This was the second time Zhang Yingying had mentioned "apologizing". Xi Wei felt a little flattered in her daze.
Zhang Yingying's calm words were heard: "I believe you also feel that the fact that Ms. Mo La came to you has little to do with you personally. Although you did have a small dispute with her unintentionally, it was nothing more than a small dispute. It was just the most trivial reason for her to force a relationship with you... This is an undoubted fact."
Xi Wei turned to look at her, and couldn't help but think of the unimaginable chaos during this period, and felt so aggrieved that she wanted to cry.
There was indeed a layer of mist on the inside of her sunglasses.
Zhang Yingying looked directly at her and suddenly smiled: "However, we still have some objections to the interpretation of the facts."
Xi Wei subconsciously held her breath.
“There are currently two factions.
"The first faction, which is what Ronan means, believes that the responsibility lies mostly with him. Because when Mo La, a troublesome leader, comes to Xia City, his biggest target is him, and you are just a springboard. So, you can Blame him, if it will make you feel better... This is what she asked me to tell you, and I will faithfully restore it."
Xi Wei exhaled a little breath between her mouth and nose, and then lowered her head. She must be experiencing complex psychological preparations.
Zhang Yingying waited patiently for her response.
Xi Wei really didn't want to talk, what could she say?
Do you want to say "it's rare that you still have some conscience"?
This is really stupid.
The smart answer is, of course, "I understand, I don't blame him" - the problem is, she is still holding back, and she really doesn't want to say this.
She even started to complain about Zhang Yingying: Doesn't this look like forcing her to take a stand?
Obviously I am the victim!
After an unknown amount of time, she finally managed to suppress her emotions and spoke in an almost inaudible voice:
"…Where is the other faction?"
Zhang Yingying shrugged: "The other point of view is that he is a bit pretentious.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, the fact that you have become an innocent springboard has not changed. But from a practical point of view, he is not necessarily the target of the other party, and it is not necessary for others to have anything to do with him.
"We have some interesting information here, involving Mo La, you, and some other people... The situation here is more complicated, you don't need to understand it, but it is basically a well-designed and displayed plan.
"I am just saying this in the hope that you can have more basis for thinking. Whoever you fear and hate, don't get the wrong target."
Zhang Yingying cast her gaze over again, but this time, the landing point seemed to be a little off.
Xi Wei felt a little cold on the back of her neck.
Zhang Yingying patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, we will adopt Ronan's attitude towards you in the end. The reason is very simple. He is capable, charming and naive, and can take on more responsibilities... Besides, we respect his opinions. Well, it should still be there.
"So, what's your problem?"
Xi Wei was still in a daze, especially because Zhang Yingying had slender fingers. When she patted her shoulder, her fingertips seemed to have touched the back of her neck.
She trembled instinctively and her mind was stuck.
Zhang Yingying's voice continued: "What I mean is that if you have any troubles or troubles because of Mo La's existence, you can tell us and we will try our best to help you get rid of this negative influence...
"Oh, this statement is a bit too idealistic. I'm afraid Ronan didn't think too much about it. That guy Mera is just like a typhoon that made landfall. It destroyed everything in its path. Even if we can make her If you drive them away, some things cannot be restored to their original state.
"What's more, as long as she doesn't want to, no one can force her out of the country... without causing greater damage."
Zhang Yingying spoke clearly and fluently, and although she spoke fast, she still spoke clearly. However, this clarity and frankness are by no means the ideal answer Xi Wei wants.
She was silent for a few more seconds, and then Fang responded in a low to no voice: "If I say 'yes', how are you going to help me... I mean, in any way."
"To ensure your personal safety to the maximum extent, it is probably similar to the informant protection model. You may be required to live in a 'safe house' for a period of time."
Xi Wei was really silent now.
The speed car continued to drive forward, heading home, but Xi Wei didn't feel relaxed at all as she was about to arrive home. The further we go, the more we feel physically heavier and mentally exhausted.
She lowered her head and felt that her condition was terrible, as if she had aged ten years.
However, through her sunglasses, she saw her hands again.
Because of the nervousness, the two hands were tightly clasped together, so that the veins were protruding, and the skin seemed to be transparent - including the exposed half of the wrist, it was white and delicate, and even the fine lines when the skin was folded could be seen Refreshing.
The next second, Xi Wei raised her hand and touched her cheek lightly. This was a completely unconscious movement, but after the touch, she became alert and adjusted her sunglasses in a covert manner.
One after the other, I can't tell which one feels more delicate, the elastic skin or the smooth lenses.
"No...I, I need to think about it again."
It was obviously my own voice, but it seemed to come from outside. Xi Wei was a little dizzy, but in the end she gritted her teeth and allowed her inner emotions and reason to reach a temporary compromise.
