Ye Bonan really had an important meeting and was racing against time, so he walked quickly.
But it was controlled at a pace that Cheng Xi could keep up with.
Returning to the second floor, he stopped again, "I want you to go into the box."
During the short journey of more than ten meters, Cheng Xi thought a lot.
Ye Bonan is generous, wise and thoughtful.
There is no fault in the woman's attitude and propriety.
Good education is one thing, which fully proves that he has the intention to stop here.
Get to know each other, leave a good impression, and have a good ending.
Cheng Xi grasped the doorknob and nodded to him.
Ye Bonan nodded in response to her and stepped into the elevator.
The ladies are waiting for her to come back and play mahjong.
From the moment he started playing cards, Zhou Jingchen always had a smile in his eyes, but he didn't know when it disappeared, feeling cold and without warmth.
Cheng Xi became more and more in a hurry, hitting something, making mistakes, catching something, and having extra things. He caught up with the banker again and lost twice as much.
Ye Bonan's money dropped by one-third before his eyes.
Fortunately, the securities boss's wife had a visitor at home, and she had to withdraw temporarily, ending the game.
When we walked out of Huiyuan, it was eight o'clock at night.
It was dark.
Mrs. Zhou gave Cheng Xi a few words on the steps, then got into the car and drove away with the lights flashing.
Zhou Jingchen opened the car door, his aura was chilly and deeper than the dark night.
Cheng Xi didn't dare to breathe and sat in the passenger seat.
It was almost time to arrive at school. She whispered, "I'm not going back to the dormitory. I'm going to the nearby Lijia Hotel."
Zhou Jingchen held the steering wheel and turned around at the intersection.
Cheng Xi lives in 206.
It was originally an hourly room, priced at 78 yuan for four hours. She rented it for a month and did not use condoms or eat fruit plates. The hotel saved costs and the room rate was also discounted.
Zhou Jingchen stood behind her like a mountain, waiting for her to open the door.
It was a lie that she wasn't flustered.
The door opened and Cheng Xi inserted the room card.
The interior has an unobstructed view.
A large bed, a small coffee table, a TV, and a small refrigerator in the corner.
The light is dim and the space is cramped.
Zhou Jingchen looked around and said, "Cheng Xi, you are making a difference."
She lowered her eyes.
The man's shadow is very long and very cold.
"Just live here?"
Cheng Xi remained silent.
"Is the Zhou family's sky falling, or am I bankrupt?" Zhou Jingchen pulled his tie with his backhand, and the force of the pull was so strong that two buttons of his shirt fell apart and fell to the floor with a bone-piercing sharpness.
"Why are you moving out of the dormitory?"
She remained silent.
Zhou Jingchen actually had some guesses.
Her school was at the bottom of the heap, with relatively miscellaneous majors. The finance department, foreign language department, and physical education class were notoriously messy. The finance department had money, the foreign language department had good looks, and the physical education class had physical strength.
Which student is picked up and dropped off by the opposite sex in a luxury car, and which student comes from a poor family but wears famous brands, are the focus of discussion among classmates.
When Mrs. Zhou was the principal, she had strict management. Last year, she retired and a new principal took over. The school was in a period of internal changes and adjustments. A group of "Seven Immortals" was actually exposed in the physical education class.
Seven sports students work part-time as male publicists in the club, and their girlfriends are older than their mothers.
Zhou Jingchen frequently went to her school because he was worried that she would go astray due to lack of money or be deceived by a good-looking boy.
Boys in their early twenties will dedicate emotional value and engage in romance, while girls with little love experience will easily get lost.
Zhou Jingchen fiddled with the lighter, "You move in to the flat flat in Jinmao Mansion."
Cheng Xi raised his eyelids, then drooped them again.
He frowned, "Speak up."
no response.
Zhou Jingchen pinched her chin, forced her to raise her head, and repeated impatiently, "Speak out."
"I'm looking for a new job. The expected salary is higher than Wanli. I will rent a house with a better environment."
Cheng Xi's face turned red from being pinched by him, his lips pursed, and his pronunciation was unclear, but he refused to give in to him.
"Don't go to school?" His hands were weak.
"Internship and class, don't delay."
Zhou Jingchen completely let go of her, sat down slowly, and watched her rummaging through the box, changing her slippers, and tying her hair.
She ignored him and he ignored her.
After a long while, he took off his watch and put it on the coffee table. "We have officially met. Are you satisfied with Ye Bonan?"
