Seeing that face clearly, He Xue stood up in surprise.

looked at her line of sight, and at a glance, Song Zhiyuan was in place.

It's Zhou Qichuan.

This one has appeared in her dreams many times, and she is very familiar with it.

Why is he here?

"Sister Zhiyu, I'm sorry, I didn't know the boss would come." He Xue came back to her senses and hurriedly explained.

Song Zhiyuan could see that she was not lying.

As long as Zhou Qichuan wants to, it is not difficult to know where she lives.

Thinking that she didn't believe it, He Xue was about to cry, "Sister Zhiyuan, I'm really—" didn't say it.

"I know." Song Zhiyuan interrupted her and hooked her lips, "Go back when you're full, you sneak out, He Wu must be worried."

Hearing her brother's name, He Xue's eyes turned even redder, "Sister Zhiyuan, my brother is stupid, he actually wants to say thank you all the time."

Otherwise, relying on the salaries of their two brothers and sisters, no matter how many years they save, they may not be able to buy a house that belongs to them in Jinning, where every inch of land is expensive.

In fact, Song Zhiyuan didn't pay much attention to these things. Even if He Wu came to thank her, she would only say that he deserved it.

He bought it with his life.

"Sister Zhiyuan, then I'll go back first, and you can have a good chat with the boss." He Xue is knowledgeable and doesn't want to stay as a light bulb.

Song Zhiyuan lowered his eyes, "It's cold today, call your boss to go back together."

He probably didn't have anything to talk to about her.

Rather than waiting to be sarcastic about each other, it is better to pretend that you haven't seen each other, and at least you can leave some good memories in each other's impressions.

He Xue didn't speak, and turned around and left directly.

When the glass door was pushed open, Song Zhiyuan could hear the wind chimes hanging at the door, and the footsteps of passers-by happened to pass outside the door.

A faint woody scent pours into the house.

This taste is too familiar.

Song Zhiyuan suppressed his heart throbbing slightly, and reached out to get the milk on the table, but his fingers seemed to be disobedient, and he was soft and had no strength.

The noise around her was automatically blocked, and she could only hear the steady footsteps of the man slowly approaching.

The faint fragrance also became clear with the footsteps.

The chair next to him was pulled away, and Zhou Qichuan sat down by himself, taking in Song Zhiyuan's complicated expression.

He could tell she wanted to go.

"Kites, I've known each other for so many years, so I won't even say hello when we meet, right?" Looking at her, Zhou Qichuan couldn't help but hook his lips.

Song Zhiyuan lifted his eyes to look at him, Qing Lingling's eyes were full of smiles, "What a coincidence, I met Mr. Zhou here."

The corners of Zhou Qichuan's lips hooked, "Unfortunately, I came here on purpose."

In one sentence, he blocked all the words that Song Zhiyuan had thought of in the scene.

Taking a deep breath, she raised a smile, "Zhou always came for the 80 billion, did you bring a lawyer?" It just so happens that I'm free today."

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan's face was slightly gloomy, "I'm not so poor as that."

Of course Song Zhiyuan knewe.

Not to mention that he is now worth trillions, even if he is really down, his pride will never allow him to come to his ex to ask for a breakup fee.

She asked this with the intention of provoking him.

As if thinking of something, Zhou Qichuan suddenly smiled, "Are you in such a hurry to drive me away because you are afraid of being seen?"

Obviously, the "he" in his mouth refers to the words of the times.

Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to deny it, he "sneered", "Kite, have you been acting on the scene for too long, and you have even deceived yourself?"

- Too long to be on the scene.

Song Zhiyuan's face stiffened for a moment.

But then, she smiled, "Mr. Zhou still likes to joke so much, since he has caught up, it is better to take some time to attend the engagement banquet between me and Ah Yan."

Ah Yan's two words, she deliberately softened and emphasized, and she felt disgusting herself.

Even if she knew she was doing it on purpose

, but hearing her call another man so intimately, Zhou Qichuan was still irrepressibly jealous.

How could she use such a delicate voice to call other men in front of him?

Looking at each other, Song Zhiyuan was startled by the danger in the man's dark eyes.

She just wanted to remind him that this was a public place, and her wrist was grabbed by Zhou Qichuan.

"Release!" Song Zhiyuan's face sank instantly, and she tried to withdraw her hand, but she didn't move.

Even if Zhou Qichuan looked like he had lost a lot of weight, his strength was still amazing.

Song Zhiyuan didn't want to alarm the others, so he lowered his voice and said, "Can you stop being so naïve?"

"Yes, a change of place?" Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows amusedly, with a hint of banter familiar to Song Zhiyuan in his eyes.

He did it on purpose.

Song Zhiyuan gritted his teeth in anger, but he had to take care of the strange eyes of the people around him, and compromised, "You let go, I'll go with you."

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan decisively let go of his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was still there.

He was right, Song Zhiyuan didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

When they went out, the salesman who had met Song Zhiyuan a few times stopped them and said with a serious face, "Please let go of this lady, otherwise I will call the police."

In her opinion, Song Zhiyuan's personal safety was threatened.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his big hand naturally wrapped around Song Zhiyuan's waist, "You may have misunderstood, she is my wife."

"Are you kidding?" The woman didn't believe it at all, and even planned to go to the counter to get her baseball bat.

In her eyes, Song Zhiyuan is a gentle Asian woman with no power to restrain chickens.

And Zhou Qichuan, whether it is height or the uneasy momentum around him, he doesn't look like a good person.

She was worried that Song Zhiyuan was in danger.

Hearing the questioning words, Zhou Qichuan did not refute in a hurry, but turned his head to look at Song Zhiyuan, who was stiffly held in his arms.

After that, he kissed him directly.

His speed was too fast, and Song Zhiyuan didn't have time to react at all.

The moment her lips touched, she only felt a "bang" in her head, and the whole world fell silent.

A few seconds later, Song Zhiyuan reacted, pushed him away angrily, and wiped his mouth.

"Think I'm dirty?" Zhou Qichuan smiled, his dark eyes full of depth.

Song Zhiyuan felt that as long as she dared to nod, he would be able to make a move to carry her on his shoulders and break out.

It's not like in China, where guns are legal, and she was really worried that this salesman, who didn't look easy to mess with, pulled out a gun and ended up with him.

They spoke Chinese, and although the salesman couldn't understand it, he could still understand his expressions.

She smiled, as if realizing that she was a light bulb, and turned to leave.

Song Zhiyuan thought that she was going to get a weapon, and was about to explain, but she was pulled away from the convenience store by Zhou Qichuan.

"Are you crazy?" Out of the door, she shook off his hand and turned to look warily.

They broke up, but she didn't want Zhou Qichuan to have an accident.

"Worried about me?" Looking at the worry on her face, Zhou Qichuan seemed to think of something, playfully hooking his lips.

Song Zhiyuan's face changed slightly, and he glared at him angrily, "Neurotic!"

As soon as the words fell, she turned around and walked in the direction of the building where she lived, not wanting to continue to entangle with him at all.

She had barely taken two steps when she was suddenly picked up by someone lazily and fell into a hot embrace full of familiarity.

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