Zhou Qingruo was slightly stunned, and stepped forward to open the door.

A smartly dressed middle-aged woman stood at the door and smiled just right, "Miss Zhou, this is what Mr. Xie asked me to send here." ”

Zhou Qingruo smiled and took the bag in the woman's hand, politely thanked her, closed the door, turned around and turned back into the room.

Moon-white embroidered dress, very conservative style.

She had seen it when she was shopping with He Jiao before, and she tried it on, but in the end she didn't buy it because she couldn't afford the price.

Zhou Qingruo had no choice, hesitated, and changed his skirt.

By the time she returned to the birthday banquet hall, Song Yan had already drunk too much.

He drunkenly held Zhou Qingruo's white and tender little hand, "Baby, why did you come back?" ”

Zhou Qingruo smiled patiently, his red lips rose slightly, and he whispered, "I answered the phone." ”

"Baby, I seem to have drunk too much, will you be upset?" As the twenty-fourth filial boyfriend, Song Yan looked at her with blank eyes, for fear that she would be unhappy.

Zhou Qingruo whispered softly: "Of course not!" ”

Song Yan: "Baby, you're so good." ”

Several of Song Yan's buddies laughed and coaxed, who didn't envy him, his girlfriend was good-looking, not to mention, she was well-behaved and sensible, and never lost her temper with him.

stayed until the end of the birthday banquet, and Zhou Qingruo helped Song Yan to leave.

On the side of the road, a black private car stopped.

The middle-aged man who looked like a driver walked out of the cab and didn't stop until he was in front of Zhou Qingruo, "Miss Zhou, Xie Shao asked me to send you back." ”

Zhou Qingruo looked at the driver, said "um" lightly, didn't ask anything, and struggled to help Song Yan into the car.

In the end, she reported the address of Song Yan's apartment again.

Halfway through the journey, Song Yan's mobile phone in his pocket rang.

Glancing at the man who was already asleep next to him, Zhou Qingruo frowned almost invisibly, hesitated, and took out his mobile phone.

The mobile phone was called by Zhou Yuan!

Zhou Qingruo took it.

A coquettish voice immediately sounded in his ears: "Ah Yan, why did you answer the phone?" ”

Zhou Qingruo's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold and calm: "He drank too much!" I'm going to take him to his usual apartment now. ”

"Zhou Qingruo?"

"That's right! It's me! If you want to take care of your Ah Yan, it's best to come over as soon as possible. ”

……

Half an hour later.

Zhou Qingruo met Zhou Ying in Song Yan's apartment.

"How's Ah Yan?" As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Ying asked in a hurry, the worried look on his face did not seem to be fake.

Zhou Qingruo glanced at Zhou Yuan, and just wanted to say something, Zhou Ying couldn't wait, and ran towards the bedroom quickly.

She curled her red lips, smiled playfully, and sat down lazily on the couch.

Soon, Zhou Ying came out of the room and glared at her resentfully, "Zhou Qingruo, you can go back, I will take care of Ah Yan." ”

Zhou Qingruo looked up at her and smiled casually, "You seem to have forgotten something very important." ”

Zhou Ying was slightly stunned, her brows furrowed tightly, "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm Song Yan's girlfriend, and you're ......" Zhou Qingruo curled the corners of his lips and sneered, "At best, it's a plaything to fill a man's emptiness." ”

"Zhou Qingruo!" Zhou Ying was so angry that she wanted to cry.

Zhou Qingruo shrugged and looked at her as if smiling.

Zhou Ying gritted his teeth and stared at Zhou Qingruo with resentment, "You don't love Ah Yan!" I can tell you don't love him at all. ”

She frowned, as if upset.

"Zhou Qingruo, don't look well-behaved and sensible, others don't know what you look like, don't I know yet?"

Zhou Ying sneered, with a look of mockery and disdain.

Zhou Qingruo tilted his little head to look at her, was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Since you love him so much, then take good care of him, I still have something to do and leave first." ”

With that, she got up and left.

I don't know when it rained.

As soon as Zhou Qingruo walked out, the driver sent by Xie Yanzhi had already greeted her with an umbrella, lowered his eyes and said, "Miss Zhou, you are down!" ”

She was stunned and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Middle-aged driver: "Xie Shao let me wait for you." ”

Finally, he bowed down and made a "please" gesture.

Zhou Qingruo took a deep breath, without pretentiousness, and walked towards the black private car parked on the side of the road.