The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became weird.
Zhuli's heart skipped a beat.
Although he knew that he and Jing Huaizhi were only in a contractual marriage, and he was prepared to have their own affairs after marriage, it was still hard to accept it when they bumped into each other today.
She hurriedly lowered her eyes, retracted her steps, turned around and closed the door.
"Duan Niannian, come down quickly!" Du Jianzhou frowned and scolded in a low voice.
He knew very well what kind of things Jing Huaizhi would do when he was angry, even though he usually looked like a gentleman.
Du Jianzhou frowned and began to regret agreeing to do this favor.
This distant relative of his is Duan Niannian's agent, and because of this relationship, it's hard for him to refute his face.
"If you don't want to be banned, get out." Jing Huaizhi's cold smile echoed in the private room.
Duan Niannian was so frightened by his tone that she fell to the floor. She had just become famous but she couldn't offend the boss.
In the corridor outside the private room.
Zhuli's nose suddenly became sore and her eyes were slightly moist. She didn't know why she had such a big reaction.
"Zhuli?" Qiao Jue called out curiously when he saw Zhuli squatting in a corner of the corridor.
She wiped her tears on her knees and slowly raised her head to look at the person.
Qiao Jue also noticed her reddish eyes and tears in the corners of her eyes.
He pulled out a tissue from his coat pocket and handed it to her.
Zhuli didn't pick it up and still kept squatting on the ground.
An ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of Qiao Jue's mouth, and he squatted beside her and wiped her tears with extremely gentle movements.
"Are these tears of happiness?" His eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips slightly and chuckled.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she must be unhappy, but his way of comforting her was different.
"I forgot to congratulate you tonight for officially becoming an employee of the Qisi Group Operations Department. Isn't it too late now?" Qiao Jue stopped wiping her tears and rubbed the back of her head.
Zhuli was just about to say thank you when a sneer came from the other end of the corridor.
"Manager Qiao, what a coincidence." Jing Huaizhi had been standing behind them for a long time.
After hearing Jing Huaizhi's voice, Zhuli rolled his eyes and stood up straight, and said to Qiao Jue: "Manager Qiao, I'm going back first."
Completely ignoring the other person in the corridor made Jing Huaizhi very unhappy.
He cooled his face, pressed his temples with his hands, and followed Zhuli away.
Qiao Jue shrugged indifferently, holding the tissue full of tears and throwing it into the trash can.
A dark shadow flashed past at the end of the corridor.
Zhuli became angrier as he walked away, but the people behind him kept chasing him.
"Are you bothered?" She stopped and turned back suddenly.
Jing Huaizhi didn't have time to brake, Zhuli hit him directly in the chest and bounced back.
"Why are you following me!" She took a step back and sounded stern.
Why did you not have enough of her making a fool of yourself just now? Do you want to chase her out and continue to laugh at her?
Thinking of this, her anger surged upwards, and she stared at him fiercely with one hand on her hip.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Jing Huai's lips.
"Are you jealous?" He pinched Zhuli's nose and shook it back and forth.
Zhuli didn't accept this trick, and she shook off his hand and walked out without looking back.
She swore that cooperating with Jing Huaizhi was the worst decision she had ever made.
Jing Huaizhi caught up with her in stride and carried her on his shoulders to get into the car.
In the back seat of the Bentley, one person turned his head toward the window with an unconvinced look, while the other person was leisurely and contentedly waiting for the person next to him to turn around.
"Mrs. Jing, the male models can't satisfy you anymore? Do you want to change your taste?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Jing Huaizhi's face.
Zhuli was unmoved and refused to look at him.
The hand with clear joints broke back the stubborn man next to him.
"What do you mean by not talking?"
Zhuli looked very serious and remained silent.
Thinking about it carefully, she didn't seem to have the right to be angry. She knew about Jing Huaizhi's scandals before she received the certificate.
"Of course I can't compare to you, Mr. Jing. Whether it's a secretary, a partner, or a popular celebrity, no one can come and go at your beck and call."
She is sinister and has a cold expression.
Jing Huai pulled her to his side and held his hand around her waist a little tighter.
"She said she wasn't jealous." He sneered and scratched her nose with his finger.
"Today was an accident. I don't know that person, so I told her to get lost."
It was rare for Zhuli to hear his explanation and couldn't help but sniff.
Suddenly someone pinched my chin.
"Have you ever cried?" His voice was as gentle as jade.
She pushed Jing Huaizhi's wrist away, but the person opposite remained motionless.
"No, I have no right to be angry. You are Party A and you are the big boss. Naturally, whatever you say will be what you say."
Even though he was still angry, he was no longer as angry as before.
"In that case, let's talk about you."
He asked Zhuli's forehead with his index finger.
"What's going on between you and Qiao Jue?"
Being so close, Jing Huaizhi whispered in her ear.
Zhuli's eyes were clear and he said nonchalantly: "He is my boss. Congratulations on passing the internship period."
Jing Huaizhi let go of his hand around her waist and shook his long legs.
"Oh, it seems that our Mrs. Jing is very good at handling interpersonal relationships."
He adjusted his sitting posture and folded his hands on his waist.
Zhuli didn't understand what was wrong with this boss. Didn't he praise her? Why did he look like this again?
"Well, thank you boss for the compliment." She pursed her lips, looking a little overwhelmed.
Jing Huaizhi glanced at her sideways and was about to say something else when his cell phone rang in his pocket.
It was an unfamiliar number. He pressed the speakerphone and placed it on the center console.
"Mr. Jing, I'm very sorry to bother you so late. I'll take Niannian to apologize to you because she's ignorant and bothered you." She was Duan Niannian's manager, her tone was a little anxious.
Jing Huaizhi responded coldly: "No, I won't cooperate."
Hang up the phone and get blacklisted.
The phone just hung up and rang again.
"Mr. Jing, do you still remember me?" A gentle and clear female voice came from the receiver.
Jing Huaizhi immediately hung up the phone.
Zhuli's temples were bulging, and her blurred eyes were filled with sourness.
He still had the nerve to question her, as he had more lovers than he could handle.
"I..." Before Jing Huaizhi had time to explain, Zhuli slammed the car door.
As he walked, he kicked the pebbles on the roadside.
"Liar, I don't want to hear any explanation from you anymore!" Her breath was quick and her eyes flashed with anger.
Zhuli didn't go back to Qingfengyuan. She got off the car and walked around the path to her rented house, leaving Jing Huaizhi behind.
Qingfeng Garden.
Jinghuai Zhifeng opened the door and rushed to Zhuli's bedroom immediately.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he knocked on the door, but there was no sound.
"Sir, my wife is not back." He made a big move and woke up Butler Li who was sleeping with Jing Youyou.
Not back?
Jing Huaizhi narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of loneliness in his pupils.
"Dad, did you and mom quarrel?" Jing Youyou asked, yawning as she threw herself into Butler Li's arms.
"Dad, grandma said that when you are angry, you have to be coaxed. You can't wait until the next day."
