Zhou Yi smiled, "But at that time, even if he didn't let go, you wouldn't have made it to the end, right?"
"Why not?"
Yu Weiwei's big and bright eyes shone with determination, and he was a little angry, "It's because he doesn't believe in my feelings for him, or in other words, his feelings for me are not very deep."
"Did he just know that the Lu Group belongs to my family on the first day, or did he know that my father is the mayor on the first day? He just ranked me in a lower position. His career and family are more important than mine."
So when he was frustrated, he didn't even have the energy to continue the relationship.
"OK OK."
Zhou Yi frowned and held her trembling shoulders, "Let's not talk about him anymore. Your illness is not fully cured yet. Pay more attention to rest."
Yu Weiwei's eyes welled up with tears and he looked at Zhou Yi, "At least you and Shen Huan have fought. She has sacrificed so much to be with you, and she won't have any regrets when it ends. Maybe, but also It’s just love, at least both of you know how deep your feelings are for each other..."
Zhou Yi's brows furrowed even more tightly. When he looked at her again, he immediately understood the source of her depression over the years.
Zhou Yi helped her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her plain and frail face now seemed to have a unique, lonely and endearing beauty.
He has never seen Yu Weiwei like this.
When she was young, she was lively and cute, like a blooming butterfly, and seemed to have no worries.
Later, when the two met again, she was calm and quiet, a courageous and strong woman. But when you're in love, it's somewhat boring.
It was only now that he felt that she was a vivid, soulful woman worthy of being cherished.
His throat rolled twice before he continued: "Well, you're right."
"So Shen Huan and I have moved on. After we get married, I won't do anything to feel sorry for you."
"Deer."
It was the first time he called her by her nickname. His voice was a little hoarse, but he was very serious: "I will be good to you in the future."
…
The news that Yu Weiwei and Zhou Yi are getting engaged has already leaked out.
After Yu Weiwei recovered from his illness and went to work, Feng Yue brought her lunch.
She opened the lunch box and was surprised when she saw the exquisite food inside: "Where did you order the food?"
Not to mention it's piping hot, it's delicious, delicious, and on par with a big hotel.
Feng Yue chuckled, "Try it."
Nanmeng also leaned over to take a look, turned to Feng Yue and said, "Tell me the name of the store. I'll order this tomorrow too."
Yu Weiwei had already picked up her chopsticks and ate it. After the first bite, her expression changed.
The smile on Feng Yue's face also froze. He watched her cover the lunch box intact and push it aside. His voice was so cold that it could freeze: "Feng Yue, put everything in my mouth. You are not afraid that I will be raped." Poison to death?"
Feng Yue was startled, straightened his body and explained: "Mr. Yu, this..."
"How much did he pay you to send you to me?"
Nanmeng was dumbfounded. She looked at Yu Weiwei and then at Feng Yue. She could smell the big melon, but she couldn't eat it and was very anxious.
Feng Yue buried his head, "I was wrong, Mr. Yu. I just saw that you have had a bad appetite recently, so..."
"It won't happen again."
Yu Weiwei's face was very ugly.
Feng Yue had no choice but to take the lunch box out, and Nan Meng followed him, "Who gave Mr. Yu the meal?"
Feng Yue made a gesture of silence and asked her to go to the cafeteria to get food for Yu Weiwei.
Nanmeng sighed: "Oh, Mr. Yu may not necessarily eat it. She has become thin and disfigured recently..."
After saying that, she obediently took the elevator to the cafeteria.
Feng Yue went to the parking lot and saw a tall and indifferent man.
"She took the first bite and knew it was you who made it. She wouldn't let me give it away again."
"Um."
Lin Jianshen took the lunch box, his face expressionless and emotionless.
Feng Yue was anxious, "What should we do?"
He saw him put the lunch box back in the car, but didn't say anything else.
Lin Jianshen opened the car door and looked at him, "Go back,"
Feng Yue frowned, "Mr. Yu is getting engaged to Zhou Yi!"
"I know."
His voice was low but clear. He sat quietly in the driver's seat and started the car.
"Then you just let it go?"
Feng Yue became even more anxious when he saw him leaving like this, "You clearly know that Mr. Yu doesn't like Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi is entangled with his ex-girlfriend. Do you want to watch her jump into this fire pit and ignore it? How far have you come today?" Isn’t this position just for her?”
Lin Jianshen's heartstrings were touched by some emotion. He looked at the man standing outside the car window who was complaining and his face was red. His dark eyes were filled with complicated meanings, "Do you like her?"
Feng Yue's lips trembled, and his eyes were burned and he looked back.
"I just think Mr. Yu shouldn't live such a life."
In the past few years, he had watched her, a lively and agile person, lose her luster and turn into a soulless puppet.
"Feng Yue."
When he spoke again, Lin Jianshen's tone was much colder, with a warning: "Don't do stupid things."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car window went up and the car sped past him.
…
Yu Shi'an took Yu Weiwei to a commercial wine party.
When he arrived at the lobby, Yu Weiwei took off his coat and wore a simple and elegant white dress underneath.
The makeup is also light, but it is still so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.
Yu Shi'an looked at her and frowned: "Is the chef at home not to your liking?"
She is also too thin.
"without."
She smiled lightly, skipped the topic, hugged Yu Shi'an's arm and walked inside.
"There are many young talents today, Xiaolu, let's get to know them more."
As soon as he sat down, Yu Weiwei heard these words from Yu Shianluo beside him.
She looked at him suspiciously, "Dad, I'm getting engaged to Zhou Yi."
What did he say?
Yu Shi'an still had that cold expression, and his eyes under the lenses were deep and sharp, "I haven't agreed yet."
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
To be honest, she couldn't understand why her parents refused to let go.
Even Zhou Yi's parents came to ask her twice, and she was embarrassed.
"Then I also have a boyfriend."
she muttered.
Originally, she didn't like this kind of social occasion. If it weren't for the grand banquet this time, and even her father was invited to attend, she wouldn't be too lazy to come.
Yu Shi'an tapped his slender cold fingers on the table, "The boyfriend you are talking about is still helping her ex-girlfriend with her divorce lawsuit. Do you really not mind at all?"
She lowered her head and drank tea, "That was also the fault of the Zhou family, so it is reasonable for him to help..."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became, appearing guilty.
"Then let's just hire a lawyer. He has to go all out to help people?"
"The other party is also a big boss, and he won't let go. Zhou Yi will definitely need to step forward to have a chance of winning."
Yu Shi'an was exhausted, "Okay, my daughter is really virtuous and generous. In ancient times, she would have to personally arrange for concubines for her husband."
"..."
Yu Weiwei puffed out her cheeks to be able to make a serious man like her father tell jokes, which showed that he was really angry with Zhou Yi.
Yu Shi'an saw the slender jade-like figure at the door from a distance, his face looked better, and he raised his hand to call someone: "See the depth, this way."
"Ahem..."
Yu Weiyi choked on his tea.
