"We, Lizi, are busy working all day long just like you. We don't worry about our life-long affairs at all."
Jing Yuhe glanced at the person opposite the desk, with a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.
Jing Huaizhi glanced at Jing Yuhe indifferently, then lowered his head to write.
Jing Yuhe was almost mad at this piece of wood, so he turned around and sat on the sofa.
Play with the tea set and start making tea.
"Lizi, when you look for a partner in the future, you must not look for someone like my brother."
"Looks like a talented person, but actually he is boring as hell."
"All day long it's like someone else owes him money."
Jing Yuhe took a breath, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Zhuli looked at Jing Yuhe who was leisurely drinking tea without moving, with complicated eyes under his lowered eyelashes.
Seeing this, Jing Yuhe stood up and patted her shoulder.
"Don't be too sad, Lizi. I'll find it for you in the worst case."
"Are you in need of a man?"
Before she finished speaking, Jing Huaizhi looked up at her with no emotion in his tone.
Zhuli straightened her lips and replied calmly: "Well, I'm very short of it."
Even though Jing Huaizhi was looking at Jing Yuhe when he said this, Zhuli also knew that he was talking about her.
Jing Huai's eyes were dull, making people afraid to look at him.
"Are you done?"
Jing Yuhe didn't understand the situation yet, he just thought that he had been scolded by him and felt unhappy.
However, the result was that the two of them were kicked out of the office together.
"Jing Yuhe, if you have nothing to do, go clean the bathrooms on every floor of the company!"
boom!
The door was slammed from the inside.
"Tch, the cheapskate drinks cold water."
Jing Yuhe curled his lips and shrugged indifferently.
He turned around and took Zhuli's arm, showing a light smile.
"Don't be afraid, Lizi, my brother is like that."
"Whoever follows him will be unlucky for the rest of his life!"
Zhuli: "..."
While waiting for the elevator, Jing Yuhe's cell phone in her pocket rang several times, and she couldn't help but check it.
Just as his eyes met the phone screen for a second, he started to curse in the next second:
"Jing Huaizhi, you are so cruel!"
"I have to go back and tell my parents! Woohoo!"
Zhuli was stunned for a while, then took out a tissue bag from his pocket and handed one to her.
Seeing that she had no intention of answering, he simply rubbed her cheek twice.
"What's wrong?"
Jing Yuhe closed his eyes and froze in place.
"He stopped all my credit cards and intimate payments!"
"Jing Huaizhi, I hate you!"
Zhuli wanted to comfort her with something, but she didn't know how to say it.
...
As soon as the clock on the wall hit five-thirty, everyone started packing up and leaving get off work, not wanting to stay for a second longer.
"Bamboo pear."
Qiao Jue stood at the door of the office and called her.
Zhuli sighed silently in his heart: Will he have to work overtime again?
She followed Qiao Jue's footsteps into the office listlessly, tilting her head and picking at the fingernails hanging on the sides of her pants.
"Are you interested in participating in the peripherals of Lin Fangxi's new drama "Returning by Moonlight"?"
The waves in Qiao Jue's eyes turned slightly, and his expression was leisurely.
It seemed that no matter how she rejected him, his attitude towards her remained the same.
"I want to try."
Zhuli nodded in agreement.
When she came out of Qiao Jue's office, she received a call from Jing Yuhe.
"Pear, don't leave after get off work!"
"Let's go drink and dance!"
Zhuli heard that her tone was a little impatient. He was originally worried that she would never recover because of this incident, but now it seemed that she was overthinking it.
"Okay, send me the address."
Anyway, she is free now, with no access control and no sultry man controlling her.
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The lights were feasting, and the walls of the cups collided with the loud music and soon disappeared.
When Zhuli arrived, Jing Yuhe was already a little drunk.
But despite this, she still drank alone and ignored anyone who tried to chat with her.
She quietly walked around behind Jing Yuhe and tapped her shoulder.
When Jing Yuhe turned around and saw that the person coming was Zhuli, a smile appeared on his face with his chin propped up.
"coming."
Zhuli tilted her head, and her eyes met her bright screen.
The lights in the bar were already dim, but now the green light on the phone screen reflected all on Jing Yuhe's cheeks.
"You haven't confessed your love to him yet?"
Zhuli sat next to her and ordered a glass of low-alcohol wine.
Jing Yuhe turned off the screen and shook his head after flipping the phone in his palm.
Jing Yuhe has a sweetheart whom he has been secretly thinking about for many years. He has been clamoring to chase him since college.
The topic reached an impasse, and all that was left was the deafening sound of music.
"Hello, beauty, do you still remember me?"
A casually dressed man stood beside Zhuli holding a wine glass, tilting his head to look at her with a smile.
Zhuli narrowed his eyes and thought carefully.
His eyes drifted around casually, and finally stopped on that extremely familiar figure.
"Last time I asked you for WeChat, do you remember?"
Ding Zhijie scratched his head and thought Zhuli had forgotten, so he had to bring up the matter of WeChat.
WeChat is added, but we barely have any chats.
"Oh, I remembered."
"You said add WeChat, right?"
Seeing a bunch of beautiful women sitting next to the man sitting opposite her, her heart suddenly tightened and she deliberately shouted loudly.
But Jing Huaizhi didn't look this way.
When Ding Zhijie heard Zhuli say this, he smiled brightly.
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Would you like to have a drink together?"
He pointed to the booth where he had just been and asked politely.
"Pear, you go ahead. I want to be alone for a while."
Before Zhuli could answer, Jing Yuhe had already agreed for her.
Ding Zhijie's position happened to be very close to Jing Huaizhi, and he could catch his gaze just by raising his head slightly.
After raising their glasses, Zhuli felt his stomach churn after just a small sip.
After stealing a glance at the man sitting next to him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Pooh! Scumbag!
"I don't know your name yet?"
Ding Zhijie, who was sitting opposite, stared at her face and spoke in a casual tone.
"My name is Zhuli."
She responded quickly.
"Ding Zhijie."
He stretched out his arms to grasp hers.
"Mr. Wen understands me very well."
Jing Huaizhi played with the wine glass in his hand and looked at him with a half-smile.
Wen Gong raised his glass and toasted him, saying modestly: "Don't dare."
"As long as Mr. Jing likes it."
After that, he motioned with his eyes to the beautiful woman sitting next to him to pour him some wine.
"Mr. Wen's taste is really good, and everyone is outstanding."
Jing Huaizhi had an unknown smile on his lips and put his arm on one of the women's shoulders.
The woman was flattered and couldn't wait to get closer to him.
Zhuli raised his head and looked at the dress of the woman sitting next to Jing Huaizhi, and then at his own.
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although it is still winter, those women are still wearing thin clothes.
Slit dress, big wavy hair and boobs rocking.
Looking down at herself, she saw that the down jacket she took off was a white shirt, and she wore a pair of canvas shoes for the convenience of commuting.
"Can I chase you?"
Ding Zhijie asked cautiously.
At this moment, the resident singer in the bar was taking a break, and his words undoubtedly reached Jing Huaizhi's ears.
