his allure

Chapter 177 No matter which look is enough to hurt someone
Later, a petite woman sat in front of him, with plain black hair and hazy eyes.

Holding the wine glass, she said softly, "Sir, can you give me your contact information?"

Shen Zhao looked at her, and vaguely remembered Zheng Qingqing from more than two years ago, or three years ago.

Almost instantly, his heart softened like a mountain.

He smiled and said in a low voice, "Yes, I'll give it to you."

The woman was amazed at his eloquence, her eyes were shining brightly.She said, "Sir, I don't know, are you free tonight?"

It was this smile that made him completely sober.Zheng Qingqing never smiled at him like this. In the past two years when she was by his side, her smiles, or the joys, sorrows, and joys, were so weak that they couldn't be any weaker.

When you wake up from a dream, it's just a moment.

Shen Zhao sneered, his brows and eyes were instantly stained with hostility.

He pulled the woman in front of him and pinched his chin. With a serious smile, he spoke with a metaphorical tone: "Be sensible, don't provoke me, huh?"

The woman nodded with a pale face.

Shen Zhao let go of the shackles, and said coldly: "Get lost."

The woman almost avoided it and left in fear, but she still couldn't help but secretly slander her.I thought that the man was well dressed and would be a good marriage for one night, but I never thought that he was actually a lunatic with that vicious look, as if she owed him his wealth and life.

Shen Zhao recalled a lot of things, about Zheng Qingqing, details that he didn't care about before, or didn't pay much attention to.

Zheng Qingqing also relied on him before, that was the day when she just came to her side.Depressed, always crying at night.He would go to her room to put her to sleep, with a patience that he had almost never had, and his words were soft.

Zheng Qingqing would say to herself: "Shen Zhao, let's be each other's relatives, okay?"

He said, "Okay."

But deal with it casually, just out of comfort.

For Shen Zhao, it is okay to depend on each other, but being a relative is another matter.He never believed in family affection, and sometimes, he even felt that redundant affection was a burden, hurting others and himself.

At this moment, the memory was suddenly magnified several times, and it was unspeakably true and profound.

He drank a lot of wine, and when he was drunk, he thought sadly that he seemed to be really in love with her.In the past that I have not yet discovered, it has penetrated into the bone marrow, and there is no possibility of withdrawal.

At that time, he hadn't figured out how to deal with his relationship with Zheng Qingqing.To say it is love seems to be deep, but to say it is not caring seems to be deceiving oneself.

Now that Shen Zhao understands what Zheng Qingqing means to him, he has completely lost her.

She was in someone else's arms, looking at herself so vigilantly.No matter which look it is, it is enough to hurt people, and it is also enough to make people feel sad.

A wry smile overflowed from the corner of Shen Zhao's lips, but he remained silent after all, holding his forehead with his hand, remaining silent.

After a long time, in the middle of the night, he walked out of the bar with a somewhat frivolous pace.

The person at the door was Zhao Yang, who stepped forward to support him.The tone was as calm and calm as ever, but the emotions in the words were so heavy and depressing.

He said: "Mr. Shen, your father, Chairman Shen It seems... already knows about you and Su Mei."

Shen Zhao sneered, maybe it was because of the wind and snow, but his consciousness was somewhat clearer.

(End of this chapter)