes were slowly occupied by surprise and uncertainty.

Qin Zhibei, you are a pig!

The man couldn't help but smile when he looked at the simple single sentence written in the lower right corner of a large piece of letterhead. The student words written word by word are only written by Lin Jiong's girl, the man chuckled, his eyes were full of helplessness and pampering: "Silly girl" is so unbearable? Didn't you say that you wouldn't be contacted and wouldn't be looking for you?

Wuzi, who was waiting at the elevator door, looked at the elevator slowly rising with the folder in his hand, and was a little nervous to sort out his work clothes, for fear that it would be inappropriate. This is the first time he has officially gone to work, and in the past, it was a profession such as bodyguard fighting, and it was the first time for a staff member and assistant to the president to do it, so it was inevitable that he was a little nervous.

Bite!

"Good morning, Daqin." Wuzi looked at Qin Zhibi, who had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and strode behind him, saying the greetings he had contacted several times.

"Early. Departments are notified and a meeting is held in half an hour. Qin Zhibei, who was in a good mood, glanced at the man who was so nervous that he was sweating, and shook his head helplessly: Sure enough, he is still a child, "It may be a little incomprehensible and cumbersome, just ask San more." There's no need to be so nervous. Bring in a cup of coffee. After Qin Zhibei finished speaking, he closed the door and left the fifth son alone outside the door.

Wuzi was a little dazed, looked at the group of busy professional elites behind him, swallowed his saliva, and turned back to his office.

In the president's office on the 11th floor of ZERO, there was a man who had been smiling at a seemingly blank stationery, he turned the pen in his hand a little tangled, took out a new letter and put it on the table, just about to put down the pen but leaned back on the back of the chair, suddenly thought of something, took the envelope and looked at the cover: nothing, even if you want to send a letter back, I don't know where to send it, girl, are you playing with me?

Dali, Lin Jiong, who was sitting at home looking at the computer and making a plan, didn't have any ideas for the plan in his head at all, all of them: Did that guy receive the letter? You should have received it, right? It's been annoying to send it out for several days, Lin Wei slapped the computer screen down, got up and poured a glass of milk in the kitchen, leaned against the bay window, and looked at the busy street outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Slender fingers dotted the bulging lower abdomen from time to time: Baby, your dad is a fool.

It's not that Lin Zhibei doesn't want Qin Zhibie and his parents, it's just that she is not sure what kind of feelings Qin Zhibie has for herself now, although he has always said that he loves herself, but after so many things, she doesn't feel that he has taken into account his feelings. She didn't have the self-confidence, she didn't have the confidence to make sure that the man really loved her, maybe Barr was right, eight years, whatever it was, it would go bad, wouldn't it. She doesn't want her children to have no father, and no one can replace him.

Qin Zhifarewell, I'm about to give up (to be continued.) )