"Who sent you?"
A man's deep and cold voice came from the back seat.
The driver rolled his eyes and apologized tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Young Master, for scaring you and the young lady."
Jing Huaizhi gently pushed down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and sneered.
Zhuli, the co-pilot, patted his chest with lingering fear, as if he had realized something.
But didn’t think much about it.
children's playground
Jing Youyou jumped up and rushed to the front, while Zhuli followed behind Jing Huai.
The two kept a distance, and they didn't look very familiar.
The bodyguards lurking around used the intercom to truthfully report all their actions to Jing Yuhe, who had been waiting opposite.
"Keep staring to see if they are what you see."
"yes."
Jing Youyou stood near the pirate ship and couldn't walk. When Jing Huaizhi saw this, he leaned down and said, "Youyou want to play with this?"
She said nothing and turned to look at Zhuli who was standing behind him.
"I want my mother to play with me."
A smile appeared on her lips and she said softly.
"Bamboo pear."
When Jing Huaizhi heard this, he turned around and shouted.
Zhuli's eyes sparkled with joy, and she almost trotted over.
"Boss, you called me?"
The hand hanging by his side quietly pulled at the corner of his clothes.
The man remained expressionless and said calmly: "Youyou asked you to play this with her."
Looking into Jing Youyou's sparkling eyes, she pursed her lips and nodded in agreement.
He raised a pair of mist-filled eyes and stared at him eagerly.
"old..."
"Go ahead."
Jing Huaizhi's deep eyes were devoid of extra emotion, as if everything before was an illusion.
Zhuli's eyes suddenly became dim and dull, and his heart seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force.
Was everything he did before just acting, or was she back?
But didn't he say she wouldn't come back?
Behind him, Jing Huaizhi looked at Zhuli who was about to cry with a half-smile, his thin lips curled slightly.
Didn't you say you want to get married in secret?
Didn't you mean that you didn't want Jing Yuhe to know about their relationship?
Okay, he will satisfy her.
Near noon, the three of them walked side by side to a nearby restaurant to have lunch.
Zhuli chose a seat by the window, sat down and started playing with her phone.
She has been proactive enough today!
I don’t want to have a hot face and a cold butt anymore.
Jing Youyou wrinkled her face and cried sadly: "Mom, dad, did you have a fight?"
"Who wants to quarrel with him, you liar?"
Zhuli rolled his eyes and said sarcastically.
At that time, Qiao Jue just called.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and pressed the answer button, pretending to accidentally touch the speakerphone.
"Zhuli, are you free tonight?"
She pretended to be panicked, turned off the speakerphone, and put it to her ear again.
"Yes, is there anything wrong with Director Qiao?"
He cleared his throat, his voice a little soft.
The man opposite could no longer sit still at this moment. He straightened up and looked at her with interest.
"It's OK to eat, right?"
"I probably..."
Before Zhuli could finish her words, Jing Huaizhi stood up, grabbed her cell phone and cut off the call.
Throw it hard on the table.
"Work hard."
The man's bony knuckles tapped on the table erratically.
She tilted her head, all her emotions about to explode.
He actually described her spending time with Youyou as work?
With a 'swish', he quickly stood up from his seat, picked up his bag and left.
Jing Huai's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he raised his head and looked around.
Her lowered eyelashes trembled slightly: "Come back, do you want to deduct your salary?"
Zhuli couldn't bear it anymore and bit her lip stubbornly.
Hot tears rolled down her cheeks to the corners of her mouth.
She raised her hand to wipe it away, but her tears were like a flood that broke a dam, uncontrollable.
After standing there for a few minutes, Chu obediently sat back to his original position.
He frowned slightly and raised his lips in a smile.
After seeing that he had had enough teasing, he reached for the phone and told her the truth.
[Wife, I was wrong. ]
[Yuhe has been sending people to follow us. Don’t you want her to know about our relationship? ]
Ding dong -
Ding dong -
The cell phone in her bag rang one after another, and Jing Huaizhi motioned her to read the message with a frivolous brow.
After sitting down, Zhuli turned her face away from his hint.
The legs hidden under the table rubbed restlessly.
She was impatient and stamped her foot down.
Jing Huaizhi closed his eyes and looked like a fine person.
After venting his anger, Zhuli took out the mobile phone in his bag.
Looking at it, she suddenly laughed out loud.
His eyes moved slightly, and when he saw her smile, he felt a little relieved.
"Mom, where should we go to play in the afternoon?"
Jing Youyou finished the last bite of food on the plate and raised her little face to look at her eagerly.
"Wherever Youyou wants to go, mom will accompany you."
Her eyes curved into crescent moons, and she used a napkin to press the corners of Jing Youyou's mouth.
The three people seem to get along very harmoniously, and you can tell at a glance that they are well-acted.
"Miss Third, we have been following you for a whole day, and most of the time it was Miss Zhu who took the initiative."
"Second Young Master doesn't seem to appreciate it very much."
Jing Yuhe on the other side of the phone thought for a long time and said, "No need to follow me."
The evening breeze caressed me gently, and the shadow of the moon danced.
After Zhuli was sent home by the driver, she disguised herself again and got into the car arranged by Jing Huaizhi to return to Qingfengyuan.
Master bedroom
As soon as she took off her mask, hat, sunglasses and coat, the door handle was unscrewed from the outside.
"Is Yuyou asleep?"
"Hey, what are you doing..."
Seeing that the man standing in front of her was getting restless, Zhuli scolded him softly.
Jing Huaizhi put his eyes on her and chuckled: "Honey, how does it feel to be married in secret?"
"Isn't it exciting to sting?"
It's okay not to mention what happened during the day, but when I mention Zhuli, I want to beat him to death!
"you do this delibrately?"
"Looking at me like a clown, is it interesting?"
Her shoulders were tense and her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
He twisted his body and sat on the edge of the bed.
He also imitated her movements, sat behind her, and put his arms around her shoulders.
"Honey, I was wrong."
"Now you know how I feel every time you deliberately hide our relationship."
Zhuli crossed her arms and didn't answer.
I have begun to reflect on my behavior in my heart.
In fact, she had many opportunities to tell Jing Yuhe, but she chose to hide it again and again.
"Jing Huai's."
She stared at the man leaning lazily on her shoulder in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and shouted softly.
"Can't you change your name? Huh?"
He turned his head and nibbled her earlobe.
The bamboo pear itched at was itchy and painful.
"I decided to tell Yuhe about our relationship tomorrow."
She seemed to have finally made up her mind, and her voice became a little more confident.
However, Jing Huaizhi's mood didn't change much when he heard this sentence.
He leaned down and intertwined his fingers.
"How about changing your name?"
"Wife?"
Zhuli's plain cheeks were red all the way to her ears, and she didn't know how to answer.
But she soon gave in.
