She stared at the noodles in the bowl and muttered to herself.

She took a deep breath, picked up her chopsticks and ate the noodles, the sound of sucking the noodles was particularly loud in the restaurant, and there was no ladylike temperament at all.

But she felt that in this way she could eat this bowl of noodles, and the louder she ate, the more lively she became, and she was not the only one here.

Looking at the bowl of noodles that had already been eaten, and there was still some soup left at the bottom, she picked up the bowl again and drank it clean.

went upstairs and stood at the door of Zhao Zifeng's bedroom room, her steps stopped.

Her gaze involuntarily looked over, and even her hand slowly lifted up very disobediently, holding on to the bedroom doorknob.

The cold and hard touch of the doorknob instantly made Sun Mengjiao wake up.

"How could he come back?"

She laughed to herself, turned around and went back to her room, undressed and lay down on the bed, relieving the tension of the whole day.

Suddenly felt a lot of pain in a certain part of her head, she sat up dejectedly, stared at herself in the dressing mirror, stroked the painful position, and found that Wang Wenshu had pulled several strands of hair down when she touched it.

She combed it, threw her hair in the trash, and sat on the edge of the bed with her knees crossed, stunned.

If she had been treated like this by Wang Wenshu and Luo Hao before, she would have cried a long time ago, no matter how strong she was, she wouldn't be able to endure such treatment, right?

But now she has a tougher heart than before, and if she has any wounds, she can hide and lick them by herself, cover them by herself, even if she can't heal, she can also block external injuries.

She tried to adjust her state, and after taking a shower, she curled up on the bed early, hugged a pillow and fell asleep in a daze.

She was sleeping soundly when she suddenly felt the bed on her side sink in, and a firm arm reached over and slowly hugged her.

The hot feeling on his arm, as well as the familiar smell on his body, made her naturally think that this person was Zhao Zifeng.

His movements were gentle and slow, as if he were afraid of waking her.

After Sun Mengjiao opened her eyes slightly, the corners of her mouth hooked self-deprecatingly, and closed them sleepily.

Zhao Zifeng's eyes couldn't shake off the tiredness, and when he saw her lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, the tiredness in his eyes instantly disappeared, and he could gently melt into water.

"Sleep like a pig."

His deep voice, deliberately lowered, seemed like a low murmur in the silent and dark night, and like a doting sigh.

The lights in the room were turned off, and the moonlight outside sprinkled a layer of silver glow in the room, and the two people on the bed, bathed in this layer of silver light, his tall and slender figure completely held Sun Mengjiao in his arms.

Sun Mengjiao rubbed the soft part of her head, warm and warm with a fluttering heartbeat, she frowned slightly and then stretched out.

Her hand clinged to his chest, and the other rested on his neck, like a soft kitten, rubbing hard into his arms.

Zhao Zifeng closed his eyes, a satisfied smile hooked at the corner of his mouth, and sighed: "Only in your sleep can you be so well-behaved." ”

The words were spoken almost silently.

The light of the morning sun jumped mischievously in every part of the room, Sun Mengjiao's quilt was well covered, she was facing the side of the window, and slowly opened her eyes from the warm light.

"It's another good day, but I'm not happy at all."

She sighed softly and subconsciously looked at the position beside her, it was empty, no one had ever been lying down.

She frowned slightly, knocked her head, and got up from the bed, "It turns out that everything was a dream last night!" ”

Her sense of loss fermented and spread from her heart little by little, almost venting from her chest.

She clearly remembered that when she was sleeping in a daze last night, someone hugged her and said something to her, and even the body temperature and heartbeat on his body were still there, how could it be a dream?

But the facts have to make her believe that she is probably thinking about it day and night, and it is purely self-inflicted humiliation, who does Zhao Zifeng want by his side?

The relationship between her and him is nothing more than mutual satisfaction and mutual amusement, except for a paper agreement, it is not a fart.

Facing this Zhao Mansion alone, she will not think of Zhao Zifeng all the time, which makes her disappointed and very uncomfortable at the same time.

She is like a drowning person who can't swim, how desperately she screams for help, the person standing on the shore always watches her quietly, letting her struggle, and does not come down to save her.

From the initial expectation, to pleading, then slowly disappointed, and finally to despair.

She didn't want to become such a terrible resentful woman, she just wanted to live an easier and simpler life.

She got up and opened the curtains, letting the golden red light of the morning light completely illuminate the room.

She comforted herself: "When my father's illness is cured, I will leave, and I will be fine with him and me." ”

When she went to the company, she didn't take the road from yesterday, she was afraid that she would think of Xin Chuyi's miscarriage for no reason, which made her uneasy.

When she arrived at the company, the people in the company were slightly less enthusiastic about the incident between her and Wang Wenshu, but the matter between Zhao Zifeng and her was still circulating in the company.

Sun Mengjiao sat in the office, seriously dealing with the documents that did not come yesterday, and suddenly heard the footsteps from far and near, she raised her eyes and saw Zhao Zifeng, who had not appeared in the company for a long time, with a strange woman, came to the office.

The woman was dressed boldly and revealingly, very cheerful, revealing a lively youthful atmosphere, holding Zhao Zifeng's arm with one hand, the two were very close, she also covered her lips with her hands, whispering something in his ear, Zhao Zifeng smiled lightly.

Her black and white eyes trembled slightly, her chest was suffocated, and her eyes were sour, as if something was deposited and was about to erupt.

