Hearing this, Shang Tso's sentence How can you return the favor for her hesitated for a long time, but finally didn't say it.

After all, the two of them are now in an open relationship, and they are just a favor, and Zhou Yong can still afford it.

He sighed, glanced at the few star-eyed girls standing beside him, and felt a little impatient in his heart, but under Song Ci's gaze, he still turned around and opened the car door for these people.

"Hey, who's that?"

A friend with Song Ci next to him asked curiously: "I've never seen you mention it before?" ”

"It's an employee of the company, don't care."

Song Ci just chuckled, without the intention of explaining more.

However, that friend stared at the back of Shang Tso's departure, and couldn't help muttering: "The person is tall and handsome, this back, don't say it, there is still a bit of Mr. Zhou's taste." ”

As soon as these words came out, a trace of imperceptible emotion suddenly crossed in Zhou Yong's mind, who was originally tense.

He furrowed his brow deeply and looked at Shang Tso's departing back.

Indeed, it is very close to himself.

At this time, Song Ci also said in surprise: "It's true, but men of their age wear the same suit." ”

Song Ci really didn't take this matter to heart, and just said it casually.

But Zhou Yong suddenly became suspicious.

He looked at Shang Cuo's smiling face as usual with deep eyes, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

Indeed, it is too similar to myself.

Whether it is from the attitude towards people, or the occasional demeanor, or even the back that was just mentioned.

The fingers in Zhou Yi's cuffs involuntarily tightened a little.

He suddenly had a terrible idea.

Shang Tso is too similar to his missing brother.

He didn't think it before, but once people have doubts, their thoughts will go crazy like weeds.

Zhou Yong pondered in place for a long time, until Song Ci helplessly pulled down his sleeve and shouted: "Zhou Yong? ”

Only then did he suddenly come back to his senses and let out a forced smile: "I was thinking about things just now." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Yong got into the car with Song Ci.

On the way, Zhou Yi was inevitably a little restless.

Suddenly, he felt as if everything was in place.

Why can't he investigate the details of Shang Cuo, and why does he seem to know himself very well in every move.

Or why, he approached Song Ci so blatantly.

The feeling of the unknown was wrapped in a cold breath, and Zhou Yong's hand holding the steering wheel tightened.

"What's wrong with you, your face is a little not good."

And Song Ci frowned and stared straight at Zhou Yong.

From the very beginning, he was a little strange.

Hearing this, Zhou Yong was silent for a moment, and then changed the topic without changing his face: "It's nothing, I just thought that a project was about to be completed recently, but I didn't have time to investigate, so I thought about it for a while." ”

He is only suspicious, and it is better not to say things that have no definite evidence, so as not to increase his troubles.

Song Ci could naturally easily see that he was lying, but seeing that Zhou Yong's expression returned to his usual appearance, he didn't ask any more questions.

Who doesn't have a little secret?

She didn't want to get to the bottom of it, so she simply closed her eyes and rested, thinking about what she was going to do tomorrow.

Speechless all the way.

After arriving at his apartment, Song Ci glanced at Zhou Yi.

At this time, he had completely recovered to an indifferent appearance, and there was no superfluous look on his face.

Song Ci pondered for a while, but still didn't ask, pushed the door and got out of the car and left.

After Zhou Yongmu sent Song Ci upstairs, he took out his mobile phone with a slightly solemn face and dialed the assistant.

"Give me a good look at the details of Shangcuo."

On the other side, Jiang Zhenzhen was lying flat on the hospital ward, but his face was very pale.

She clutched her phone tightly.

At this moment, a string of phone numbers was displayed on the screen, and Jiang Zhenzhen was constantly dialing like crazy.

Jiang Zhenzhen was like a ghost, his body couldn't stop trembling, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The phone couldn't stop ringing, until finally, Jiang Zhenzhen couldn't bear it anymore and turned off the mute, covered himself with the quilt and buried himself in the futon.

It was a call from a debt collector.

Jiang Zhenzhen actually spent a lot of money, because Zhou Yong swiped the auxiliary card for her on her birthday, so she didn't even think too much about it at that time, so she bought a lot of things.

In the end, the card was gone, and Zhou Yong didn't make any more compensation for her.

The money spent was wasted, and even some goods that had not been paid for could not be returned, so Jiang Zhenzhen had no choice but to borrow money to repay it.

She thought that if she had worked hard lately and approached Zhou Ji more, she might be able to get some money to repay her debts.

However, Zhou Yong didn't see himself at all, as if he avoided her like some kind of flood beast, causing Jiang to unknowingly owe a lot of debts.

These debts are actually not too much, but when they are stacked one by two, the final calculation is also extremely amazing, at least the current Jiang Zhenzhen can't come up with such a sum of money.

So Jiang Zhenzhen shrank in the hospital, for fear that someone would know his whereabouts.

The phone rang for a long time and then stopped, followed by a flood of messages.

[Don't think that if you don't answer the phone, we won't find you. 】

Such words continued one after another, making Jiang Zhenzhen almost nervous breakdown.

She covered her ears to prevent herself from hearing anything, and there was a helpless look in her eyes.

If she can't get the money again, I'm afraid she will be hunted down!

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhenzhen's eyes suddenly showed a little panic.

She picked up the phone next to her with a trembling hand and kept rummaging through it to see if anyone could help her.

As a result, I rummaged through most of the circle, but I didn't see a reliable person.

Jiang Zhenzhen took several deep breaths, and finally locked his eyes on Zhou Can's body.

Although Zhou Can was warned by Mrs. Zhou, her pocket money is still the same, and she should have a small savings of her own for so many years, so it should not be a big problem to help herself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhenzhen immediately seemed to grasp some life-saving straw, and couldn't wait to call Zhou Can.

Zhou Can was bored looking at his school homework at the moment, his head was a little swollen, and then the mobile phone next to him kept ringing.

She looked over and found that it was Jiang Zhenzhen's name, and the expression on her face was fleeting and complicated.

Zhou Can hesitated for a moment, but still connected: "Hey, Sister Zhenzhen?" ”

And almost as soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Zhenzhen began to pray with the pear blossoms in tears.

"Cancan, just take it as my sister beg, please help me, I'm really going crazy now!"