Song's mother hid something in her heart, and she loved to ignore the curator's inquiries.

"This is an internal and external application for the treatment of back injuries, you remember to take it."

The curator saw that she seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't ask, handed her the medicine and left.

On the way back, Song's mother meditated hard, her head hurt terribly, and even her waist hurt faintly.

What the hell is going on?

Song's mother wanted to call Song Ci on the phone to ask a few words, but she hesitated when she was about to dial the phone.

On the one hand, Song Ci is busy with work, and it would not be good if he disturbed his mood and affected his work because of these things.

In addition, she has not received any definite news now, and it is not the same thing to torture her daughter and son-in-law based on the evidence of chasing after the wind and shadows.

Thinking of this, Song Mu sighed invisibly, and finally turned off her mobile phone, as if nothing had happened.

But it also made her pay attention to this aspect of things.

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Inside the office.

Zhou Yong opened the document, reviewed it and signed it, and his hand holding the pen was thin and strong.

"Can't I really go with you?"

Next to him, Jiang Zhenzhen looked at Zhou Yong with teary eyes, and his voice sounded very pitiful.

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's fingers paused, raised his eyes, and his voice was very weak: "You are not in good health, I will talk about it later." ”

"No, I'm almost fine."

Jiang Zhenzhen said eagerly, moving his body, "I just ...... It's been a long time since I've been in contact with the air and people outside, so I want to go to a drinking party with you. ”

She bit her lip and lowered her head, making a delicate appearance.

Zhou Yong's face did not change: "I'm going to talk about work, it's not appropriate to take you." ”

"But you always have to have a female companion." Jiang Zhenzhen asked unwillingly.

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's eyes immediately crossed the appearance of Song Ci talking eloquently at the wine table, and chuckled, "I have a female companion, you don't have to bother." ”

He smiled beautifully.

Jiang Zhenzhen stared directly at Zhou Yong's handsome, mature and beautiful face, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Zhou Yong was gentle and calm to himself, but he never showed such obvious mood swings.

Jiang Zhenzhen, the female companion in his mouth, could also guess that most of them were Song Ci.

Song Ci, it's her again.

Jiang Zhenzhen's nails were embedded in the palms of her hands, and the pain in her heart made her breathe a little short.

She wanted to say something more to make Zhou Yong change his mind, but he quietly took the documents and left the office, and asked the assistant to send him back by the way.

Back to the cage-like hospital that was far away from him.

Jiang Zhen was really unwilling, but he couldn't do anything, and the delicate face that was revealed in front of Zhou Zhen was dyed in a flash.

Immediately after, she dialed Zhou Can's phone.

"Hey, Cancan, I'm feeling a little unwell......"

After walking out of the room, Zhou Yong's expression relaxed a little, and he dialed Song Ci's phone number.

"What do you have to do with Mr. Zhou?"

On the other end of the phone was a lazy woman's voice, which made Zhou Yong's throat roll involuntarily.

It's been a long time since they had an argument last time, and Zhou Yong slowed down his voice: "There's a drinking party tomorrow." ”

Song Ci laughed and sneered, "Yo, is this another lack of female companions?" ”

Zhou Yong had long been accustomed to her appearance, glanced at the schedule, and took the initiative to explain, "At six o'clock in the evening, see you or leave." ”

"I really want your company to break up sooner!"

Song Ci threw down a sentence to respond to his words, and hung up the phone with a sneer, but he didn't plan to miss the appointment.

The relationship between her and Zhou Yong has long been a thing of the past, and regarding the previous agreement, Song Ci does not intend to break the contract.

It's just a deal that you like and I want, how can there be so many superfluous emotions in the adult world.

Thinking of this, Song Ci shook his hand and got up and carefully selected the dress for the party.

The next day.

Zhou Yong's eyes stared at Song Ci who appeared in front of him in amazement.

Wearing a blood-red haute couture dress, her fair skin is even more eye-catching, with long legs and a thin waist, and delicate collarbones.

Song Ci glanced at the silent Zhou Yong, and his voice was mocking: "What's the matter, Mr. Zhou can't speak?" ”

Hearing her teasing, Zhou Ji didn't refute it, and took the initiative to walk to her side.

Seeing this, although Song Ci was a little reluctant in his heart, he still held his thin and powerful little arm.

The dinner party has already begun.

Among the people who exchanged and discussed, the two slowly walked into the venue, attracting many people's attention.

The whispering voice kept sounding behind him, and Song Ci listened to two sentences, which were nothing more than clichés praising them for being matched, which was extremely boring.

What's more, the two of them are not a good match.

Song Ci interrupted a few people next to him who whispered to them, "A few of you are laughing, I was just invited to talk about business with Mr. Zhou, where did I mention the best match?" ”

"My mate selection criteria really don't match Mr. Zhou, don't let him misunderstand."

Her words were prickly, but her smile was gentle, and she directly blocked the mouths of those gossips.

The green tendons on Zhou Yi's forehead burst out for a moment: "You ......"

"It's just a female companion, they have overstepped."

Song Ci raised a bright smile and quietly pressed his anger, leaving Zhou Yong speechless.

Halfway through the banquet, Song Ci let himself get drunk again.

is reasonable, Zhou Yong should not leave his ex-wife and partner to play drunk and crazy here.

So she didn't hesitate to pour a lot of wine, and the feeling of dizziness and dizziness could make her forget many things for a while.

Zhou Yong's face was not shocked, but he pinched Song Ci's waist behind his back, but it was tight and tight, "You will really find trouble for me." ”

"So what?" Song Ci replied drunkenly.

Hearing the voice, Zhou Yong walked out of the venue with her in silence.

The cool evening breeze blew on his face, and Song Ci felt very comfortable, and unconsciously leaned on Zhou Yong's back.

Zhou's back stiffened, and then quickly returned to normal.

He took people back to the apartment with ease, but when Song Ci vomited all over his body, he couldn't help but blacken his face.

Haute couture black suit, a piece of filth.

Zhou Yong endured and endured, but in the end he still resisted the urge to put his hands on Song Ci, and frowned and went to the toilet to clean his embarrassed body.

"Jingle bells."

Almost as soon as Zhou Yi's front foot entered the toilet, the back foot of the mobile phone on the bedside buzzed non-stop.

Song Ci covered his ears and collapsed on the bed.

But the bells continued one after another, completely disturbing her purity.

"Tsk."

Because of dizziness, Song Ci got up tremblingly, picked up the phone and connected: "Hey? ”

There was silence.

Song Ci frowned and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

The phone was hung up in a hurry, and only the sound of beeping echoed through the room.

Hearing the sound, Song Ci sighed and prepared to block the phone, but unexpectedly found that the touch in his hand was wrong.

After a closer look, what she was holding was Zhou Yong's mobile phone.

She was a little embarrassed and was about to dial it back to explain, but when she touched the notes on the phone screen, she woke up most of the time.

The person who called just now turned out to be his Bai Yueguang?