deliberate kiss

Chapter 147
Zhao Mingchen was so angry that he pointed at Zhao Hanshen with trembling hands, gritted his teeth and said, "Get lost!"

Zhao Hanshen let go of his hand slowly, and the jade chess piece in his hand fell on the board, disrupting the originally complicated and deadlocked chess game.

He got up, his tone of emotion was very light: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Zhao Mingchen blushed and said "scroll" several times.

Zhao Han walked far away, and he could still hear the group of people comforting Zhao Mingchen to calm down.

It's ridiculous.

He twitched the corners of his lips, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and his side was cold.

It turned out that even if he reached the position of chairman, he still couldn't get rid of the fate of being restrained by the family.

How cruel, how ridiculous.
In the evening Zhou Jingwei took Cheng Weiyue to a newly opened pottery shop, Cheng Weiyue rarely came to this kind of place, everything he saw was very fresh and interesting.

Zhou Jingwei only wore a high-quality tailored white shirt, buttoned to the top button meticulously, gold-rimmed glasses, cold and pale skin, and an indescribable sense of abstinence and alienation.

At this time, he held her hand and turned the clay embryo, making a cup that wasn't exactly a pretty shape.

When the cup was being baked by the staff, Zhou Jingwei asked Cheng Weiyue what he planned to write on it.

Cheng Weiyue said, then write your name as lawyer last week, and treat it as a gift from me.

Zhou Jingwei smiled lazily, and while wiping the stain on the tip of Cheng Weiyue's nose, he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you so much, Miss Cheng."

Cheng Weiyue waved her hand and generously said no thanks.

The two laughed and laughed like ordinary young couples, in the eyes of others, no matter how they looked at them, they were a good match.

The two waited for 10 minutes, and the staff brought a white ceramic cup and some paint.

Cheng Weiyue was looking at these things when Zhou Jingwei's cell phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at the name, then lowered his head and kissed Cheng Weiyue's forehead, and said softly: "I still have some things to deal with, you wait here for me, huh?"

Cheng Weiyue said yes, go get busy.

The night wind is very cool.

Cheng Weiyue sat in the brightly lit room, looking at the back of Zhou Jingwei who was on the phone on the balcony.

She didn't know what she thought of, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she picked up the coloring pen at the side, and sketched something on the plain embryo.

When Zhou Jingwei came back from the phone call, he saw Cheng Weiyue sitting obediently on the seat, and said, "I've already drawn it, and you can see it in a few days."

Zhou Jingwei pinched the tip of her nose and asked her what she had drawn.

Cheng Weiyue said that she couldn't say it, it wouldn't be a surprise if she said it, but I guarantee that you will like it.

"I will definitely like it?" Zhou Jingwei asked with a smile, is Yueyue so sure?

Cheng Weiyue said that she still has confidence.

The night wind was blowing, and the two walked in the night holding hands.

There are few pedestrians on the road, and this is not a bustling commercial street. The location of the Xiangshan Palace was originally chosen to be a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle.

On the way, Cheng Weiyue stepped on her own shadow to play under the street lamp, and Zhou Jingwei followed her footsteps.

His whole heart seemed to be immersed in sour water, and he couldn't help but soften again and again.

He can't resist everything about Cheng Weiyue.

Zhou Jingwei suddenly remembered that not long ago, Wei Tingyao asked himself what he really liked about Cheng Weiyue.

How did he answer then?
He said: "It's just love at first sight. If I knew why I was so dazed, it wouldn't have lasted so long and I couldn't let go easily."

How can you be so uncontrollable if you can know how love produces skyrocketing?
Cheng Weiyue walked a lot at night, so she fell asleep early in the morning.

Sleepy in the middle of the night, Cheng Weiyue suddenly received a strange call from Xuancheng.

She was held in Zhou Jingwei's arms, and she tried her best to open her eyes to reach for the phone on the bedside, and tentatively said after connecting, "Hello, hello."

"Hello, is this Miss Cheng Weiyue?"

"It's me, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. Ms. Zhong Qing passed away 10 minutes ago. We checked her address book and the name of the contact person registered when she was hospitalized. I want to ask if you have time to come to the hospital?"

The person at the other end said something behind, but Cheng Weiyue could no longer hear it.

Her mind went blank, and she didn't even hear the staff calling her name at the other end.

How could such a good person pass away suddenly?

Cheng Weiyue clearly remembered that when she left Xuancheng not long ago, Zhong Qing was still in good spirits.

She said that she would be discharged from the hospital after a while, and Cheng Weiyue would definitely come to visit her when the time came.

Now, how did it become like this?
Zhou Jingwei had already woken up, he was in a light sleep, and in the quiet night, he heard the phone call clearly.

He turned over and got off the bed, without saying anything, took out a thick coat for Cheng Weiyue from the closet on one side.

He sat beside her, gently held her trembling hand, and said calmly and gently: "Yueyue, look at me."

She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes filled with mist, with a quiet and hesitant look.

She called him Zhou Jingwei, and as soon as she said the three words, tears fell.

Zhou Jingwei felt so soft-hearted, he wiped away the tears from her eyes with his fingertips.

He said, "Put on your clothes, and I'll take you back to Xuancheng."

"Tomorrow is a working day." Cheng Weiyue was silent for a while, and said this in a low voice.

Zhou Jingwei's eyes were not fake, he was very sure, he said: "Nothing is more important than you."

Nothing is more important than you.

You are by my side, I can't see anyone else.

Jingcheng at night is not as busy as it is during the day. The busy streets are stripped of hurried pedestrians, leaving only the grotesque and bustling lights.

Cheng Weiyue looked at the car window, and looked out of the car window with distracted eyes.

Life is really the most fragile thing in this world, and at some point, it will disappear into ashes and disappear completely.

Many things in this world can be redeemed, except for life, once it goes to the past, there is no room for redemption.

She was in a daze when the phone in her hand vibrated suddenly.

At five o'clock in the morning, Weibo exploded.

Cheng Weiyue saw the push entry on Weibo, which read: "The new movie of #惠曼晓 has started filming, and the queen of vitality, Qiao Jingxue, will join in with love."

Someone was praised, flowers and applause in the brightly lit place.

Someone lived his life in a deserted and desolate corner that no one knew about.

But the former stole the latter's life.

Extremely ironic.

Zhou Jingwei watched Cheng Weiyue staring at the phone without speaking, stretched out his hand, and gently wrapped the back of her hand.

His lazy brows and eyes are full of serious concern, even in such a dark corner, it is still obvious that people's hearts are throbbing.

Cheng Weiyue forced the corners of her lips to smile, and said softly: "It's nothing, I'm really fine."

(End of this chapter)