Cheng Xi didn't have much contact with Ye Bonan. As for whether she was satisfied or not, she couldn't describe it. "He should be dissatisfied with me."
"Then are you satisfied with him?" Zhou Jingchen said neither happy nor angry, "It took so long to send him downstairs, what are we talking about."
If there was no conversation if he confessed, I guess Zhou Jingchen wouldn't believe it.
But the fact is that there is no talk.
Cheng Xi simply remained silent.
"Wishful thinking?"
She remained silent.
Zhou Jingchen didn't say anything else. He adjusted the air conditioner temperature to 30 degrees, covered himself with a coat, and lay on the sofa with his eyes closed to relax.
It means staying the night.
Cheng Xi was stunned, "Aren't you going to leave?"
"I want to see how comfortable the room is. You are reluctant to move." Zhou Jingchen turned over and turned his back to her.
He is used to sleeping on his side, lying flat on his back and having 100% insomnia. He is used to pillows with high pillows. He is used to burning soothing incense to fall asleep. He is used to staying in the dark without turning on the lights. He is used to covering himself with blankets instead of cotton quilts or silk quilts.
This is the information Cheng Xi learned about him from Mrs. Zhou and the Zhou family's nanny countless times over time.
...
Cheng Xi gets up at six o'clock in the morning.
Zhou Jingchen was still sleeping on the sofa, probably awake, with a frown on his face.
The love hotel didn't stop all night.
Next door, 205 screamed in the first half of the night, and 207 screamed in the second half of the night. After the male screamed, the female screamed. Cheng Xi went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and the screams were intense.
Zhou Jingchen naturally heard it.
A noble man like him, with high-end education and high class, has never lived in this place in his life, nor has he experienced such a war filled with smoke.
Cheng Xi was inexplicably funny.
She quietly closed the bathroom door, washed, put on makeup, and blew her hair. She put on a crescent-white knitted hooded skirt and pink cotton clothes, and looked in the mirror to comb her hair.
Half round head, half loose hair.
It was windy outside, and a pearl hairpin was fixed on the back of his head.
After cleaning up, Zhou Jingchen also opened his eyes and leaned on the back of the sofa to drink water.
His short hair is messy, his clothes are wide open, his belt is scrawled on the armrest, his trousers are baggy, and the chain of his trousers has been taken off, revealing dark blue underwear.
Tipsy.
Decadent.
And wild.
Cheng Xi suddenly remembered that An Ran said that the part of a man is as sensitive as a mimosa. The two types of men, those who have been abstaining from sex for a long time and those who are eating meat for the first time, are like hay grass, igniting at the touch of a stick; an iron pestle is ground into a needle. and "congenital deficiencies" are two types of men who live in a dry land and don't grow even an inch of hair.
Cheng Xi didn't know at what age Zhou Jingchen's first night happened and to whom.
But based on his strength, it is undoubtedly the hay field.
This night was torture enough.
"Where to go?" His voice was hoarse.
"interview."
Zhou Jingchen glanced at her expressionlessly, "Company name."
"Huayao."
A medium-sized company in Dongcheng District.
It has a good reputation and strong development, and is preparing for financing and listing.
He drank from a bottle of water and unscrewed another bottle.
It's ice water in the refrigerator.
Cheng Xi turned on the computer, refined her resume and copied it to a USB flash drive.
Zhou Jingchen took a shower and came out dressed neatly.
This man is indeed born with a good skin.
Chic and majestic in his heart.
An aura that makes women feel safe.
"did you sleep well?"
As the "landlord", Cheng Xi had the obligation to take care of it. As soon as he spoke, he found out which pot was not opened and which pot was picked up.
Zhou Jingchen crushed the plastic bottle and threw it into the trash can, "What do you think."
"not too good."
His cheekbones bulged, obviously suppressing an evil fire.
"You have to live there by yourself." Cheng Xi shirked the responsibility, "I didn't keep you."
Zhou Jingchen is not a good-tempered person. There are rumors in the industry that he must avenge his enemies, and he never owes or returns any favors.
Cheng Xi didn't want to offend him on trivial matters.
"move."
He only uttered one word and was too lazy to talk nonsense.
"I've already paid my rent."
"How much?"
"two thousand."
Zhou Jingchen got up and straightened his clothes, tied his belt, and put on his watch. Every movement was meticulous and orderly.
He stepped closer to her and said, "I'll give you money."
"I do not want."
"Are you drawing a clear line with me?" Zhou Jingchen's patience was running out.
