Song Ci stepped out of the door, pondering the meaning of his words, and finally sneered.

She doesn't have time to deal with Gao Ze now, so let him and Su Nan go dog-eat-dog.

Two days later, the airport.

Zhou Yong stared at the hands on the watch and turned several times, his expression was always indifferent.

She was ten minutes late.

According to Song Ci's temperament, most of it was deliberate.

Thinking of her appearance at that time when she had to compromise, Zhou Yong suddenly felt in a good mood.

After a while, Song Ci was late.

Seeing Zhou Yong staring at him meaningfully, Song Ci said with an extremely innocent expression, "It's late on the road, Mr. Zhou won't mind, right?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong lifted his eyelids: "Then it's time for you to change drivers." ”

When the words fell, he turned around to board the plane, and his movements were clean.

Seeing that he didn't care much, Song Ci only felt bored, and stepped on the plane with hatred.

The air conditioning in the cabin was very sufficient, she felt that her arms were a little cold, and she was about to open her mouth to ask for a blanket, but Zhou Yi next to her took the first step.

"A blanket, thank you."

The stewardess approached Zhou Yi with a bright light in her eyes and handed it to him with a smile on her face.

Song Ci sighed.

Another poor woman who is attracted to the skin of a scumbag.

Zhou Yong took the blanket and was about to cover her, when he saw Song Ci shaking his head with pity on his face and twisting his eyebrows, "What kind of nerves." ”

"Nothing."

Song Ci took the blanket and opened the topic, "What is the specific content of the business trip?" ”

That's right, until now, Zhou Yong has never said what he is doing with him.

Hearing the voice, Zhou Yong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Female companion." ”

The two words that were concise and concise made Song Ci a little speechless.

divorced him, but he still had to play these games all day long, which made Song Ci feel a little embarrassed.

And from time to time, her mind always crossed the figure of the delicate and fragile woman.

"Mr. Zhou should not lack female companions, don't waste my time for such boring things next time."

Song Ci opened his mouth in a cool voice and closed his eyes.

Listening to her chattering words like eating a gun, Zhou Yong's eyes were slightly dark, and he didn't say anything more.

The plane landed quickly, Zhou Yi walked in front, and Song Ci followed silently.

If it weren't for the contract, he would definitely not accompany Zhou Yong to do such a boring thing.

Suddenly, Zhou Yong stopped, Song Ci couldn't dodge and bumped into his hard back, and cried out in pain, "Hiss." ”

"Partners are ahead, pay attention."

Zhou Yong looked at Song Ci rubbing the tip of his nose with interest and reminded him loudly.

Hearing this, Song Ci glanced at him, walked to Zhou Yong's side with a familiar car, and grabbed his arm.

Although he had cursed him thousands of times in his heart, Song Ci still suppressed his impulse and competently played his role.

The two walked side by side, and their noble and unique temperament attracted frequent sideways glances from passers-by.

"Mr. Zhou, you can count it."

Not far away, a middle-aged man with a big belly stretched out his hand to Zhou Yi with a smile.

Zhou Yong shook his hand and withdrew it, with a decent smile on his face, "Long Yang." ”

The man's gaze fell on Song Ci, and she immediately raised a commercial smile to express her greetings.

The negotiations went quickly and smoothly.

The profit ratio submitted by the other party was very sincere, and Zhou Yong did not deliberately embarrass it, and quickly passed the proposal.

"Haha, happy cooperation!"

The man smiled kindly and took the initiative to propose, "It's still early, I have something to do here, but the hotel has already been arranged, and I invite the two of you to appreciate your face." ”

Song Ci was indeed hungry, but he didn't refuse, and followed him into the box.

Most of the meals on the table were exquisite and delicious, and Zhou Yong had just eaten two bites, and the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up.

Almost subconsciously, Song Ci looked down and caught a glimpse of the familiar woman's name above, and couldn't help but twist his eyebrows.

It's her again.

And Zhou Yong quickly picked up the phone, and his slender fingers tapped on the screen a few times, as if he was replying to the message.

Song Ci stared at the documents in his hand and didn't look at Zhou Yong's movements.

Zhou Yong pinched his mobile phone and knocked a few words, and then raised his eyes to Song Ci's eyes: "You eat first, I'll deal with things." ”

"Oh, Mr. Zhou is really a good day."

Hearing this, Song Ci did not hold back the yin and yang in his words at all, and laughed sarcastically.

Zhou Yong ignored her obvious provocation this time, and hurried out of the room.

For a moment, the silence in the house was terrifying.

Song Ci sighed softly and threw the document on the table.

He tried his best to let himself come over and do something unwarranted, but he was easily seduced by a text message from the woman.

He's really an out-and-out scumbag.

scolded in his heart, but Song Ci didn't have much expression on his face.

For Zhou Yong, she no longer has any superfluous thoughts, after all, the other party doesn't take herself seriously at all.

Thinking of this, Song Ci went out without hesitation.

As soon as she went out and walked two steps, she saw Zhou Yi leaning against the wall on the phone in the corner not far away.

He lowered his head, and although he was far away, Song Ci still clearly glimpsed the gentleness of Zhou Yi's eyebrows.

For no reason, Song Ci felt nauseous.

It just so happened that Zhou Yong raised his eyes, met her indifferent eyes, and subconsciously opened his mouth to say something.

But Song Ci quickly retracted his gaze and turned to leave.

Bad luck.

A few days later.

The relevant staff responsible for signing the contract were embarrassed to find Song Ci.

"Miss Song, Mr. Zhou, he hasn't appeared for several days, this contract ......"

The other party stopped talking and said tentatively, "I wonder if you have a way to contact him?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Ci was silent for a rare moment.

Speaking of which, Zhou Yong has indeed not appeared in front of her for a few days.

Thinking of the sick woman, she sneered again, "I guess I'm busy." ”

She pronounced this busy word very heavily.

"But the contract can't be signed, you can contact Mr. Zhou as soon as possible."

The other party said sincerely, Song Ci took the opportunity to choke Zhou Yi a few words, and he also responded to this matter.

But the strange thing is that she sent a lot of messages to Zhou Yong with her work account one after another, but she didn't get a response.

The contract was urgently used over there, and the urging was very tight, and Song Ci finally came to Zhou Yong's house hard.

This is their original wedding room, spacious and tidy.

Song Ci stared at the villa rising from the ground for a long time, and finally lost the expression on his face with unknown meaning.

She hadn't been here in a long time.

Since their divorce, this and even the surrounding roads have become an existence that Song Ci will not easily step into.

The fingerprint password lock at the door stopped her, Song Ci twisted her eyebrows irritably, and casually stretched out her finger and pressed it.

Hopeless, she heard the crisp sound of the door unlocking.

For a moment, Song Ci was stunned.

This lock did have its own fingerprints in it, but that was a long time ago, how could it still be now?

Song Ci suddenly felt that something was touching in his heart, and he stepped into the house slowly.

The wedding photos they had taken and all the picture files related to the wedding were meticulously stored in the room that originally belonged to them.

Almost instantly, Song Ci's hand hanging on the side of his pants tightened.

What does he mean by that......