"Is he gone?"

Zhuli's voice slowly lowered, and she glanced in the direction of the door uneasily.

Jing Huaizhi was not in a hurry, his elbows were propped up on one side, and his expression was a little arrogant.

"Do you need me to call him for you?"

"Is that okay?"

She asked earnestly with innocent eyes.

The man didn't answer, and the cold light glanced at her from top to bottom.

Vigorously ripped off her glasses and threw them aside, and the tiger's mouth grabbed her chin and lifted it up.

Takeri had to look at him.

The fiery kiss swam from her cheek to her earlobe, and Takeri was clearly out of breath.

"Wife."

Partial, the man who pressed on her kept teasing.

-

In the early hours of the morning, Jing Huaizhi went to the bathroom with a sticky bamboo pear.

She glanced at him worriedly, but couldn't speak.

"What's wrong?"

The man was drying her hair, staring at her in the mirror with a perfect smile on her lips.

"You've always been..."

"Is it ruthless?"

Zhuli bit her lip and couldn't speak.

He turned off the hair dryer in his hand and bent down to her: "No." ”

"That's just for you."

She closed her eyes tiredly and let Jing Huaizhi fiddle.

In a hazy sleepy eye, she seemed to hear the man holding her asking: "Me and the male college student, who do you love more?" ”

It's just that she is too tired to have the strength to answer.

Following

When Takeri appeared at the venue, he looked much more tired than before.

Qiao Jue, who was sitting next to her, kept his temples bumping, and after thinking about it again, he decided to ask.

"Zhuli, you didn't rest last night, okay?"

A hint of horror flashed in her eyes, and she turned her head to look at him faintly.

"Hmm."

Qiao Jue was extremely depressed in his heart, and unspeakable emotions lingered in his heart.

Nothing is known about what happened next.

It wasn't until the end of the meeting that the moderator told everyone that they could leave, and he came back to his senses.

Jing Yuhe had already packed up his things and was sitting in the lounge area of the hall scrolling through his mobile phone.

Zhuli pinched the corner of his clothes and hesitated in place for a long time, and then strode closer.

"Yuhe."

"Why haven't I seen you all these days?"

Her knuckles curled slightly, and she raised her eyes uneasily to meet hers.

Jing Yuhe pressed off the phone screen and looked up at her.

"I wasn't feeling well, so I rested in my room."

Her tone was calmer than ever, even a little alienated.

After saying that, he got up and pulled over the suitcase that had been casually put aside.

"Is my brother here?"

Zhuli shook his head, not saying that he didn't come or didn't know.

Jing Yuhe sighed deeply, and was about to leave by himself, when he suddenly thought of something.

"Pear, are we friends?"

Her words were inexplicable, and Zhuli heard them in a fog.

"yes, we always have."

Jing Yuhe, who was facing her back, didn't look back, and a bitter smile overflowed at the corner of her mouth.

"Remember what you say."

...

As soon as she got off the plane, Zhuli received a call from Du Jianzhou.

When she looked at the unfamiliar number flashing on the screen of her phone, she hesitated for a few seconds before slowly picking it up.

"Hey, hello, I'm Du Jianzhou."

After hearing the other party report to her home, she squeezed the earpiece and deliberately distanced herself from Jing Yuhe.

"Mr. Du, hello."

Jing Yuhe didn't seem to realize anything, and took the lead out of the airport by himself.

"I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Du Jianzhou hesitated for a while and spoke in a low voice.

Takeri was just about to answer, but the phone clamped to his ear was pulled by his slender and thin fingers.

The man's tone was obviously a little unhappy: "What are you looking for my wife?" ”

Du Jianzhou, who was on the other side, rolled his eyes to the sky, but he still softened his tone when he thought that he had something to ask for:

"I really have something to ask her."

Hearing this, Jing Huaizhi couldn't help but laugh and quipped: "You also have times when you ask for someone?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, give her your phone."

"To your wife."

Du Jianzhou compromised and began to pat himself.

Hearing this title, Jing Huaizhi was very satisfied, and it was rare that he didn't quarrel with him anymore.

Take off your phone and hand it to Zhuli.

"Hey, Mr. Du, you say."

"That's the case, can you help me make an appointment with Xingyan, you two can come."

"I'll take care of the food."

Du Jianzhou made a long story short, and his tone was unusually hurried.

Zhuli furrowed her brows, staring at Jing Huaizhi who was watching the play for a moment.

Lip synching: "What's the situation?" ”

A meaningful smile rose on Jing Huaizhi's lips, and he lowered his eyelids and didn't speak.

"Are you listening?"

Seeing that the person on the phone didn't respond, Du Jianzhou couldn't wait to urge.

"Okay."

"Are you going to confess?"

Du Jianzhou: "..."

"So obvious?"

Zhuli didn't answer, and hung up the phone after listening to his explanation.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and then it dawned on her.

"Do you know anything?"

Jing Huaizhi reached out and patted the top of her hair: "Let's go." ”

It turned out that when Du Jianzhou called Jing Huaizhi last night to talk about this, Jing Yuhe was next to him, so naturally he also heard their conversation.

Before Du Jianzhou hung up the phone, there was a big fuss.

He was afraid that Jing Yuhe would disrupt his plan, so he had to disrupt his original plan and choose to ask Zhuli for help.

This is probably why Jing Yuhe said such inexplicable things to her.

The painter posted on Weibo admitting that it was his own mistakes that led to this farce.

And so it ended.

Operations Department Meeting Room

"Although the farce is over, it has greatly affected the image of our brand."

Wen Qian solemnly told Qiao Jue, who was sitting in the main seat.

Qiao Jue crossed his hands in front of his forehead, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Perhaps his mind had already run out of the clouds.

"How many more are around?"

Seeing that no one spoke, Zhuli's tone was calm and calm.

"I haven't done statistics, but there should be quite a few."

He Xiang answered.

"Let's all move on to instant products."

"Wenqian, when you broadcast live today, tell everyone, buy it and give away the peripherals of "I want to enter your world".

After Zhuli finished speaking, he glanced at Qiao Jue in the main position.

"Director Qiao, what do you think?"

After hearing Zhuli's voice, Qiao Jue pulled back his wandering thoughts.

"It's up to you to decide."

Get up, push the door and go out.

"Director Qiao, what's going on?"

Qin Han'er didn't know why, and looked at Zhuli sitting beside her fixedly.

-

After returning home from work, Zhuli began to think about how to ask Ren Xingyan out.

For this reason, she also deliberately bought a bunch of snacks to please her.

After Ren Xingyan saw her such abnormal behavior, he naturally saw through her tricks.

"He asked you to come?"

Takeri: "..."

Bite-

The screen of the mobile phone, which was casually placed on the side of the sofa, flashed.

Boss (arrears version): How is the wife's war?

Zhuli's breath was stagnant, and just as he was about to extinguish the screen, he heard a slow voice above his head:

"Feelings have been bought."