time-limited addiction

Shen Jing has been communicating with Mr. Blelu for a long time.

Later, I discovered that Blelu had been cooperating with Lianhe, both in finance and finance. Blelu would occasionally mention Lianhe in interviews. Shen Jing went to search the Internet, but found nothing.

With my understanding of Zhou Lüchen, the answer was immediately clear in my mind.

Shen Jing asked Zhuang Ming: "Mr. Bleru, did you arrange this?"

Zhuang Ming replied via text message and explained: "Second Young Master is just a little effort, Miss Shen, don't feel any pressure."

Concise and concise.

Shen Jing replied Oh, quit.

How could I not know why he took action?

Zhou Lüchen could do nothing but raise his hand casually.

After following her, I couldn't let her go. I was a little reluctant to let her go to the mall alone, just because I couldn't bear to let her go.

He also couldn't give her anything, and he wouldn't tell her if he did it. She had to look for clues to find the answer.

Is this a return of affection? It just made her lose her mind for a few minutes.

Someone interrupted her thoughts, "Manager, we're off work."

Shen Jing picked up the coffee and just said yes.

It's too cold and I don't want to drink it.

Shen Jing threw the paper cup into the trash can, took the car keys and left.

The East Third Ring Road is inferior to the West District.

The east is rich and the west is powerful.

The West District refers to people with the surname Zhou and Song.

She wandered to the West District without realizing it. This was Zhou Luchen's favorite place to stay when he came to Beijing. He only liked to walk around this area, and occasionally went to the suburbs to wander around when he got tired of it.

It is true that now I understand that Mr. Blerlu came to Kyoto specially for her.

Then the Yongxin Fund introduced by Xie Qinyang is also related to Zhou Luchen.

She deserved to take care of the Cheng family, but Zhou Lüchen gradually gave too much and became too heavy.

As a person with vested interests, she couldn't be calm, but if she took it from Zhou Lüchen, she might not be able to help but fly to New York and accompany him to fall.

After the breakup, she was always confused. Yes, what did he mean? Even the slightest guilt caused her to have insomnia late at night.

The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the alley.

She had only been to Zhou's house once and had dinner with his family only once.

He didn't bring her back in person, and he didn't even think of taking her home for dinner.

Shen Jing held the steering wheel, put her face down, and glanced at the red-walled Wealth Gate at the root of the imperial city, her inner defenses gradually being broken down.

His fingers moved around the phone in confusion, dialing Zhou Lüchen's number.

It was 10 o'clock in Manhattan, which was the busiest time for Zhou Lüchen to hold meetings. She didn't remember the time difference and would only interrupt rashly.

The tallest landmark building in Manhattan, with layers of high-density armored security, is the exclusive headquarters of the United Bank.

The president of United Bank has just finished promoting the 10-year bond futures of Economic and Trade Global. He ordered the general secretary-general, speaking slowly, "Change to 2.86%."

The general secretary respectfully wrote down, "Okay, President."

At this moment, the mobile phone on the table vibrated. Zhou Lüchen turned his head slightly, and a series of unmarked numbers came into view.

I have an impression and feel familiar.

He answers.

The meeting report was paused, and everyone sat in silence, engrossed in reading documents.

Shen Jing's voice came from over there, "Thank you."

In the solemn conference room, above the main seat, the handsome man on the black leather chair leaned slightly and said softly, "What?"

"It's nothing. I passed by your house unexpectedly and wanted to say thank you."

She is not very good at making up words, and one sentence is full of loopholes. She lives in the East District, why would she go to the West District in the middle of the night, and who does she know in the West District.

Zhou Lüchen smiled slowly and said in a gentle voice, "Yeah."

After saying thank you, she seemed to have nothing to say, "I was followed in New York that day..."

The words stopped suddenly. She really shouldn't say too many grievances in front of him, but she wanted to say everything.

Shen Jing is very abnormal now.

Maybe I really have something to ask.

Realizing it, Zhou Luchen said in a low voice, "I know."

It was too quiet, and his voice was too hoarse, just like the scene where she loved to make him get up to have lunch, mixed with a distinctive magnetic accent that bit her cochlea, blurry as mist.

Looking at the night scene outside the car window, Shen Jing thought it was disturbing his sleep, "Are you sleeping? Will it disturb you?"

The soothing breathing between each other's receivers lasted for a long time, but he remained calm, "We are in a meeting."

After a pause, he turned over a page of the group planning book.

"do not disturb."

Shen Jing vaguely recalled the time difference, "I don't remember, I thought you were sleeping in bed..."

But Zhou Luchen did not sleep last night, which did not prevent him from being energetic and able to preside over the meeting on time in the morning.

"Are you having a meeting? It's so quiet." She seemed to be asking nonsense.

Zhou Luchen said softly, "Go home early."

He is busy and needs to hang up.

"Zhou Luchen, can you wait."

Shen Jing was almost eager to speak and keep the call.

Zhou Lu was stunned and a lukewarm "hmm" came out.Sudden silence.

long time.

She spoke softly, as if she had exhausted all the courage she had accumulated throughout her life, "Can I ask you a very presumptuous question in person?"

