"Like you, we know that we are busy with work all day long, and we don't worry about our life's major events at all."

Jing Yuhe glanced at the person on the other side of the desk, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Jing Huaizhi glanced at Jing Yuhe indifferently, and then lowered his head to write.

Jing Yuhe was about to be angry with this piece of wood, so he turned around and sat on the sofa.

Fiddle with the tea set and start making tea.

"Pear, you must not find someone like my brother in the future."

"Looking at a talent, it's actually sullen to death."

"It's like someone owes him money all day long."

Jing Yuhe gasped for breath a little, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Zhuli looked at Jing Yuhe, who was leisurely drinking tea, motionless, and her eyes were complicated under her lowered eyelashes.

Seeing this, Jing Yuhe got up and patted her on the shoulder.

"Pear, don't be too sad, I'll find it for you."

"You're short of men?"

Before her words fell, Jing Huaizhi looked up at her, without any emotion in his tone.

Zhuli pursed her lips and replied calmly, "Well, it's very lacking." ”

Even if Jing Huaizhi's eyes were looking at Jing Yuhe when he said this, Zhuli knew that he was talking about her.

Jing Huai's eyes were indifferent, making people dare not force their eyes.

"Are you finished?"

Jing Yuhe hadn't figured out the situation yet, he only thought that he was beaten by himself, and he was unhappy.

As a result, the two of them were kicked out of the office together.

"Jing Yuhe, if you have nothing to do, go and clean every floor of the company's bathroom!"

Bang!

The door was slammed shut from the inside.

"Cut, stingy guy drink cold water."

Jing Yuhe pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

turned around and grabbed Zhuli's arm, revealing a faint smile.

"Don't be afraid of pears, my brother is like that."

"Whoever follows him will be moldy for eight lifetimes!"

Takeri: "..."

While waiting for the elevator, Jing Yuhe's mobile phone in her pocket rang several times, and she couldn't help but check it.

As soon as his eyes met the mobile phone screen for a second, he began to curse the next second:

"Jing Huaizhi, you are so ruthless!"

"I'm going back and tell my parents! Woooooooooooooooo ”

Zhuli was stunned for a moment, then took out a tissue bag from her pocket and took out one and handed it to her.

Seeing that she didn't mean to take it, he simply rubbed it twice on her cheek.

"What's wrong?"

Jing Yuhe closed his eyes and froze in place.

"He stopped all my credit cards and intimate payments!"

"Jing Huaizhi, I hate you!"

Takeri wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know how to speak.

...

As soon as the wall clock on the wall reached half past five, everyone began to pack up their things and leave work, not wanting to stay for a second.

"Bamboo pear."

Qiao Jue stood at the door of the office and called out to her.

Zhuli sighed silently in her heart: Shouldn't you have to work overtime again?

She listlessly followed Qiao Jue's footsteps into the office, tilting her head and picking at the nails hanging from the side of her pants.

"Are you interested in participating in Lin Fangxi's new drama "Returning by Stepping on the Moonlight"?"

Qiao Jue's eyes sparkled slightly, and his expression was leisurely.

It seems that no matter how much she rejects him, his attitude towards her remains the same.

"I want to try."

Takeri nodded in response.

When she came out of Qiao Jue's office, she received a call from Jing Yuhe.

"Pear, don't leave after work!"

"Let's go drink and jump!"

Zhuli heard that her tone was a little impatient, and she was worried that she would not be depressed because of this incident, but now it seems that she is still thinking too much.

"Okay, send me the address."

Anyway, she's free now, there's no curfew and there's no sullen man to take care of her.

-

The lights were bright, and the walls of the glasses collided with the sound of loud music and soon disappeared.

When Zhuli arrived, Jing Yuhe was already a little drunk.

But despite this, she still drank by herself, and she didn't care about anyone who came to talk to her.

She quietly walked behind Jing Yuhe and nodded her shoulder.

When Jing Yuhe turned around and saw that the person who came was Zhuli, a smile appeared on his face with his chin propped up.

"Here we are."

Takeri tilted her head, her gaze meeting her lit screen.

The lights of the bar were already dim, and at this moment, the green light on the mobile phone screen was all reflected on Jing Yuhe's cheeks.

"You haven't confessed to him yet?"

Takeri sat beside her and asked for a glass of low-alcohol wine.

Jing Yuhe snuffed out the screen, and shook his head after the phone kept flipping in his palm.

Jing Yuhe has a bamboo horse who has been secretly thinking about him for many years, and he has been yelling to chase him since college.

The topic is at an impasse, and only the sound of deafening music is left in my ears.

"Hello beauty, remember me?"

A casually dressed man stood beside Zhuli with a wine glass, tilting his head to look at her with a smile.

Takeri narrowed her eyes and thought carefully.

His casual eyes drifted around, and finally stopped at the extremely familiar figure.

"Last time I asked you for WeChat, do you remember?"

Ding Zhijie scratched his head and thought that Zhuli had forgotten, so he had to move out of the matter of asking for WeChat.

WeChat is added, but basically haven't chatted.

"Oh, I remember."

"You said to add WeChat, right?"

Seeing a bunch of beautiful women sitting next to the man sitting opposite, her heart suddenly tightened and she deliberately shouted loudly.

However, Jing Huaizhi did not look this way.

Ding Zhijie heard Zhuli say this, and showed a bright smile.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Would you like to have a drink together?"

He pointed to the position of his booth and asked politely.

"Pear, you go, I want to be alone and be quiet."

Without waiting for Zhuli to answer, Jing Yuhe had already agreed for her first.

Ding Zhijie's position was just very close to Jing Huaizhi, and he could meet his gaze as long as he raised his head slightly.

Raising a glass and colliding, Zhuli only took a small sip and felt his stomach turn upside down.

After glancing at the man sitting next to him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Bah! Stinky scumbag!

"I don't know your name yet?"

Ding Zhijie, who was sitting opposite, stared at her face and said in an idle tone.

"My name is Zhuli."

She was quick to respond.

"Ding Zhijie."

He stretched out his arms to shake her.

"Mr. Wen understands me very well."

Jing Huaizhi played with the wine glass in his palm and glanced at him with a smile.

Wen Gong raised his glass and toasted him, and said modestly: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"It's good that Mr. Jing likes it."

After that, he motioned with his eyes to the beautiful woman sitting next to him to pour him wine.

"Mr. Wen's taste is good, and each of them is outstanding."

Jing Huaizhi had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and his arm was placed on the shoulder of one of the women.

The woman was flattered and couldn't wait to get closer to him.

Zhuli looked up at the dress of the woman sitting next to Jing Huaizhi, and then looked at herself.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a bitter smile.

Even though it was still winter, the women were still thinly dressed.

Slit dress with large wavy curls and crumbling chest.

Looking down at herself again, she took off her down jacket and took off a white shirt, and ordered a pair of canvas shoes she deliberately wore for the convenience of commuting.

"Can I chase you?"

Ding Zhijie asked cautiously.

At this moment, the bar resident singer was just in the middle of the intermission, and his words undoubtedly reached Jing Huaizhi's ears.