The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Meng Chen's expression changed from shock to anger.

"I know I'm sorry," Ye Zhenzhen's voice calmed down, "Even though we were arguing back then, we didn't officially break up. If you can accept that without any resentment, I'm willing to get back together."

Meng Chen didn't speak. He stood there, his lips trembling, his fingers trembling.

"Ye Zhenzhen! How...how could you be so casual!?"

Ye Zhenzhen twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Well, then just consider yourself as someone you misjudged," she said. "Don't bother me anymore; it's better for both of you."

"Ye Zhenzhen, I never expected you..." Meng Chen stared intently at her, his voice filled with hatred, "So you really are such a promiscuous person! I was truly blind!"

"And what about you?"

Ye Zhenzhen sneered and looked at him.

"Meng Chen, you knew all along that your family wasn't planning to give a bride price, but you didn't tell me. You waited until the two families met to embarrass me and force me to compromise. You conspired with your family to scheme against me. How noble is your selfishness and hypocrisy?"

"You always talk about five years of relationship, but how many times have you used that relationship to blackmail me? What's the use of your cheap, empty love? You say you'll protect me, but when I'm really in danger, I can never rely on you."

Meng Chen's face flushed red and then paled, his lips trembling for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Don't use these as excuses for your infidelity!"

"I'm not making excuses." Ye Zhenzhen didn't intend to argue with him. "Please don't come looking for me again, and I wish you find a wife who doesn't ask for a dowry and even pays for you."

After closing the door.

Ye Zhenzhen stood there quietly for a long time.

She recalled those years, from the innocent crush on campus to the promises they made upon graduation, to their monthly meetings during their long-distance relationship. She had given all her youth and love to this man. They had dreamed about the future together, planned their wedding together, and discussed their children's names on late-night phone calls.

What is cuteness in the end?

It's about weighing the pros and cons, scheming against each other, and using the most vicious words to stab the person who was once closest to you.

She suddenly found it ridiculous.

This world.

What's the use of loving someone? It's worthless.

They say heartbreak is like a bad cold; the pain isn't from losing the person, but from the person who once believed in love so wholeheartedly.

Five years is neither a long nor a short time; it's enough for a person to grow from naive to mature, and also enough for a person to exhaust all their innocence and enthusiasm.

She felt like those five years had been wasted.

The discipline inspection committee came to the office early this morning. Secretary Lin and the leaders were both very busy, and no one had time to find fault with her.

She sat at her workstation all morning, and at lunchtime, she ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice and left.

"Did you upset her again?" Zhou Huaijin asked Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng protested his innocence, saying, "How could I dare!"

He glanced around discreetly and lowered his voice, "She's heartbroken after her breakup, why don't you go comfort her, bro?"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized something was wrong.

His girlfriend was heartbroken after her breakup and asked him to find a mistress to comfort her.

The scene is just so bizarre.

Zhou Huaijin's expression immediately changed.

Seeing the opportunity, Chen Zheng quickly added, "Brother, after all, she broke up with him because of you, right?"

Zhou Huaijin gave him a cold look.

"I'm busy!"

If she hadn't gone back to her hometown and had that accident, would he be so busy right now?

You expect me to coax her myself? You're incredibly capable!

Being heartbroken after breaking up with such trash? What a load of crap!

He turned and went back to his office, slamming the door shut.

Chen Zheng stood dejectedly in the corridor, just about to return to his workstation, when the office door opened again.

Zhou Huaijin stood at the door, his voice calm: "Go and buy some grapes."

After saying that, he added, "Choose the expensive and good ones."

"Okay, bro."

Chen Zheng couldn't help but mutter: Still being stubborn, just keep spoiling him.

-

In the afternoon, Ye Zhenzhen lay on her desk, idly scrolling through her phone.

Chen Zheng walked over carrying several bags and placed them on her table:

"Ta-da!"

Ye Zhenzhen looked up and saw several beautifully packaged paper bags, each containing a different type of grape.

There were deep purple Kyoho grapes, emerald green Shine Muscat grapes, dark red slender red grapes, and several bunches of small grapes she couldn't name, each plump like a marble. Each bunch was carefully wrapped in plastic wrap and placed on an ice pack to keep them as fresh as if they had just been picked.

"I just picked this out at the imported goods supermarket, take a look," Chen Zheng said, showing off his find like a treasure.

"For me?" Ye Zhenzhen was taken aback.

