deliberate kiss

Suddenly, she stepped forward and hugged him from behind.

The latter obviously froze, and his tone was more gentle, and he asked patiently: "What's wrong? You're so clingy to me all of a sudden?"

"You're leaving in two days, can I still be clingy to you?" Cheng Weiyue pouted slightly, coquettishly: "Zhou Jingwei, do you think I'm clingy?"

Zhou Jingwei put the fried poached eggs on the plate, and he turned down the fire of the coal stove a little bit, with a serious meaning, saying word by word: "Yueyue, after I finish handling the Zhou family's affairs, I will not It will give you the opportunity to leave me for so long."

"Then I'll wait for you," Cheng Weiyue said with a very dependent smile, "Zhou Jingwei, you know me, and I will believe everything you say."

The two of them sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows under the strongest sunlight in the afternoon, eating the noodles that had just been served from the pot.

To put it hypocritically, Cheng Weiyue felt that this was the best meal she had since coming to Country Y.

After the meal, Zhou Jingwei cleaned up as usual, and Cheng Weiyue sat on the seat with her chin in her hands, watching him busy.

Until Zhou Jingwei's cell phone on the table rang.

Cheng Weiyue saw a long-lost name, Zhao Hanshen.

She pursed her lips and took the phone to Zhou Jingwei.

"Your phone number." Cheng Weiyue handed him the phone, paused, and added: "Zhao Hanchen called."

Zhou Jingwei wiped his hands with a wet towel, and answered the call from Cheng Weiyue.

He kissed her on the forehead and connected the phone without any shyness.

Zhao Hanshen stood in Jingxing's chairman's office, lowering his head to see the lights of Wanjia.

It's just a pity that among the thousands of lights, none of them are lit for him.

The phone was connected, and he heard Zhou Jingwei's indifferent voice: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Hanshen also said in a low voice: "Thank you for what happened last time. Zhao Beilan and Zhao Zhensheng are now able to turn against each other, thanks to your help."

"It's just mutual," Zhou Jingwei smiled, "I want to thank you too, if it weren't for you, I would never have thought of letting Zhou Mufan check and balance Zhou Lengshan."

"I've heard a lot of old things about you from my dad. I guess there are still some things you don't know. If you're interested, you can come and talk to me." Zhao Hanchen changed the subject when he said this, The tone was a bit more overtones: "Are you abroad now?"

Zhou Jingwei said "hmm" without covering it up: "I will spend the New Year with Weiyue these two days."

There was an indescribable bitterness that surged in Zhao Hanshen's heart.

But all emotions were suppressed, he just smiled and said, "Help me wish her a happy new year."

Zhou Jingwei said: "I am only responsible for conveying the matter."

Zhao Han said yes.

Zhou Jingwei hung up the phone and looked at Cheng Weiyue who was standing beside him drinking milk: "Zhao Hanshen said, I wish you a happy new year."

Cheng Weiyue put the cup aside, she lowered her eyelashes, calmly, and said, "I wish him a happy new year too."

Time can dilute many things, such as hurt, such as pain.

Cheng Weiyue is no longer willing to care about whether she and Zhao Hanshen's fingertips were right or wrong in the past.

The elite circle in Jingcheng is only so big. Now that Zhou Jingwei and Zhao Hanshen are cooperating with each other, she doesn't want to cause unnecessary quarrels between the two because of some old things of hers.

What's more, she had already let go.

Now seeing Zhao Hanshen's name again, I can do it without any ups and downs.