The two words "cold" don't even have a trace of extra emotion.
Zhao Shuyan clutched the document in her arms, curled her fingers, and her teeth trembled. These two words were like a slap on her face, making her lose face.
She opened her lips as if she wanted to explain.
However, there were many people looking around at the elevator entrance, and they seemed to be wondering why she was in the exclusive elevator and was politely invited out by the bodyguard.
Zhao Shuyan looked at the door that was closed again, looking a little dazed.
Why did everything go differently from what she dreamed of, but every node that happened matched up.
There was a lot of discussion behind the scenes.
He deliberately lowered his voice, but it seemed that he wanted her to hear it on purpose.
"Why did someone use the president's exclusive elevator without being wise?"
"We are all not fools. Whether we are really blind or fake, we can tell without using our brains."
"I haven't seen someone so brave in a long time."
"Look at all the young people working so hard to climb the branches. We can't do it if we don't do it."
Zhao Shuyan also has a sense of shame. She is already a little paranoid. She does not feel that there is anything wrong, and she will not have such a clear dream that matches everything.
Maybe it's something that happened in the past.
Everything that originally belonged to her had been tampered with.
But even if she racked her brains, she still couldn't get back what was supposed to be hers. No matter how many times she deliberately appeared in front of Zhou Ji, he never looked at her twice.
Zhao Shuyan was so embarrassed by the voice behind her that she lowered her head and planned to pretend she didn't hear anything and leave here.
With red eyes, she walked up the stairs.
Opening the door, I really bumped into someone accidentally this time.
The young boy looked like he had just graduated. He apologized repeatedly, bent down and helped her up from the ground, "I'm sorry, I ran too fast."
He has an upright appearance, but he cannot be said to be very handsome.
But it looks very pleasing to the eye. I have shaved my head and it is clean and refreshing.
Zhao Shuyan was in a bad mood and didn't say anything. When he turned to leave, he suddenly stopped him: "Add me on WeChat."
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Here Jiang Yue witnessed Zhou Ji's coldness towards Zhao Shuyan, and felt a little weird. On the one hand, she was very satisfied with Zhou Ji's attitude of shutting out other women, but on the other hand, she felt like she was the third party. The person’s unhappiness.
The official couple in this book is not her and Zhou Ji.
Why does she feel guilty for stealing someone else's CP?
Jiang Yue's displeasure only lasted for a few seconds. She quickly figured it out. First of all, she had been married to Zhou Ji before. Secondly, she was not the one who stole her. It was Zhou Ji who came to her door and insisted on marrying her.
Moreover, the original work is the original work, and the reality is reality.
There is no interesting and noble soul like her in the original work.
A butterfly thousands of miles away flutters its wings gently, triggering a huge tsunami.
Her arrival is also a butterfly effect.
The hoarse voice broke her meditation. Zhou Ji pinched her fingers and asked lightly: "What are you doing?"
When Jiang Yue came to his senses, he had already taken him out of the elevator.
The car parked in front of the building on the first floor.
The bodyguards at the front and back surround the person in the middle and protect them very tightly.
Jiang Yue shook his head: "I'm not in a daze, I'm thinking."
Zhou Ji paused for a second and asked politely: "Does it have anything to do with me?"
Jiang Yue: "..."
Zhou Ji: "Is it bad for me?"
Jiang Yue: "..."
Zhou Ji knew it well and was very good at misinterpreting it: "So you were thinking about me just now."
The two held hands, and although they were low-key, they were still aboveboard.
After getting in the car, a flash of white light flashed across the window glass. Zhou Ji subconsciously raised her hand and stuffed the man into her arms. The man's face was cold and pale, and his eyes were signaling.
The driver immediately got out of the car.
Jiang Yue was not really stupid. She was sullen in his arms, and her voice sounded muffled: "Is someone secretly filming us?"
Zhou Ji hummed in a low voice.
Jiang Yue raised her little face, flushed by the heat. She was very magnanimous in everything she did, but she was not afraid of being photographed by gossip reporters.
The bodyguard had already found the paparazzi hiding in the dark. He was so tall that he could intimidate people just by standing there. He stared at the paparazzi fiercely and deleted all the photos.
However, paparazzi have done this kind of thing a lot. They are often caught by others and delete photos. They have uploaded them to colleagues in real time early.
Already have a backup.
As for whether I can post this photo, after thinking about it for a while I think it’s not impossible.
It’s not a smear campaign!
It should...should not cause trouble.
When Jiang Yue's fans saw the hand-holding photos exposed by the paparazzi, they felt surprisingly calm. They acquiesced that the reconciliation was the result of Zhou Ji's kneeling and licking. He loved her so much.
The CP fan who fainted from crying before was really happy this time, "I knew my CP would never be!"
"Hold hand in hand for a lifetime~"
"Is it just breaking out now? Jiang Yue came to our store a few days ago to go shopping. During this period, the phone calls and text messages never stopped. She was a little impatient when she answered them. I personally heard her say fiercely to Zhou Ji, you are so annoying. "
"Zhou Ji drove to pick her up later."
"Anyway, I think Zhou Ji is quite attached to her."
Rumors of reconciliation are always in the eye of the beholder. After all, these two people have a child together, so they can't never see each other again after divorce.
People are happy to eat sweets.
Jiang Yue's former friends were not so happy, and they just couldn't see her living well.
Jiang Yue was taken to a French restaurant by Zhou Ji, which had a good environment and strong privacy.
When you go to the front desk to pay.
Jiang Yue got bored of waiting, so she took the wallet from Zhou Ji's hand, turned it over, and found a photo of her on the inside.
I don’t know when Zhou Ji secretly took the photo.
And his ID.
The photos on the ID are much better looking than ordinary people, clean and sharp.
Jiang Yue inadvertently caught a glimpse of his birth date again, and he let out a sigh in his heart. It seemed that his birthday was coming soon.
next week.
"Let's go."
After the man paid the bill, he naturally held her hand.
Jiang Yue returned the wallet to him. She originally wanted to ask him what gift he wanted for his birthday, but when he got there, he asked him something else: "Who took the photos in your wallet?"
Zhou Ji didn't even act, and answered truthfully: "When you were asleep."
He seemed to recall something, the corners of his lips raised, and a shallow smile disappeared briefly, "Sleep soundly."
Lying on the quilt, I breathed long, my soft white face had red sleep marks, and my breath seemed to be fragrant.
He will also murmur some vague words in his sleep.
Zhou Ji said, "It's very cute."
