"Is he gone?"
Zhuli's voice slowly dropped, and she glanced in the direction of the door uneasily.
Jing Huaizhi was not in a hurry. He rested his elbows on one side and looked a little arrogant.
"Do you need me to call him for you?"
"May I?"
She blinked her innocent eyes and asked seriously.
The man didn't answer, and glanced at her with a cold light from top to bottom.
He pulled off the glasses vigorously and threw them aside, then grabbed her chin and lifted it up.
Zhuli had to look at him.
The passionate kiss traveled from her cheek to her earlobe, and Zhuli was obviously out of breath.
"Wife."
Unexpectedly, the man on top of her kept teasing her.
-
In the early morning, Jing Huaizhi carried Zhuli, who was all sticky, to the bathroom.
She glanced at him worriedly, but the words came to her lips but she couldn't say them.
"What's wrong?"
The man was blow-drying her hair, and she was staring at the mirror with a perfect smile on her lips.
"You've always been like this..."
"Hard?"
Zhuli bit her lip, unable to speak.
He stopped the hair dryer in his hand and bent down to approach her: "No."
"Only for you."
She closed her eyes tiredly and let Jing Huaizhi play with her.
With her sleepy eyes, she seemed to hear the man holding her ask: "Who do you love more, me or the male college student?"
However, she was too tired to answer.
next day
When Zhuli appeared at the venue, he looked much more tired than before.
Qiao, who was sitting next to her, felt his temples twitching. After thinking twice, he decided to ask.
"Zhuli, you didn't rest last night, okay?"
There was a trace of panic in her eyes, and she turned to look at him faintly.
"Um."
Qiao Jue was extremely depressed, with unspeakable emotions lingering in his heart.
No idea what happened next.
He didn't come back to his senses until the meeting was over and the host told everyone they could leave.
Jing Yuhe had already packed his things and was sitting in the lounge area of the lobby scrolling through his phone.
Zhuli held the corner of her clothes and hesitated for a long time, then strode closer.
"Yuhe."
"Why haven't I seen you these days?"
She curled her knuckles slightly and raised her eyes uneasily to meet hers.
Jing Yuhe turned off the phone screen and raised his head to look at her.
"I'm not feeling well, so I'm going to rest in my room."
Her tone was calmer than ever before, even a little distant.
After saying that, he stood up and pulled over the suitcase that had been casually placed aside.
"Is my brother here?"
Zhuli shook his head and didn't say whether it was because he didn't come or because he didn't know.
Jing Yuhe sighed deeply, and was about to leave by himself when Tibu suddenly thought of something.
"Pear, are we friends?"
Her words were incomprehensible, and Zhuli was confused.
"Yeah, we always have been."
Jing Yuhe, who had his back turned to her, did not turn around, a bitter smile escaped from the corner of his mouth.
"Remember what you said."
...
As soon as he got off the plane, Zhuli received a call from Du Jianzhou.
When she saw an unfamiliar number flashing on the screen of her phone, she hesitated for a few seconds before slowly picking up.
"Hello, hello, I'm Du Jianzhou."
After hearing the other party announcing her home, she squeezed the receiver tightly and deliberately distanced herself from Jing Yuhe.
"Mr. Du, hello."
Jing Yuhe didn't seem to realize anything and took the lead in leaving the airport.
"I want to ask you a favor."
Du Jianzhou hesitated for a while and then spoke in a low voice.
Just as Zhuli was about to answer, the mobile phone clamped to her ear was pulled away by slender and thin fingers.
The man's tone was obviously a bit unhappy: "Why are you looking for my wife?"
Opposite me, Du Jianzhou rolled his eyes and almost rolled his eyes to the sky, but he softened his tone when he thought that he was asking for something from someone:
"I really have something to ask her for."
Hearing this, Jing Huaizhi couldn't help but laugh and joked: "Do you also have times when you ask for help?"
"Stop talking nonsense and give her the phone."
"To your wife."
Du Jianzhou compromised and started flattering.
Hearing this title, Jing Huaizhi was very satisfied and did not quarrel with him again.
He took off his phone and handed it to Zhuli.
"Hey, Mr. Du, tell me."
"That's it. Can you help me make an appointment with Xingyan? You two can come."
"I'm in charge of the food."
Du Jianzhou spoke in short and long words, and his tone was extremely urgent.
Zhuli frowned and stared at Jing Huaizhi who was watching the show for a moment.
He mouthed: "What's going on?"
A meaningful smile appeared on Jing Huaizhi's lips, and he lowered his eyelids and said nothing.
"Are you listening?"
Seeing that the person on the phone didn't respond, Du Jianzhou urged him impatiently.
"good."
"Are you going to confess your love?"
Du Jianzhou: "..."
"So obvious?"
Zhuli didn't answer and hung up the phone after hearing his explanation.
She froze on the spot for a few seconds before she suddenly realized what she was doing.
"Do you know anything?"
Jing Huaizhi reached out and patted the top of her hair: "Let's go."
It turned out that when Du Jianzhou called Jing Huaizhi to talk about this last night, Jing Yuhe was right next to him, so he naturally heard their conversation.
Before Du Jianzhou hung up the phone, he made a big fuss.
He was afraid that Jing Yuhe would disrupt his plan, so he had no choice but to disrupt his original plan and choose to ask Zhuli for help.
This is probably why Jing Yuhe said such incomprehensible words to her.
The artist posted on Weibo and admitted that it was a mistake in his work that led to this farce.
This ended the matter.
Operations department conference room
"Although the farce is over, it has greatly affected the image of our brand."
Wen Qian solemnly told Qiao Jue, who was sitting in the main seat.
Qiao Jue crossed his hands in front of his forehead, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking about.
Maybe his thoughts had already gone to the other side of the sky.
"How many more of those peripherals are there?"
Seeing that no one spoke, Zhuli's tone was calm and calm.
"I haven't made statistics, but there should be quite a few."
He Xiang answered.
“Go all over to instant products.”
"Wen Qian, when you live broadcast today, you will tell everyone that if you buy it, you will get "I Want to Enter Your World" peripherals for free."
After Zhuli finished speaking, he glanced at Qiao Jue, who was in charge, with lingering fear.
"Director Qiao, what do you think?"
After hearing Zhuli's voice, Qiao Jue pulled back his wandering thoughts.
"It's up to you to decide."
Get up, push the door open and go out.
"Director Qiao, what's going on?"
Qin Han'er didn't know why, and looked steadily at Zhuli sitting next to her.
-
After returning home from get off work, Zhuli began to figure out how to ask Ren Xingyan out.
For this reason, she even bought a bunch of snacks to please her.
After Ren Xingyan saw her acting so abnormally, he naturally saw through her trick.
"He asked you to come?"
Zhuli: "..."
Ding-
The screen of the mobile phone placed casually on the side of the sofa flashed.
Boss (arrears version): How is the situation with my wife?
Zhuli's breath was stagnant. Just as he was about to turn off the screen, he heard a slow voice coming from above his head:
"My feelings have been bought."