"You ask," he said.

"You are always so kind to me, do you want to..." Shen Jing changed the side of her face to the car logo on the steering wheel. The three-pointed star emblem was cold and cold, and she asked jokingly, "Do you want to marry me?"

In the past, it was her friends who told her, but this time, she asked the question directly.

I want him to tell you the answer himself.

In a daze, Zhou Lüchen's eyes narrowed.

A man of great fame and fortune, he has a strong sense of self-control, but he can become cold in just two or three seconds.

She was a bit like when she made a wrong phone call when she was drunk. She kept stubbornly asking for an answer, 'Do you miss me, Zhou Lvchen? Tell me if you do.'

"Did you drink again?"

Even though his tone was very indifferent.

The behavior of answering by bypassing the topic is also obvious, and has been rejected by refusing to answer.

If he said he wanted to, even a little bit, she would really be willing to accept his kindness and help.

However, the answer is so obvious that Mr. Tuesday doesn’t know it and has never thought about it.

Shen Jing didn't show too much sadness and admired his sincerity. "I didn't drink. I'm very sober. I know the answer."

He said calmly, "Is there anything else?"

I do remember that in his sleep in the temple, he said, don’t look for men like this.

I really remember what I said to him that night.

Shen Jing's lips curled up with a soft smile, "No, you gave too much. To me, I'm very satisfied and I don't have any intention of resenting you. It's really enough. How should I end it if I give you more? I won't disturb your work." ”

After two minutes of silence, Zhou Lüchen's face never changed at all. It was dignified, cold, and simple, the most intuitive kind of silence.

He hung up the phone, picked up the pen in his hand, and opened the cap of the pen as if it were an insignificant phone call. He simply told the senior management, "The meeting continues."

at the same time.

Shen Jing turned off her phone and sat in the car looking at the alley for a long time. She didn't know what the Zhou family were doing in the courtyard behind the willow bend of Heba Bridge.

She also waited for 21 months and 13 days, but actually she didn't wait until Zhou Lüchen said, "Don't leave, I like you."

All you have to wait for is the occasional care and help, my act of nurturing you.

She had stopped looking forward to it a long time ago and couldn't remember when she started.

Shen Jing started the car, slowly stepped on the accelerator and left.

...

Mid-Autumn Festival.

I accidentally learned that there was a puppet show in the theater in the next province.

Shen Jing bought the tickets alone and watched alone. Most of the spectators were in their 70s and above, and the youngest were children as young as 5 years old.

The little girl sitting next to her was licking a lollipop and asked her, "Pretty sister, do you want some candy?"

The soft hand handed her a real stick, milk-flavored.

Shen Jing accepted and exchanged biscuits with her.

"Thank you."

The little girl with cute breasts waved and motioned Shen Jing to lower her head, and she did the same. She heard the little girl whisper in her ear and asked, "Sister, you are so fascinated by the show. Do you also like to watch the puppet show?"

Shen Jing smiled, "It's just too boring."

The little girl blinked and smiled at her, "I like them so much, but it's a pity that they are all led by others."

Perhaps it was a stranger, but the little girl’s grandmother took the little girl away and left.

The biscuits she sent out were also put away in the pocket by the little girl's grandmother, who scolded her not to eat them.

Shen Jing peeled off the candy coating of the real stick, licked it, watched the puppet show on the stage, and returned to a quiet state.

The puppet show ended and they flew back to Beijing overnight.

Looking at the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts delivered to her door, she no longer had the heart to open them. When she was the lowest-level employee, she would send gifts one after another to customers like this to maintain friendship.

That night, I received a call that something good had happened.

"Your eldest sister is in the hospital, and the baby has come out."

Shen Jing put on her clothes and stood up, smiling broadly, "Congratulations."

My eldest sister's baby was born, early in September. I forgot how many pounds it weighed, and I couldn't remember. She cried so hard that it seemed like she owed her a few buildings within the Third Ring Road.

The Xie family has a new member this year, and everyone in the Xie family can't wait to hold a banquet to celebrate.

A little baby girl was clinging to her brother-in-law's arms. The brother-in-law was actually a stingy man and wouldn't let anyone hold her.

Shen Jing was greedy and secretly glanced at the child.

The wrinkled little face is so tender, and she looks more like the eldest sister, not like the cold-faced brother-in-law.

Seeing Shen Jing's head bent over, Xie Nan hugged the baby in his arms tightly and stammered, "Um...Um, you are tired from work, so don't...don't hold me. I am the father of the child and can come by myself." .”

Shen Jing whispered, as if he didn't know that he was the child's father.

No need to stress it so much.

She just wanted to hold the little baby that her eldest sister had worked so hard to give birth to.

As smart as Xie Nan, he knew what Shen Jing was up to, but he didn't get enough of her and kept dominating her, "You're tired, please sit down and drink a glass of water to quench your thirst."

Shen Jing shook her head obediently, "Brother-in-law, I'm not thirsty. I want to hold the baby."

Xie Nan gave her a gentle smile, "You line up first, and I'll hold you for a while."