Third Master, your wife is tearing up the scum again

Chapter 1133 The best ending for him
"Because the original decision was the best choice for him, and the best ending for him."

"Obviously at that time, we should be at the end, why did he still come here? Why do you want to ask the bottom line, so much?"

Ren Jiaoyang muttered so much to himself, in a very light tone and slowly, so if someone who is familiar with her can still know a little bit.

But Zhou Ming, who was sitting beside her, listened to her words intermittently.

He didn't mean to inform Ren Jiaoyang, he looked at her suspiciously, and just called out her name: "Jiaoyang..."

It's just that before Zhou Ming could finish his words, Ren Jiaoyang's overly calm voice took the lead: "Brother A Ming, it's getting late today, and I'm tired too. If you have nothing to do, go back first." Bar."

Zhou Ming's unfinished words froze on his lips in an instant. Those words that he wanted to get to the bottom of were now unable to be uttered.

The voice stopped on the edge of his mouth, and then he changed his words unhurriedly: "Okay then, I'll go back first, but can you be alone? Do you want me to help?"

Ren Jiaoyang shook his head, and politely rejected Zhou Ming's kindness: "No need, brother A Ming, I used to come here alone, you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine."

"I think you should be tired after a busy day. Go back and rest early. Don't bother. When you leave later, just remember to close the door for me. See you tomorrow."

Saying that she didn't give Zhou Ming any chance to stay, she slowly stood up from the sofa, holding on to the corner of the table beside her, and based on her memory, she took small steps towards the bedroom go.

There was no room for Zhou Ming at all, and she had already started to talk about her own affairs: "Xiwen, hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face with mom, we are going to bed."

……

Zhou Ming stood there for a few seconds, then turned around awkwardly, helped Ren Jiaoyang lock the door, and left.

It's just that Zhou Ming just walked out of the flower garden, and he saw the black sports car parked at the door at a glance, which seemed incompatible with the temperament of the whole small town.

However, Zhou Ming seemed to have never seen that expensive car before, he raised his foot and walked around the front of the car, wanting to leave directly.

But Zhou Ming had just walked a few steps, and seemed to think of something suddenly. He paused at his smooth steps and stood there for a few seconds before turning around and walking to the driver's seat, raising his hand to ring the car. window.

The window of the car was lowered slowly, but the person sitting in the car was not the man who had just appeared at Ren Jiaoyang's house, but another man who was about the same age as that man.

Secretary Zhang looked sideways at Zhou Ming who was standing outside the car, and asked in a faint voice, "May I ask what you want?"

Zhou Ming was stunned, took a step back, and confirmed that the car he saw was indeed the sports car he saw at the door not long ago, and then he said to Secretary Zhang unhurriedly: "No Sorry, it might be me..."

It's just that before Zhou Ming could finish his words, the windows of the back seat of the car were slowly lowered, and the man's cold voice slowly sounded in the silent night sky: "Are you looking for me?"

(End of this chapter)