The next evening.
Qin Han'er took Zhuli on her arm and got off work together. As soon as she left the company door, she caught a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
Pretending not to notice, she turned her head towards him and said, "Han'er, which line should we take soon?"
Qin Han'er stared into her eyes with a complicated expression and stopped: "Isn't it always Line 1?"
"Have you lost your memory?"
"Oh yes, I lost my memory."
"No, I forgot."
Zhuli scratched her head and tried to hide her embarrassment.
She just hoped that the person she just saw wasn't here to find her.
The person holding her arm suddenly stood motionless, and she subconsciously looked back.
In the back seat of the black Bentley, the man's slender fingers were holding his forehead, and the shirt at the cuffs was rolled up loosely. At this moment, he was looking at her lazily.
"Mr. Jing." Qin Han'er bent down slightly and said hello.
Zhuli also said hello like a repeater.
He grabbed her arm and wanted to walk faster.
"Get in the car." The low magnetic male voice passed through the eardrums.
Qin Han'er was stunned for a moment, and then moved his eyes to Zhuli.
When Jing Huaizhi's car appeared downstairs in the company, many employees stopped, expecting who would get in his car.
Zhuli's sideways face became more and more panicked, and she grabbed Qin Haner's hand and prepared to run away.
"Get in the car Zhuli."
Jing Huaizhi shouted nonchalantly, directly blocking the remaining luck in her heart.
The tip of her right foot was on the ground for a long time and she couldn't get it back. She wanted to drive his car in front of so many people?
Then she will become the focus of company gossip tomorrow, and she doesn't want it.
"Bamboo pear."
His deep and sharp eyes were fixed on her for a long time, and he couldn't even pretend to be dead.
Nodding and bowing: "Mr. Jing, I suddenly remembered that I still have some details that I want to discuss with you."
In full view of everyone, she got into his car extremely uneasy.
in the car.
Zhuli grabbed the seat belt and huddled in the corner, her eyes flashing with dissatisfaction with him.
Jing Huaizhi turned his head to look at her, with a clear smile on his lips.
Along the way, the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't speak.
It wasn't until he was approaching Qingfeng Garden that he reminded him unhurriedly: "My parents are here."
Her eyes suddenly widened with a confused expression.
Doesn't this push her into the fire pit?
The slender fingertips unbuckled the seat belt, and then prepared to pull the car door.
I didn't pull it open for a long time.
I had no choice but to stand up and say to the driver: "Please stop ahead, I want to get off."
The driver did not dare to respond without Jing Huaizhi's instructions.
Seeing the car driving into the underground parking lot, she had no choice but to do anything.
It would be too unkind to go back on the promise after accepting someone else's money and agreeing to divorce their son.
Jing Huaizhi's pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth raised disdainfully: "Are you going to buy them gifts?"
"Actually, it doesn't have to be so expensive."
He bit the word "cost" very hard, as if to hint at something to her.
"I...I promised them to divorce you, so I can't go with you to see them."
Zhuli's head swelled up, and there were a few beads of sweat on his forehead, showing an anxious look.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
There was no movement inside the car, and the driver carefully closed the door after parking the car.
The hot breath hit her face, Jing Huai lifted her chin with his fingertips and squinted at her.
It's as dangerous as it looks.
Zhuli only realized what she said after he pinched her like this.
"No, I mean..." I wanted to try to say something to make up for it.
"Okay, just pay the liquidated damages."
Jing Huaizhi glanced at her and suddenly smiled.
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"Do you still know about coming back?" Jing Gaoming and Shang Jin were sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing with Jing Youyou.
But when he saw the person behind him, he felt irritated.
Snapped!
The tea set on the table was smashed to Zhuli's feet.
"Why are you here? Do you think the money is too little?"
Jing Gaoming stared at her with his shining eyes and raised his eyebrows to scold her.
Shang Jin hurriedly carried Jing Youyou back to the room, and after looking at Zhuli for a few seconds, he just looked at her with worried eyes.
Zhuli was lying when he said he wasn't scared when he yelled like this, and strings of tears flowed from his pupils.
"I'm sorry, Chairman Jing, I'm here to pack my things."
"I will never forget what I promised you, and I dare not forget it."
Jing Gaoming lowered his eyes, focusing on the suitcases at the entrance.
Thinking that she was about to leave and not wanting to embarrass her in front of Jing Huaizhi again, his tone was a little softer.
"Don't mention to others that you know him after you go out."
"What if others already know?"
Jing Huaizhi walked slowly and sat down on the nearest sofa.
Jing Gaoming glanced at him with doubtful eyes.
"You traitor!"
"I'm sorry. It's all my fault, Chairman Jing. I'm not good enough for Mr. Jing."
"If someone discusses our names together, it will definitely insult Mr. Jing."
"I am willing to resign for Mr. Jing."
"I just left the capital, so don't embarrass him."
Zhuli lowered her head, sobbing and sobbing.
There was a bit of a nasal sound in her speech, and she didn't know if she was really crying or just pretending.
Jing Huaizhi looked back with interest and said meaningfully: "She has done this for me. If I really drive her away, what will the shareholders of the company think of me in the future?"
"What do you think of you?"
"Are you saying that our Jing family dislikes the poor and loves the rich?"
His open suit jacket hung loosely at his sides.
Jing Gaoming's eyes were slightly cold: "Let her go now while no one knows about your relationship!"
"late."
Jing Huaizhi curled his lower lip and his tone was not serious.
The expression on Takeri's drooping face is very interesting.
Did he already know that Chairman Jing and Mrs. Jing would come, so that was why he did what he did just now?
Jing Gaoming's fierce eyes were filled with cold light and he remained silent.
Just when the atmosphere gradually reached a deadlock, Shang Jin came down from upstairs.
"What's going on here?"
She walked quickly to Zhuli, put her arm around her shoulders and looked up at Jing Gaoming.
"I shouldn't have helped you call the pear back last time, because you would have wronged the child."
Slender hands wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and patted her back gently.
"Don't be afraid, mom is here."
He raised his head again and looked in the direction of Jing Huaizhi: "Huaizhi, tell me if you really like pears."
"If you really like her, no one can stop her!" The second half of the sentence was obviously meant for Jing Gaoming.
The Jing family has already made a mistake in this matter once, and she doesn't want to make the same mistake a second time.
Jing Huaizhi answered bluntly: "Yes."
Hearing this, Zhuli also raised his eyes, and his eyes happened to meet with his.
He answered without thinking and showing no emotion.
boom!
The door was slammed, and Zhuli had not yet recovered from the loss.
The man on the sofa slowly raised his eyelids and said in a low tone, "Have you not acted enough?"
