"Young Master Jin, that young lady is gone."

When it was almost time for lunch break, after Qin Shijin was busy with the company's affairs, he immediately ordered the hotel to let them send lunch to the room.

But who knows, but was told such a result.

Qin Shijin hung up the phone without saying a word, and his handsome face sank.

He immediately dialed another number.

The phone was on, and then the other end slowly picked it up and spoke to him, "Oh, it's Young Master Jin." ”

As soon as he heard her tone, Qin Shijin frowned, "I'll let you wake up and contact me." ”

"Is that so? Young Master Jin, I didn't hear it. Lu Zhanyan explained innocently.

Indeed, she did not hear it, for he was written with it.

Qin Shijin clenched his mobile phone, and anger surged, "Lu Zhanyan, don't give me this set!" ”

"But I really didn't hear it, I'm sorry. By the way, Young Master Jin, thank you for taking care of you last night. You're so busy, I won't bother you. What she said seemed very polite, but in fact, she was euphemistically drawing a line with him.

"You say thank you, and you want to act as if nothing happened?" He asked coldly.

"So what else does Young Master Jin want?" Lu Zhanyan smiled on the other end of the phone, "What happened last night was just a dream, forget about the past, I've forgotten it all." ”

Qin Shijin's eyes froze, "Do you really think so?" ”

"Of course, I'm drunk."

Qin Shijin was indifferent, but she said repeatedly, "It's nothing, I forgot it." ”

"You really don't care at all?" There was an unknown glint in his eyes, and his voice deepened.

"What do you care about? Isn't that what it is? Lu Zhanyan's tone was light, and he said meaninglessly, "Actually, it's nothing!" Everyone is an adult, if you like me, you should take what you need! Anyway, this kind of thing is quite normal, even if it's not you, it will be someone else! ”

Qin Shijin's inky black eyes gradually dimmed with her words, and when she said the last sentence, a trace of cold flame appeared in her eyes.

It was a long time before he spat out a single word, "Good! ”

Qin Shijin pinched the phone, but he was furious.

In Qin Shijin's life, no such situation has happened. He was rarely even angry, but inexplicably, the anger that had just subsided rose again.

For the first time, there was such a woman who made him so irritable.

……

In the attic, Lu Zhanyan was resting on the mattress, motionless.

There was a line hanging on the other end, she was holding her phone, and her mind suddenly went blank. She felt very tired, her body was very heavy, and her head was very heavy, but she couldn't sleep.

Qin Shijin's questioning on the phone only made her feel very empty.

What else could she care about? And why should you care?

Between them, it's just a drunken dream.

The gaze gradually closed, the gaze also had focus, there were a few missed calls on the mobile phone screen, and there was a message, Lu Zhanyan pressed the next button and clicked in to see.

It's all from Song Wencheng, and the message is asking: Zhanyan, are you home?

Lu Zhanyan stared at the screen for a moment, she tried to move her fingers, wanting to reply. But in the end, it still didn't.

She tossed her phone aside and rolled over to lie flat.

In fact, this is the best result, and she is no longer worthy of him.

It's just that she suddenly thought of what Song Wencheng said to her that day, one of which was, "Show your face, in the United States these years, a person is sometimes very lonely......"

Lu Zhanyan smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

It turns out that when you are lonely, everyone is the same.

There is no difference between her and Song Wencheng.