Dave didn't bother to sell it to her, so he asked her according to what the Buddha had unintentionally explained: "Does Mrs. Duan remember Feng Yanhui and Bu Zhengrong twenty-five years ago?" ”

Suddenly, Feng Yanhui's face also became very ugly. There was a haze, like a large dark cloud suddenly drifting over.

"Of course I do! Who are you? Are you? She hurriedly asked again.

Dave nodded at her again and said, "Yes, I'm a step forward." Mrs. Duan, our boss is in City A now, and he wants to meet you in the afternoon, I wonder if you can appreciate your face......"

Zhou Weihong believes in a truth, it is a blessing and not a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. Since the Buddha had no intention of finding her and wanted to see her, she could only go over and talk to him about the past calmly. Otherwise, with Buddha's unintentional and difficult character, he will definitely disturb her life again and again.

After thinking about it, Zhou Weihong readily agreed, and asked fearlessly, "Okay." What time is the afternoon? Where? ”

Because he easily completed the task, Dave on the other end couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a little joy: "Three o'clock in the afternoon, Biyue Pavilion in the city center." ”

Zhou Weihong had no opinion, agreed to them, and said, "Okay." ”

After hanging up Dave's phone, Zhou Weihong's face was still gloomy, and his mood did not return to calm for a long time.

When she took her phone and returned to the living room, Duan Yanzheng noticed her abnormality. Duan Yanzheng couldn't help but care about her again, and asked, "What's wrong?" Did Qingyuan provoke you? Or ......"

Zhou Weihong tried to adjust herself, sat down next to Duan Yanzheng again, and then told him in a weak tone, "Yanzheng, Bu Zhengrong is back." ”

Originally, Duan Yanzheng's mind was still five points on the TV show, but now when he heard the name "Bu Zhengrong", his mind immediately focused on Zhou Weihong.

He stared at Zhou Weihong in a daze, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and frowned and asked, "What did you say?" Who's back? ”

Zhou Weihong became more and more calm and calm, and told him in more detail, saying: "Bu Zhengrong is back." And just now his man called me and said he wanted to see me in the afternoon. ”

Duan Yanzheng's eyes darkened, and even the corners of his lips began to twitch slightly.

Who is Bu Zhengrong, they both know each other. Because more than 20 years ago, they were all good friends of Feng Yanhui.

"What do you say? Did you say yes? He asked Zhou Weihong again, very worried about her safety.

Zhou Weihong nodded again and said, "Of course I agreed, otherwise he would entangle us." And they will misunderstand that we are ashamed of him, so we dare not see him. ”

Duan Yanzheng thought about it in his mind, and realized that what Zhou Weihong said was very reasonable. But because of this, his thick eyebrows were also tightened.

"Do you want Qingyuan to know about this matter?" He asked Zhou Weihong again.

Zhou Weihong thought about it again, then shook his head again, and said with great certainty: "Of course not for the time being!" When I see Bu Zhengrong, it's not too late to tell Qingyuan after I'm sure that he is not good at coming back. ”

Duan Yanzheng felt that what Zhou Weihong said made sense, nodded to himself, and didn't say anything more......

At two o'clock in the afternoon, at the Haitao Pavilion Hotel, the suite where Fo Wuxin lived, Dave and Martin stood guard at the gate as usual.

The Buddha walked out of the house dressed decently, energetically, and radiantly.

When he stopped at the gate, he looked at Dave on his right, smiled wryly, and said to him, "Let's go." ”

Dave nodded his head and bent down slightly, making a "please" gesture to him.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the city center, Biyue Pavilion Tea House.

Zhou Weihong came over here accompanied by Duan Yanzheng. However, Duan Yanzheng did not enter the teahouse, but stayed in the Internet café next door to the teahouse.

Zhou Weihong walked into the teahouse alone and found the box where Buddha Wuxin was.

At this time, the Buddha had no heart, and was sitting alone in the box, sipping tea leisurely.

Zhou Weihong walked over, but he didn't turn his head to look. But he recognized her by the sound of her footsteps.

"Here we are......" he whispered softly. It seems that he has been waiting for a long time, and it seems that he has a very good relationship with Zhou Weihong.

In the end, Zhou Weihong's footsteps stopped at the door, looking at Buddha Wuxin. Twenty-four years of not seeing, the Buddha's face has changed greatly, if she already knows that it is him, otherwise she really can't recognize him.

"You're Bu Zhengrong, aren't you?" In order to confirm, Zhou Weihong couldn't help but stare at him and ask.

In the memory of Buddha Wuxin, Zhou Weihong is so cold and calm. At this time, through Zhou Weihong's questioning tone, he once again felt that Zhou Weihong had not changed now, and he was still as cold and calm as before.

"Yes, I'm Bu Zhengrong. Mrs. Duan, haven't you seen you for a long time? Buddha Wuxin still didn't look at her, but said lazily.

Zhou Weihong couldn't help but sneer again, and then took a few steps into the box and said, "Yes." Long time no see, Mr. Bu ......"

Buddha Wuxin was the only one in the box, so she felt safer and less stressed. If there were other people, she would consider whether or not to go in. Twenty-five years ago, Bu Zhengrong was a businessman, and after breaking up with Feng Yanhui, he became a man in the underworld, which she knows all too well.

For Buddha Wuxin, Zhou Weihong is like a gust of wind. As soon as she moved slightly, he could feel it obviously.

At this time, Zhou Weihong had already stepped in front of him and stood in his line of sight. He finally raised his eyes, staring lightly at her undiminished grace and beautiful face.

"You may be seated...... Sit down, let's have a good chat, reminisce about the old ......," the Buddha said politely.

It's all here, and of course Zhou Weihong won't back down halfway. She looked at the stool opposite Buddha Wuxin, sat down after a few seconds, and smiled at Buddha Wuxin without twisting, and asked him, "How long has Mr. Bu been here?" What reminds you of me today? ”

Buddha Wuxin put down the cup in his hand, lifted the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Zhou Weihong, and said very meaningfully: "It's been a long time." As for thinking of you, of course, it's because of an important person, someone who is very important to you and me......"

Zhou Weihong's slender hanging eyebrows were raised, and his eyes became cold in an instant. Buddha Wuxin said that the person who was important to him and her, her first consciousness was Feng Yanhui, there was no doubt about Feng Yanhui. She is also 100% convinced that Buddha Wuxin already knew that Feng Yanhui was no longer alive.

However, she was still polite to him, and after sighing silently, she deliberately told him, saying, "Twenty-three years ago, Yanhui passed away. Mr. Bu, it's rare that you still remember her, and you still remember me......"

Buddha Wuxin poured another pour of tea for himself, and withdrew his gaze from Zhou Weihong's face, instead looked at the tea in the teacup, and slowly swallowed: "I know, I already knew." But I'm looking for you today, and I have nothing to do with Yanhui......"