Zhang Zhen was really entangled, he wanted to tell her the truth and let her not be stupid.

But seeing the light on her face, he felt that he shouldn't talk too much.

Some women are easily unmoved, once they move, they will recognize that person, Zhang Zhen and Zhou Luo have been in contact for a while, and after contact, he found that she has not been happy, and she doesn't care about many things.

But although it was only a moment just now, he saw the light in her eyes, but this light also disappeared after Jiang Bochuan left, and now her eyes are still gray and lifeless.

"It's fine. It's getting late, so I'll send you back first."

In fact, Zhou Luo could feel that he had something to say, but he didn't say it, so she didn't ask more.

After getting in the car, he took the initiative to say that he didn't expect her to know them Mr. Jiang.

Zhou Luo didn't expect that the boss he said before turned out to be Jiang Bochuan.

Although she was very curious about Jiang Bochuan's affairs in the past few years, she didn't deliberately inquire, she didn't want to embarrass him, in case there were some things he couldn't say, and if she kept inquiring, it would be bad for him.

Zhang Zhen is actually in a very complicated mood now, he is glad that he didn't do anything out of the ordinary to Zhou Luo, at least now they won't get along so awkwardly, and they won't feel empty when facing President Jiang.

Originally, I wanted to fight for the relationship with Zhou Luo, but now I can only be a simple friend with her.

Half an hour later, Zhou Luo was safely sent downstairs by Zhang Zhen to her apartment, and when she wanted to get out of the car, she was stopped, "Zhou Luo, you wait."

Because Jiang Bochuan is not there, he is also called by his full name.

Zhou Luo was puzzled and asked him what was wrong.

Zhang Zhen wanted to speak and stopped, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not, and after a long time, he said, "Don't put your own happiness too much on others, in fact, happiness is a very simple thing, and you don't need to rely on anyone."

It's too subtle to say, but it's only so subtle.

Zhang Zhen's identity is embarrassing now, he is Jiang Bochuan's subordinate, and her current relationship with Jiang Bochuan is obviously in secret.

Jiang Bochuan has her own fiancée, so what is she going to do in the future, to be a lover who can't see the light?

He didn't like her like that, but he could see that she had feelings for Jiang Bochuan.

Zhou Luo heard it in a fog, he didn't understand the meaning of his words at all, and after thinking about it, he regarded it as a blessing, he was blessing her.

She smiled and said, "You too, drive carefully on the road, I'll go first."

Zhang Zhen could only sigh helplessly when he looked at her back as she left, and then drove away.

People who are deeply in love are like this, they can't wake up at all.

The atmosphere here is quite relaxed, Wen Qiao got another table of dishes like last time, but this time she was honest, she didn't say that she cooked these dishes, and told him that they were all sent from the hotel last time and this time.

Fu Jing said that he knew how a pampered eldest lady could be a full man.

Wen Qiao could see that he was in a good mood today, so he asked, "Is something good happening?"

Fu Jing was originally in a bad mood, Fu had an accident, how could he get better?

However, on the way back, he also received a call from the bank, which meant that the stuck loan could be put down.

This is of course a good thing for him and for Fu Shi, and his mood is naturally a lot easier.

"Well, Fu Shi has temporarily passed the dangerous period, does it count?"

Wen Qiao also smiled, "Of course." She raised her glass and toasted him, and secretly swore in her heart that she had to take him down in such a good atmosphere tonight, and it was too slow to come step by step, she couldn't wait, and she didn't want to wait.

Fu Jing was in a good mood, so he drank a few more glasses of wine, and soon came up, and his face was a little red.

He was half drunk and said to Wen Qiao thank you for not giving up on him, and he was very moved.

Wen Qiao took the opportunity to pour him another cup and let him drink it all, Fu Jing believed in Wen Qiao, after all, it was a bit of a difficult friendship, so he drank it directly.

After this glass, I was really drunk, and what I saw became a ghost.

Wen Qiao saw that it was almost time, she got up and walked up to him, and directly helped the person up, "You're drunk, I'll take you to the room."

Fu Jing's height was there, it was definitely not light, and when he was helped into the room, the two of them almost fell down several times.

I finally walked into the room, but I began to stumble, and I don't know who didn't stand firm first, there should be neither, so I fell directly to the bed.

This was exactly what Wen Qiao wanted, and she leaned over the man, feeling his body temperature, and muttered, "You are finally going to be mine."

With that, she straightened up and reached out to help him unbutton his shirt, but as soon as her hand touched it, he held it tightly, "Am I drunk again?"

Wen Qiao subconsciously responded, but wondered why he said 'again'.

Who is he talking about?

She just thought so in her mind, and Fu Jing spoke again, "Zhou Luo, why don't you say anything? Am I drunk again, and you went to fetch me back in the eternal night?"

Wen Qiao didn't expect him to think she was Zhou Luo.

Didn't he say he didn't care about those three years of married life?

But why does he think of Zhou Luo when he is drunk?

Wen Qiao was originally lying on him, but now he suddenly straightened up, a complex emotion lingered in his heart, which could not be dispersed, for her, Zhou Luo could not be compared with her at all.

She couldn't look down on Zhou Luo.

At this time, Fu Jing also straightened up, probably because he hadn't heard the answer, so he seemed a little impatient.

"Why don't you speak?"

In his three-year married life with Zhou Luo, in fact, there is very little spiritual communication between the two, which can be said to be almost none.

It's not that he doesn't want to communicate, but Zhou Luo always rejects him, and many times, she chooses not to speak.

As now, silent.

It's definitely not going to be used to it at first, but it's going to take time and get used to it.

Wen Qiao looked at him like he was not lightly drunk, and there was a voice in his heart, so he let him admit his mistake and get down to business first.

It doesn't matter if he treats her as Zhou Luo.

The process is not important, the important thing is to take it.

Wen Qiao took the initiative to lean over, but when she was about to touch it, she heard him shouting again, 'Zhou Luo, this time, where can she bear it?'

As the eldest lady of the Wen family, there is no need for her to be Zhou Luo's stand-in, Zhou Luo is also worthy?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, but fortunately she stood up, and at this time the man had fallen back into bed because he had drunk too much, breathing evenly, and seemed to be asleep.

Wen Qiao wanted to cook raw rice directly, but she didn't want to go out directly because of Zhou Luo.

When she came outside, her mood was still extremely bad, and she couldn't understand why Zhou Luo was still stuck between them?

At this time, she suddenly received a call from Chen Congyue, who said on the phone that he wanted to return the school uniform to her.

Wen Qiao originally wanted to say let him throw it away, but it was a piece of garbage anyway.

But thinking about it, I thought it might be useful later, "Got it, let's meet tomorrow at a café near your hospital."