During the time I had a crush on him, he was perfect.

And now it seems that he is really just one of the superficial and frivolous and ruthless men, and there is no difference.

I felt disillusioned in my heart.

With a little discouragement, I sat up and said coldly: "I don't know and don't bother to know, but Mr. Zhang, you already know the consequences of angering me." You should be glad I don't have a hammer in my hand, or you'd have to call an ambulance by now. ”

Zhang Jingchi didn't laugh angrily, he chuckled, sat on the bed with that indifferent attitude, stared at me and said slowly: "Hehe, Miss Li is really sharp enough." ”

I jumped out of bed quickly, ran two steps and opened the door, saying, "Mr. Zhang, you should go." ”

Zhang Jingchi didn't answer my words immediately, he knocked on the bed a few times with both hands, and still said in that frivolous tone: "This bed is quite firm, I really don't know why Feng Wenke wants you to go to his house, just come here." ”

My patience was completely exhausted.

However, it is said that it is easier to please God than to send God, and I do not seem to have the slightest way to deal with this scoundrel, and I regret my hot-headedness at that time.

And what I regret even more is that they all say that crush is the most beautiful, it is beautiful, and all the beauty comes from fantasy.

And what hits these beautiful things the most is those cruel realities.

I confronted Zhang Jingchi with all kinds of churning in my heart.

Fortunately, after a stalemate, Zhang Jingchi's mobile phone rang.

He took it out and pressed answer, resuming his cold tone, and he said, "Okay." ”

After hanging up the phone, he stood up, took out a few bills from his pocket and threw them on the bed, and said lightly: "Accommodation fee." ”

With that, he walked quickly through the door and was about to walk out.

I ran back and took the money haphazardly, stopped him, handed it to him, and said, "Take your money." ”

Zhang Jingchi glanced at the money in my hand and said lightly: "Keep it, anyway, you look very short of money." ”

If this sentence comes from someone else's mouth, then I feel that there is nothing, and the changing and cruel life has taught me too much.

But when it came out of his mouth, it made my heart feel like it was crawling around by countless ants, and it was a little uncomfortable.

I didn't care about so much, I directly broke his hand and stuffed the crumpled banknotes into his hand and buckled it, and after doing all this, I said lightly: "Mr. Zhang is really generous, but I am not only short of money, I also lack a mansion, why don't Mr. Zhang give me a mansion, how about it?" ”

Zhang Jingchi was stunned for a moment, and quickly regained his faint expression, he stared at me for no less than ten seconds, and then smiled and said, "Congratulations, now I am a little interested in you." ”

I took a step back and said nonchalantly, "Unfortunately, I don't feel honored at all." ”

Zhang Jingchi shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, and then took a step away.

I stood behind him and saw his shadow being cast on the wall by the orange light, mottled into a black patch on the wall, and all the mixed feelings in my heart came up, I couldn't tell what emotions were in my heart, I just felt chaotic and complicated, they kept arching upward, blocking panic.

After looking at it for a while, I sighed slightly, and was about to turn around and pull the door open, but Zhang Jingchi, who walked to the corner, turned slightly sideways, smiled at me meaninglessly, and said, "Miss Li, your drawings are good, we will still meet." ”

With that, he turned around and quickened his pace.

I stood there for a moment, stunned.

However, for someone like me, who stops his mouth when his hands stop, I don't have much time to think about that.

In the workplace that made me extremely tired, I quickly lost the story of meeting Zhang Jingchi.