"Half a year at most."

Zhao Tian carefully recalled the woman who appeared next to Zhao Jinzhi, and it seemed that there had not been more than half a year.

The people in his brother's circle are all mixed up, not a thing.

"Half a year?" Jiang Ci'an muttered and repeated.

It's just from this winter to next summer.

Fortunately, it wasn't too long.

Zhao Tian saw her thoughts and reminded: "But I can't figure out what my brother and their circle of people think about women, half a year is just a time I probably remember." ”

Jiang Ci'an nodded and didn't say much.

Zhao Tian looked at her, wanted to speak and stopped, but finally sighed lightly, and stepped forward to treat the wound at the corner of her mouth for her: "If my brother sees this, maybe he will feel distressed." ”

"Tian Tian." Jiang Ci'an raised his eyes to look at her, and said uneasily: "Lin Xunyuan, can you not talk to Zhao Jinzhi about this matter?" ”

She just wanted to break off this relationship with Zhao Jinzhi as soon as possible, and didn't want Zhao Jinzhi to interfere in her affairs anymore.

Zhao Tian didn't understand her thoughts, but he also said cooperatively: "This is your own business, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense with my brother." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ci'an's heart fell, and he smiled lightly: "I'll invite you to drink milk tea tomorrow." ”

"Then you're welcome." Zhao Tian said with a smile.

In the following week, Zhao Jinzhi did not contact Jiang Ci'an again.

Just when she was rejoicing in her heart, a message from an unfamiliar number made her instantly restless.

[Come to the North City at night.] 】

Don't guess, this is sent by Zhao Jinzhi.

Since receiving this news, Jiang Ci'an was absent-minded, and finally, after finishing the morning class, she couldn't help but ask Zhao Tian: "Tian Tian, if you want to release Zhao Jinzhi's pigeon, what will happen to him?" ”

"Who would dare to release my brother's pigeons?"

Zhao Tian's eyes swept over her, and he said with a serious expression: "Tian Tian, my brother has never been a gentleman, and I am afraid that he will come up with his strength, you had better put away your thoughts, otherwise I am afraid that you will be beaten." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Ci'an smiled.

Zhao Tian's words made her completely rest, she was really afraid that Zhao Jinzhi would kill her.

In the afternoon, Jiang Ci'an went to the restaurant to work part-time as usual, and she was originally able to leave in the evening, but a colleague found her and wanted to change shifts with her.

Jiang Ci'an wanted to refuse, but the colleague cried miserably, and intentionally or unintentionally said what happened to her and Zhao Jinzhi in the locker room that day.

"Ci'an, I know you have a good relationship with your boyfriend, so can you help me? My son's fever is really no one cares, please......"

She didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so she could only nod her head and agree, and sent a text message to Zhao Jinzhi, saying that she would come over later.

After sending this text message, the flow of customers in the restaurant poured in, and she was so busy that she forgot to read the news again.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Jinzhi sat in the box drinking with friends, and glanced at his mobile phone from time to time.

Seeing that his heart was not here, Song Qi couldn't help but quip: "Which sister is this looking forward to?" A look of long-awaited wear. ”

Zhao Jinzhi didn't deny it, pulled his lips and said, "The little girl is timid, don't be scared later." ”

"Jinzhi, what you said is funny." Song Qi saw that he was in a good mood, and he became a little bolder: "If you don't lose your temper, who can be scared?" ”

Zhao Jinzhi raised his eyebrows, he was not interested in continuing to be poor with him, and sent another message to Jiang Ci'an.

There was still no reply.

After another two hours, Zhao Jinzhi's face gradually turned cold.

He was upset and cooled down with the atmosphere of the entire box.

The woman sitting next to him was even more frightened and didn't dare to take a breath.