Top floor.
Si Zhengting stood on the balcony, staring quietly into the distance, like a stone statue.
He didn't sleep all night, and now he looked a little haggard, but still had no intention of moving.
What happened last night was like digging a hard piece into his heart, and it was still bloody and painful.
He took a long drag on the cigarette, and the strong nicotine rushed into his lungs, giving him a burning pain. He coughed twice and stubbed out the cigarette butt on his fingertips in the ashtray.
Five years ago, she abandoned him because of money.
What a ridiculous and sad reason.
He was so angry yesterday that he didn't want to listen to her explanation, but no matter how angry he was, he was suppressed after all night and his reason returned.
Si Zhengting turned around, picked up his turned off cell phone and opened it. Soon, it was shown that he had 109 missed calls from Zhuang Nainai, and four or five from Ms. Ding.
As soon as Si Zhengting turned on his phone, Ding Mengya called again.
Si Zhengting paused for a moment, looked at the vibrating phone and was silent for a moment. Finally, he answered. Ding Mengya's voice seemed to have aged five or six years overnight, with a bit of hoarseness, "Who doesn't do this when you are young and frivolous?" Is there a mistake? It was my mistake back then. I shouldn't have tested her. Moreover, the first time I gave her money, she was adamant that she didn't want it. When I gave her money later, she accepted it, and she only took thirty dollars. Wan, now that I think about it, maybe she had her own reasons back then."
Even though he said this, Ding Mengya also understood that with Si Zhengting's mysophobic character, he also had very high demands on relationships.
No matter what the reason was, Zhuang Nainai took the money and gave up on him, which was a kind of harm to him.
However, that's it, Ding Mengya has nothing more to say.
Ding Mengya hung up the phone, and Si Jingyu's call came in again. Si Jingyu was simpler and more rude than Ding Mengya, and said directly, "What are you going to do now? If you really can't accept it, you can get divorced."
divorce
Si Zhengting's eyes narrowed and he frowned!
He shouldn't have let her go five years ago. How could she get divorced now
Si Jingyu continued, "If you don't want to get divorced, just live a good life. The future life is the most important. People cannot live in memory forever."
The last sentence she said was particularly touching. She didn't know whether she was talking about him or herself.
After hanging up the phone, Si Zhengting threw the phone on the table, his eyes froze, and after a while, he called out: "Ji Chen!"
Ji Chen came in response, stood in front of him respectfully, and looked at him cautiously, "Mr."
"Go and find out for me what happened to Zhuang Nainai five years ago."
"Yes, sir."
After Ji Chen finished answering, he looked up and saw that he was silent again. He couldn't help but remind him, "Sir, actually... what happened five years ago, you ask my wife, isn't it clearest?"
When Si Zhengting heard this, he raised his head sharply.
Ji Chen suddenly lowered his head. Even so, he seemed to be able to feel the other person's gaze, wanting to burn a hole in the top of his head.
Ji Chen quickly left the office with his head lowered. As soon as he walked out, he saw Zhuang Nainai standing at the door, looking at him eagerly.
Ji Chen struggled for a while, but then he had to bite the bullet and come back, "Sir, Madam is here, you..."
Si Zhengting paused and spoke slowly in a cold voice, "Let her in."
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(End of chapter)