Chapter Eighty-Five: Approaching

Faced with Zhou Yong's almost aggressive questioning words, Song Ci was annoyed all of a sudden.

She has been anxious lately, and she has a lot of things to deal with, so she has no time to deal with him.

Zhou Yong hit her muzzle again in such a bright way.

So Song Ci was almost speechless and wrinkled his eyebrows and said: "Can't this kind of thing be investigated with Mr. Zhou's handwriting?" Ran over and asked me what to do? ”

In this regard, Zhou Yong first fell silent for a short time, and then lightly opened his thin lips: "I thought you knew." ”

"I don't know, don't bother me."

Song Ci is now on the verge of collapse, and he naturally has no good face for Zhou Yong.

She frowned, and her face was very impatient.

Zhou Yong stared at her gaze, his breathing was a little dull, and he looked at her meaningfully for a long time before retracting his gaze.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your excuse."

Regarding Zhou Yong's sudden politeness, Song Ci was too lazy to deal with it, and he replied casually.

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At the same time, Jiang Zhenzhen stared at the mobile phone in his hand with confidence, smiling.

Naturally, she will not sit still.

Since Zhou Yong didn't want to focus on herself, she forced him to look at herself.

Jiang Zhenzhen began to use the savings that Zhou Ji transferred to him, and sent people to secretly spread rumors.

It's nothing more than Zhou Ji who has taken care of many women, and has always abandoned them.

She even spread such a false rumor around Mrs. Zhou.

When Zhou Yong learned about this, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he looked annoyed.

He scolded coldly: "If this kind of news reaches grandma's ears, you will all resign on your own initiative, I don't raise waste." ”

The subordinates of the Zhou family responded in fear, and finally completely intercepted this rumor, which could almost be regarded as nonsense.

Zhou Yong sat on the chair and listened to the reports of his subordinates.

"Find out, Mr. Zhou, the person who did these things is-"

The man swallowed his saliva and said in a soft voice: "Miss Jiang." ”

"Smack!"

Zhou Yong couldn't bear it anymore and swept the expensive vase off the table.

The sound of debris falling to the ground echoed through the room.

In fact, he rarely gets angry, and most of the time he is introverted and calm, with an innate sense of dignity of a superior.

But once Zhou Ji gets angry, many people will suffer.

So everyone in the room immediately held their breath, and they didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

After Zhou Yong vented, he returned to his original indifferent appearance, and got up to get the car keys without saying a word.

"Go to the hospital."

The vehicle drove quickly, and finally stopped in front of the hospital where Jiang Zhenzhen was currently recuperating.

Zhou Yi strode inside, his expression cold and hard.

The aura around you makes you feel like you're in an ice cellar.

The few people who followed behind him looked hurried, and they didn't dare to call Zhou Ji out loud.

Zhou Yong had a cold face all the way and pushed open the door of Jiang Zhenzhen's ward.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Jiang Zhenzhen's eyes lit up when he saw Zhou Ji enter the door, and a look of surprise immediately appeared.

The corners of her lips hooked up with a bright smile, and she took the initiative to ask: "Have you eaten, do you want to ...... with me later?"

"Jiang Zhenzhen."

Zhou Yong ignored her gushing voice, approached slowly, and looked condescendingly at Jiang Zhenzhen, who was wearing a hospital gown.

"I'm willing to spend money to support your body because I am afraid of my previous feelings, but this is not the capital you can do whatever you want."

His voice was very faint, and his eyes were like sharp swords staring at Jiang Zhenzhen, whose face was slightly pale.

"I ......"

Jiang Zhen was really hesitant, and he didn't expect Zhou Yi to find out what he was secretly doing so quickly.

She thought that these boring methods would not be taken into account at all, so she was a little more unscrupulous.

But what Jiang Zhenzhen didn't expect was that Zhou Yong would never let bad rumors appear in Mrs. Zhou's ears.

In doing so, she undoubtedly touched Zhou Yong's scales.

What's more, because of her before, there was a lot of indelible estrangement between Zhou Yong and Song Ci.

Even now, Song Ci didn't bother to deal with him.

All kinds of things are superimposed, and Zhou Ji can't bear it anymore.

He reiterated: "This is the last time I remind you, don't go too far, or you will go where you came from." ”

In fact, Zhou Yong didn't want to talk so much with Jiang Zhenzhen open the skylight.

But he is afraid that if he doesn't stop it, the other party will probably become more and more excessive, and even do something that is difficult for him to control.

Jiang Zhenzhen saw that Zhou Yong was really angry this time, and he didn't forget to pretend to be innocent while panicking: "I'm sorry, I just want you to pay more attention to me, postpartum recovery is really easy to be depressed......"

She sold miserably, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi's eyebrows jumped, and he sighed helplessly: "Okay, pay attention in the future, if you need someone to accompany me, I will find you a nurse, don't use this way." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he simply comforted him and turned around and left.

Jiang Zhenzhen watched his back go away without hesitation, and the boredom and sourness in his heart intensified.

She was even more dissatisfied, and a name that made her gnash her teeth involuntarily appeared in her brain.

Song Ci.

Jiang Zhenzhen was almost certain that without Song Ci's existence, the speed of success of his plan would have more than doubled.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhenzhen's eyes crossed with imperceptible jealousy and resentment.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, she finally took out her mobile phone and sent someone to get Song Ci's mobile phone number with money.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhenzhen secretly took the photos of Zhou Zhen from a private angle that he had secretly taken in the past, and sent them in an anonymous form.

She didn't have to wait long before a question mark came across the other side.

Song Ci looked at his work account speechlessly, and a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree face appeared on the screen.

What the hell is this?

So Song Ci almost did not hesitate to put a question mark on the other side, his face full of doubts.

But Jiang Zhenzhen thought that she was in a hurry, and hurriedly sent over the wording she had prepared in advance.

[Surprised, right?] The man you have in mind is so close to someone else, I can understand your feelings, and Penguin I have all the information you want in my hands, how about it, do you want to make a deal? 】

Jiang Zhenzhen sent out this sentence with confidence, but found that Song Ci had not responded for a long time.

She waited for about five minutes and felt something strange.

Could it be that Song quit to be busy?

Jiang Zhenzhen didn't believe in evil and sent a message again.

But she was shocked to find that Song Ci actually blocked her number.

The red exclamation mark is undoubtedly not a naked mockery of Jiang Zhenzhen's clown behavior.

Song Ci's first reaction after seeing the photos and news was speechless, and then he blocked this inexplicable number without hesitation.

What does the heart, intimacy photo, have to do with her?

Thinking about it, Song Ci felt more and more speechless, so he simply picked up his mobile phone and neatly and skillfully blacked out Zhou Yi's number.

Jiang Zhenzhen didn't give up, and changed his account to continue asking.

Don't you want to know the truth? 】