She forced herself to look away and look down at the papers, but she couldn't calm down.

The mind was uncontrollably full of the scene just now, the woman didn't know what she said, she actually made Zhao Zifeng show her face so easily, and the two behaved intimately as if they had known each other for a long time.

Thinking about it like this, she suddenly remembered that this woman's face seemed to be the one who had an affair with Zhao Zifeng a few days ago.

The corners of Zhao Zifeng's mouth were slightly hooked, and he seemed to look in the direction of Sun Mengjiao inadvertently, seeing that she lowered her head and kept silent, not like the other two assistants, she cast a curious gaze, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became more obvious.

"Sun Mengjiao, bring the documents in."

Different from the attitude towards the woman, he lowered his face coldly, bent his finger on Sun Mengjiao's desktop and tapped, his voice was serious, as if it was routine, businesslike.

Sun Mengjiao's heart seemed to be invisibly grabbed by a hand, kneading it arbitrarily, and it hurt so much that she could only grit her teeth and swallow it.

"Okay."

The tall woman, the moment she entered the office, turned her head and eyebrows flew, and glanced at Sun Mengjiao, under her pure cheeks, there was a moment of sexiness.

Sun Mengjiao pursed her pink lips, tried to ignore her, and absentmindedly sorted out the documents.

With a "snap", the door slowly closed, and the figures of the two people inside were slowly isolated from Sun Mengjiao's sight.

Her action of sorting out the documents was abrupt, and she could see the woman beside Zhao Zifeng clearly with an unscrupulous gaze.

Looking over from her point of view, she happened to see a woman wearing sexy high heels, following behind Zhao Zifeng, with elegant steps and very eye-catching.

Zhao Zifeng sat on the sofa with her, very close, and poured tea for her personally, he turned his back to Sun Mengjiao, so that she couldn't see his current look, but she was sure that he must have talked and laughed with her.

Sure enough, not all the things reported by the media are chasing after the wind.

His relationship with this woman is probably far more intimate than in the report.

Who can force a man of his level to pour tea for a woman?

Sun Mengjiao's eyes darkened, her heart was uncomfortable, and she didn't even notice that the information in her hand was crumpled into a ball.

The other two assistants walked over dumbfounded, staring at the two people in the office, "Mengjiao, what's the situation?" ”

Sun Mengjiao came back to her senses in an instant, lowered her eyes and saw the information crumpled in her hand, spread it out, didn't answer her words, and didn't know what to say.

"Alas, I said, this woman looks better than she was photographed, and Mr. Zhao is quite discerning. Right? Mengjiao! ”

Sun Mengjiao lowered her head and said nothing, and one of the assistants noticed that Sun Mengjiao's expression was a little abnormal, and quickly pulled the other assistant away.

"What are you pulling me for?"

The assistant who was pulled away didn't react yet, so he asked suspiciously, and under the constant instructions of the assistant next to him, he realized that something was wrong with Sun Mengjiao and quickly shut his mouth.

Sun Mengjiao wanted to barely pull out a smile that didn't matter, but the corners of her mouth couldn't be raised, she tried a few times, but failed, so she had to pick up the document with a flat eyebrow, and hesitated for a long time at the door of the office, and finally knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Zhao Zifeng's low and magnetic voice, even a word can make Sun Mengjiao hear it accurately, this is his unique voice.

But compared to the woman, the voice was too indifferent, and it seemed to be without a trace of emotion.

She pushed the door open, and when she raised her eyes, the two of them sitting together, looking at each other from the outside and coming in close to each other, the oncoming visual stimulation was different.

He folded his legs, leaning in the woman's direction, one hand resting on the back of the couch and the other on his knee, as if listening to her intently.

The woman had her long hair tucked to one side, her head tilted slightly, a magazine in her hand, pointing to something on it, and smiling brightly.

Like a freshly ripe green apple, pure and beautiful with a mature sexiness, suddenly saw Sun Mengjiao come in, she was a little stunned, her eyes were crystal clear, she stretched out her slender fingers and poked Zhao Zifeng's shoulder, and her voice reminded like a coquettish: "Zifeng." ”

Zifeng!

Sun Mengjiao raised her eyebrows, this woman actually called him like this, her heart seemed to have received 10,000 critical blows, she was stunned in place, her brain was blank, and only these two words kept hovering in her mind.

"Let it go, let's get out."

Zhao Zifeng's eyebrows swept Sun Mengjiao indifferently, as if he was looking at a complete stranger, but after a moment, he closed his gaze and started talking to the woman beside him again.

Sun Mengjiao's chest tightened and felt that the oxygen in the air had been absorbed, and after taking a deep breath, she slowly put the contract document in her hand on the coffee table, and was irritable for no reason, eager to smash the ashtray on the coffee table at him.

But Zhao Zifeng didn't even bother to give her a look, and he didn't notice what kind of emotion she was at.

Sun Mengjiao lowered her eyes and looked at the woman beside him twice, as if something was gushing out of her chest, and she couldn't stop it.

She quickly turned and left the office with a quick step, and when she closed the door, there was still some force.

"Bang", the moment the door closed, the woman next to her put down the magazine in her hand, her red lips opened lightly, and she looked at him with a smile and said, "I'm afraid your red face is going to be scared away by me!" Cousin! ”

Zhao Zifeng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he glanced at Sun Mengjiao outside with his side eyes, "I want this effect, please cooperate." ”

"For me, acting, it's a piece of cake, but what good do I have?"