Listening to Song Mingxin's words, Bai Manyun thought about it in her heart, the so-called secret may refer to Bai Luting's identity, so how could Song Ziming know about it?

If he really knew, Manyun would have to redefine him in his heart. She doesn't know anything about her family, why is Song Ziming so clear?

Thinking about it, she called him, "Ziming, are you free?" Have dinner together. ”

Song Ziming just heard Du Ke say that she and Song Mingxin had met, and now she asked him to dinner, it seems that she heard something, so Song Ziming readily agreed, "Okay!" You give me the address. ”

"Let's go to the one that we eat regularly, how about it?"

"Yes."

Manyun thought for a moment, "I don't have anything to do today, I can get off work early, what about you?" ”

"If you miss me, I can also leave work early to accompany you." Song Ziming smiled and turned the pen in his hand around.

"You ......" Manjun didn't know how to answer, "Whatever time you come, I'll wait for you." ”

There was a busy phone call over there, and the smile on the corner of Song Ziming's mouth gradually solidified, and he called Du Ke to come in.

"Take a good look at Song Mingxin's straw bales in the future, and don't let him touch Manyun." He commanded coldly, not knowing what he was thinking, and his slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.

Du Ke knew what he meant, "Okay, Mr. Song." Will there be anything wrong with Minister Song taking over Zhao Wanbang's position?"

"Hmph, there are a lot of inappropriate places." Song Ziming glanced at him and felt how could he ask such a stupid question, "But it was the old man who made the decision on this personnel transfer, and I can't help it." However, he has no real power in that position, and after the last incident, the Blue Mountain project must be transferred to someone else. ”

"Then who does Mr. Song think is coming?"

Song Ziming squinted, "Bai Manyun." It's just that Song Mingxin knows a lot of things on the old man's side, I don't know what he said to Manyun, I'll take a look. ”

He took his coat and left, and Du Ke suddenly stopped him, "Ziming, I want to ask you a question as a friend." What kind of feelings do you have for Bai Manyun?"

He stopped, his expression complicated, "Duke, to be honest, I don't know it myself. ”

After saying that, he left.

When Du Ke heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Do you really don't know, or is your feelings too big to use?" So there is a contradiction in the heart. ”

said that she would have dinner in the evening, but in the evening, something happened and Manyun needed to go over in person, she called Song Ziming, "I'll wait for a while, you wait for me for ten minutes." ”

Song Ziming didn't say anything, and after waiting for twenty minutes, she didn't come, so she walked to the balcony of the hotel to smoke.

After Manyun dealt with the matter, he wanted to hurry to the agreed place, but he took a taxi to Zhou Zeyu's.

"It's you." Manyun said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry. ”

She was afraid that Song Ziming would wait too long, so she wanted to take a private car to get there, but she didn't expect it......

Zhou Zeyu obviously saw that it was her who stopped, "Get in the car,"

The two of them were always awkward to sit together, but the last time Manyun heard him say that he was designed, his hatred for him decreased a lot.

But even so, it doesn't mean that she can sit and talk with Zhou Zeyu well.

"Forget it, you go first, I'll take a taxi."

Zhou Zeyu's car was parked on the side of the road, and someone honked the horn behind him, "Someone is urging you to do it by the way." ”

There were more and more cars piling up in the back, and Manyun had no choice but to get into the car, "That's troublesome." ”

Zhou Zeyu didn't speak, and the car drove for a long time before asking, "Where are you going?" ”

"The restaurant downstairs of the Song family, I forgot what it was called. If it's inconvenient for you, send me to the front point, and walk quickly. ”

He didn't answer positively that Fang was inconvenient, and said in a very sour tone: "Eat with Ziming?"

"Well, yes." Manjun nodded.

"The last time I saw you, was ...... Do you live together? He asked in fits and starts, and very tactfully.

Manjun didn't want to explain anything to him, "Not really." ”

The answer is ambiguous, Zhou Zeyu's hand holding the steering wheel is unconsciously exerting force, if "it doesn't count", it can't be counted, it can't be counted?

Everything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't ask. He thought that after the last incident, their relationship would be different.

There was silence all the way, but fortunately the journey was short, and it didn't take long to arrive.

Bai Manyun was about to get out of the car, "Thank you, I'm in trouble." ”

She spoke politely from the beginning, and Zhou Zeyu didn't like it very much, "Manyun, even if it can't be like before, at least we're still friends." You don't have to be so polite, right? ”

Manyun's hand holding the bag froze, and instantly returned to normal, "Zhou Zeyu, I'll be honest, the last time I heard you say that, I did have a lot less prejudice against you." It's been many years, I don't want to worry about it anymore, since you're with Lu Ting, it's okay. As for your friend, I'm sorry, I can't do it, can you understand? ”

Zhou Zeyu smiled bitterly, his hair hung down on his forehead, and his eyes looked at Manyun with heavy eyes, "Do you not want to care or don't care?" Before you were with Ziming, you would still be uncomfortable, right? Are you completely devoid of me in your heart now? ”

Bai Manyun was stopped by a few of his questions, is there actually a reason for this? Because her heart began to be pulled by Song Ziming, from the beginning she and Ziming were together, didn't she also look down on Zhou Zeyu and the two of them?

If this is the case, is Song Ziming a person worth paying sincerely? Manyun's heart was in turmoil.