As soon as she said this, she regretted it and turned to look at Zhang Yingying:
"May I?"
The latter smiled and nodded: "Of course."
Xi Wei didn't know how she said goodbye to Zhang Yingying. When she finally came to her senses, she was already at home.
Large flat floors in high-end residential areas have achieved the best balance of area, decoration, function and even psychology through careful design. But at this time, Xi Wei was sitting in the middle of the huge ring-shaped sofa set. No matter how many pillows and dolls were around her, she just felt lonely and cold.
The agent and assistant are not here, not even Mo La.
Xi Wei was in a daze here until the earring-shaped communicator vibrated and woke her up.
The caller is Ho Tung Lau.
Xi Wei breathed a small sigh of relief and answered the phone: "Master He..."
"Xi Wei, you're just teasing me like this!" He Donglou roared like thunder, but his voice almost broke at the back, sounding angry but lacking some confidence.
Xi Wei was a little confused when she was suddenly accused.
But there was no need for her to ask any more questions. The excited He Donglou had already spewed out the most fatal reason:
"Are you brave enough to hook up with a monster like Mo La and still tease me about your affection? What's wrong with you? You can only trick yourself. Why are you tricking me! Is it exciting? Is it fun?"
"..."
Xi Wei was a little dizzy again and was speechless for a moment.
It's disappointing, but it's completely natural. I had known for a long time that it would be impossible to stay with such a young man for a long time, but I also wanted to get together and have a good time together, but I never thought that even such a goal would be ruined.
In fact, she had a lot to say. She wanted to say:
What do I know? Am I going to the Starry Sky Club? Could it be that Mo La is here for me? You knew that Mo La was a monster, why didn't you remind me afterwards? When you accused me, did you consider my current situation?
Thousands of words and cold and contemptuous thoughts turned into blood and sprayed on that face, but the final words came out:
"Master He, thank you for these years."
He Donglou hesitated, not knowing whether he was remembering the friendship in the past or feeling that he had completely lost his mind:
"you……"
Xi Wei didn't need him to speak anymore and hung up the phone.
Is it the ingenuity of the character, or the dignity in his bones?
Xi Wei admired herself a little.
Later, He Donglou called again, but Xi Wei didn't hang up or add the call to the blacklist, just letting it ring. He just staggered up from the sofa and rummaged around the bar.
Oh, there was smoke... But as soon as I put it in my mouth, I felt like vomiting. Then she found the wine, but as soon as she poured a glass, someone took it away.
Xi Wei turned her head and saw Mo La.
She should be frightened, but she couldn't muster the energy at the moment.
"Come together?" Mo La raised his glass to her.
At this time, Mo La was just like when they met for the first time, also in a place like the bar, showing no restraint and being sexy and dazzling.
At that time, Xi Wei only felt wary, jealous, and a little worried that He Donglou had been seduced. Unexpectedly, it only took a month, and looking back it was already ridiculous.
Xi Wei took another cup and poured herself wine. The two cups touched lightly, and the sound was deep and long, lingering.
Mo La drank the dark red wine in one gulp, but in the next second, it all came out of his throat, sprayed over half of the bar, and he coughed like crazy.
Since they met, Xi Wei has never seen Mo La in such a mess, and she was dumbfounded. Two seconds later, I realized that some of it had been sprayed on my face. I subconsciously wiped it with the back of my hand, but it felt sticky...
"Blood!" Xi Wei screamed when she saw the stains on the back of her hands.
"Shut up, are you afraid of the irritable loser dog?"
Mo La's tone was not high, but light and airy, as if he was joking. She lowered her head and glanced at the cup in her hand, looking at the mixed wine and blood foam inside, curled her lips, and threw it aside.
The cup took a sip on the edge of the bar, and then fell to the ground. It made a loud bang, but it didn't break.
"What a piece of luck... I mean, if you can get investment for our bullshit and mysterious PPT, you have to pay a price. But still, I'm so angry!"
Mo La took two more glasses, filled the wine again, took one for herself, and motioned to Xi Wei to change it too:
"Come and drink to this cruel and straightforward world!"
Xi Wei couldn't refuse, so she drank it in a daze.
This time, Mo La smoothly drank the wine, then hugged Xi Wei fiercely, put his lips to her ear, and breathed out warm breath. It's just that the voice wrapped in it hits the ears like shards of ice, causing half of the brain to ache slightly:
"Do you know? In this privileged society, the most efficient way to live a low-privileged life is to quickly recognize your upper limit, then throw away your illusions, quickly catch a bus, and bet on your own destiny... So, you are considered a lucky one Son, really!"
