"It's not related, it's that it has nothing to do with him."

Jing Huaizhi made no secret of it, and told her what he wanted in his heart.

The hairy head burrowed into his arms, and the eyes full of melons looked up at him.

"So you're going to put him bankrupt with a touch of a finger like you did in a TV show?"

Takeri's eyes lit up, and her face flushed.

The big palm rubbed the top of her hair, and her wide body wrapped her whole body.

"I'm not that capable."

A playful tone rang in my ears.

"Be nice, go and stay at your friend's house for a while."

"Do you want to tell Song Lang that we don't have a relationship anymore?"

She guessed with a smile on her lips.

Jing Huaizhi didn't speak, and rubbed the top of her hair again.

"And what are you going to do?"

Takeri sat up straight, serious, and wanted to listen to what he said next.

He lit a cigarette with a slight purser of his lips, and his tone was casual: "Remember the woman you saw last time?" ”

She rolled her eyes and nodded absently.

"You want her to help you gather evidence?"

The cigarette butt bounced off the ashtray wall.

"A sale."

Takeri blinked her innocent eyes, and when she looked up again, her eyes lit up.

"Boss, it's better than this."

"I took the initiative to go to Song Lang and said that I don't want you anymore, I want to go to him, how about gaining his trust first and then sneaking into his study?"

Jing Huaizhi didn't want to refuse directly.

"No, it's too dangerous."

The gentle and soft body continued to be close to the man's arms, and his fingers were tugging wildly.

"Boss, only if I go and tell Song Lang in person, he will believe that we are really stiff."

"Otherwise, I don't think he will believe it, you think, when the time comes, you will be busy fighting wits with him, and you will definitely forget me, if he thinks of me again..."

Takeri's eyes flashed with wisdom, and she had to admire her logic.

Someone pinched his chin, "It's still for self-preservation." ”

The fingertips ran down the chin to the neck and finally stopped at the collarbone.

Her heart was pounding, for fear that he would make the next move.

"No, boss, I really want to help you."

"That sister definitely doesn't have much chance of winning alone, and I will definitely come in handy with so many ghost ideas."

As she spoke, she got up from the couch and even started dancing.

Jing Huaizhi laughed inexplicably and said slowly.

"Why can't you protect yourself when you have so many ideas?"

Anti-general army.

Zhuli sat down instantly and cleared her throat: "That's what I said." ”

Count her self-inflicted.

Suddenly, his expression was a little erratic, and some images were automatically repeated in his mind.

A month ago, he left all his work to stay with her in Liuguan Village for so long.

Then why can't she be firm about what she wants to do?

"I'll repay you this time."

Zhuli raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose to hide her inner uneasiness.

He bit his lip and winked at her playfully, and took a deep breath on the cigarette between his slender fingers.

"We don't have a relationship other than a contract for the time being, right?"

She bit her lip tightly, knowing that she was wrong.

She understood that he was reminding her to give him an answer.

His fingers were embedded in his palms, and his eyes were bright: "When we take care of this matter, I'm going to tell you a secret." ”

"A secret that has haunted me for years."

"Are you interested in hearing it?"

She said it cleverly, just to let Jing Huaizhi loosen his mouth.

Scratching his ears and cheeks for a while, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

After taking the last puff, Jing Huaizhi extinguished the cigarette butt.

Knuckles tapped her forehead.

"Listen up."

After receiving his affirmative answer, she smiled and moved to his side.

"You said yes, didn't you?"

The corners of his mouth could not hide his joy.

Zhuli didn't care what else he had to say, and he agreed completely.

Following

With Leng Zhirou's protection, Zhuli quickly entered Song Lang's private residence.

"Sister Leng, thank you for bringing me in."

As soon as the door to the room closed, she couldn't wait to thank her.

Leng Zhirou was silent for a moment, raising her eyes to look at her.

"His study is on the third floor, and it's usually guarded by a housekeeper."

There was a coldness in the ethereal tone.

Zhuli thought that she was hostile to her because of Jing Huaizhi, but now she couldn't control it so much.

Since he said she could help her, she had to trust her.

"Well, do I have a chance to go in?"

Leng Zhirou's expression was faint, and she tugged at the corners of her lips: "The opportunity needs to wait." ”

Wait?

Wouldn't that take a long time?

"Sister Leng, do you know his usual habits?"

Before the other party had time to answer her question, Song Lang's voice sounded outside the door.

"Yau Yau, I'm back."

The next second, there was a knock on the door.

Zhuli's first reaction was that he couldn't see Song Lang, but when he thought of the purpose of his visit, he sat back on the sofa.

Song Lang's face turned blue from the moment he saw Zhuli.

"How did you get in?"

Standing in the doorway, he threw his crutches twice.

Leng Zhirou had no expression, and her tone was calm: "I called it." ”

"You!"

He held back the anger that was about to overflow, and whispered in resistance: "Rourou, I don't care if you make friends." ”

"But this woman! You'd better stay away from her! ”

Song Lang sat on the single sofa with his butt and his voice became sharp.

Zhuli's palms were full of sweat, and she was still a little flustered when she really faced Song Lang.

"Mr. Song."

She got up and tried to get closer to him, but was blocked by his cane.

Standing still, he said in a delicate tone: "Can I come to you?" ”

"You also know that Jing Huaizhi has almost no possibility of turning over, and I don't have to hang myself from a tree."

"As long as you can give me a position, I will be loyal to you in the future!"

As he spoke, he raised his palms and stood in his ears, as if he had sworn an oath.

It's just that she kept saying in her heart: If there is half a lie, Song Lang will be condemned by God and will not be able to die.

Song Lang put his hands on both sides of the sofa and muttered for a moment.

"Really separated from him?"

Zhuli knew that he was not at ease, but he still nodded like pounding garlic.

He didn't say anything more, got up and walked around.

"He must be doubting the veracity of what you say."

The door was slammed back shut, and there was no emotion or warmth in Leng Zhirou's empty eyes.

"At least a good start."

She looked up to meet her cold eyes.

"Sister Leng, thank you."

"I'm just helping myself."

When night fell, Zhuli lost sleep again.

I didn't dare to turn over when my arm was numb, for fear of waking up Leng Zhirou beside me.

Jing Huaizhi told her that as long as she stayed with Leng Zhirou, she would be safe.

At first, Zhuli didn't understand what he meant, but after a few days of getting along, she seemed to understand a little.

Since it was her private matter, she couldn't ask.

"Miss Leng, sir, please come over."

Outside the door, the butler said politely.