"Seeing you acting like you're going to die, I should comfort you," Chen Zheng said with a smile.

"Who's acting like they're going to die?" Ye Zhenzhen retorted, then seemed a little embarrassed.

She picked a few grapes and tasted them one by one.

"Mmm—it's so delicious—"

Who says out-of-season fruit can't taste good? It's absolutely delicious! Air-freighted from overseas, it's so fresh it looks like it was just picked from the vine, each one plump, round, and juicy.

Her eyes lit up immediately; indeed, delicious food has a magical healing power.

For a foodie like her, as long as her mouth isn't upset, nothing else matters.

That afternoon, she ate one piece after another like a hamster.

Until she accidentally found the receipt in the bag:

298 yuan, quantity 1.

This string?

She looked up at Chen Zheng, her eyes filled with emotion.

"Chen Zheng, I won't scold you for the next three days," she vowed.

Although he has a sharp tongue, he actually acts like a decent person when it matters.

Chen Zheng: "Oh, the grapes were bought at my brother's request, and it was his money."

Ye Zhenzhen almost choked on the grape in her mouth.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Oh, what's wrong? You're reluctant to part with your own money?" Chen Zheng's smile was irritating.

Ye Zhenzhen: "You bitch!"

What do you mean three days? I can't even wait three seconds!

She lunged at him menacingly, but Chen Zheng dodged backward with a grin.

Just then, the office door opened.

Zhou Huaijin walked in, his gaze falling on a certain man who was baring his teeth and claws, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

She became obedient the moment she saw him.

He put his hands down, stood up straight, and his expression instantly changed from "I'm going to kill you" to "I'm a good employee".

"Let's go, it's time to get off work." Zhou Huaijin's gaze swept across her face.

Ye Zhenzhen responded with her head down, picked up her bag reluctantly, and followed behind him.

The elevator arrived, and the three of them went in. Chen Zheng pressed B1, while Ye Zhenzhen stood in the corner, clutching her bag, staring straight ahead, barely daring to breathe.

"Are the grapes delicious?" Zhou Huaijin suddenly asked.

"It's delicious, thank you, boss," Ye Zhenzhen replied softly.

Zhou Huaijin snorted coldly.

Eat more good food, and you'll know what good food really means.

The car drove out of the company gate.

The sky was gradually darkening.

Chen Zheng gripped the steering wheel and drove steadily, about to turn from the main road onto the side road.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the sidewalk and banged on the glass.

Ye Zhenzhen looked up and saw that face; her heart tightened suddenly.

Meng Chen.

Why is he here?

Zhou Huaijin rolled down the car window with a cold expression.

"Hello, boss, I have something to report." Meng Chen's voice was loud.

He reached out and pointed towards the driver's seat, his fingers trembling.

"I'm Ye Zhenzhen's boyfriend. During our relationship, this person—" He pointed directly at Chen Zheng, "He interfered in our relationship, took advantage of the situation, and stole my girlfriend!"

Chen Zheng looked completely bewildered.

What? What kind of plot is this? He's totally confused.

"Meng Chen, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Zhenzhen exclaimed anxiously.

"I'm not lying!" Meng Chen's voice grew louder, almost hysterical with excitement. "Boss, this kind of employee with warped values ​​and shameless behavior as a mistress is bad for the company. Please punish her seriously!"

Ye Zhenzhen felt that she had never been so humiliated in her life.

Her ex-boyfriend pointed at her colleague's nose at the front door and accused her of being a mistress.

The real "three" was sitting right next to her.

She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Zhou Huaijin glanced at Meng Chen.

The gaze was not intense, not even stern; it was merely a faint, indifferent scrutiny, as if looking at something of little value.

But under that gaze, Meng Chen tensed up, his fingers clenched into fists, as if something was stuck there, something he couldn't swallow or spit out.

Zhou Huaijin withdrew his gaze and spoke in a deep voice:

"He didn't steal it."

"I stole it."

He paused, then added:

"If you're so capable, take it back."

The carriage was silent for a moment.

Chen Zheng gripped the steering wheel, his ears ringing and his eyes scanning the surroundings, inwardly roaring:

What a self-righteous declaration from a mistress!

His brother also paved the way for this track.

Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head, her ears burning red.

Meng Chen stood outside the car window, completely dumbfounded.

Zhou Huaijin didn't look at Meng Chen again, rolled up the car window, and his face was gloomy.

"Chen Zheng, go straight back to Yu Garden."