Chu Zhi felt that Zhao Mei was probably crazy.
She was like a resentful woman who found out that her husband was cheating on her. She came to catch the adulterer in a hurry. Almost as soon as she saw Chu Zhi, her eyes became hideous. She didn't even bother to whitewash her peacefulness and calmness on the surface.
Several times Xiao Yi couldn't listen anymore, interrupted her, stood up and pulled her to discuss in a low voice: "Let's go out and talk first."
Zhao Mei jerked his hand away, her voice cold: "What do you say when you go out? What can't you say here? What did you promise me? How did you tell me? Now you meet her secretly? Xiao Yi, you Don't be mean, people didn't like you at all, she hated you for doing such a despicable thing."
Xiao Yi's face turned pale.
He was silent for a moment, then exhaled slowly: "I know," he repeated in a low voice, "I know, you don't have to remind me over and over again, we're just talking about something."
She pressed step by step: "I don't remind you? I remind you that you never forget to look for her at all times. What will happen to you if I don't remind you? Rural people are just cheap bones! Let's talk about something? Ha, you Is there something I don't know?"
Xiao Yi closed his eyes: "You have to—"
"Xiao Yi," Zhao Mei interrupted him with a half-smile, "Is there anything else I don't know about you?"
Xiao Yi finally showed an unbearable expression, and rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly: "Do you have to talk like that?"
Zhao Mei sneered: "How do I say it? Which sentence did I say wrong? Whose credit are you doing now? Who is it because of?"
Chu Zhi propped her head up and sat on a chair in the coffee shop, watching them quarrel as if she were watching a play.
The corner position they chose was separated by green plants in the middle, and the line of sight could not block the voice of the dispute, and people looked this way from time to time.
Zhao Mei probably noticed that, took a deep breath, calmed down, and turned her eyes to Chu Zhi again.
Chu Zhi nodded at her: "Hello."
Zhao Mei twisted a smile: "Miss Chu is polite, I didn't want to hide it when I came here today, so don't use these honorifics. I've always been very direct, I sound awkward."
Chu Zhi looked at her seriously: "No, you are almost a decade older than me. My dad taught me from a young age to be polite and polite to elders."
Zhao Mei's face suddenly changed.
Chuzhi smiled and said, "Sit down first. I wanted to find you. Since you came by yourself, let's talk directly."
Zhao Mei stood still, not moving.
Chuzhi even gently called the waiter over and ordered her a cup of coffee.
Zhao Mei always squinted at her, looking at her with schadenfreude, and also seemed to be wary of something uncertain.
The waiter brought the coffee and put it on the table, but Zhao Mei didn't move, her expression looked like Chu Zhi and the waiter colluded to poison her.
After being silent for half a minute, Chu Zhi cleared her throat: "Before this, there is one thing that needs to be clarified—" She pointed to Xiao Yi next to her, and said with a serious face, "I am not his ex-girlfriend, neither do we. No non-classmate relationships have been developed."
Zhao Mei's expression became very complicated. The ridicule and contempt were mixed with emotions like jealousy or something. She let out a "ha", which was meaningful: "Of course there won't be any non-classmate relationship, like Xiao Yi, you Don't look down on it, do you?"
She stared at her, waiting for her to look embarrassed.
In the end, after waiting for three seconds, Chu Zhi frowned and seemed to disagree with her words: "Do you think Xiao Yi is bad? Then why are you still with him?"
Zhao Mei: "..."
She even began to suspect that Chu Zhi was doing it on purpose.
Leaning back, Zhao Mei folded her arms and looked at her coldly: "Miss Chuzhi, we are not the same as you, we are very busy, and we don't have time to drink coffee and chat with you here, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask. Let’s be honest, but if you want Zhuosi to withdraw from this draft, I advise you to give up your heart.” She paused, feeling a little triumphant, “Our leader and Vice President Lu have been friends for many years, even President Lu, I won't lose face for this."
Chu Zhi's expression was still calm, even a little wandering, as if she didn't take what she said above seriously at all, with her little hands on her face, she made a soft impression: "I have a question to ask. ," Chu Zhi patted the phone on the desktop and turned it off, "Did you do the email thing?"
Zhao Mei did not expect that Chu Zhi would ask her so directly.
When her plan was copied back then, looking at her reaction, Zhao Mei felt that this girl should be a very soft person, not the kind who would come to her directly and say such things.
Zhao Mei's first reaction was denial.
Chu Zhi couldn't find any evidence of this matter at all. Jingheng's internal mailbox and company personnel had nothing to do with her at all.
She glanced at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was also frowning at her.
It was as if he was also standing on Chuzhi's side.
Zhao Mei's heart suddenly burst into flames.
She stretched her neck and raised her chin slightly, like a proud white swan, looking at her condescendingly: "What mail?"
Chu Zhi licked her lips, blinked her eyes again, and thought about it, she took out the thing Lu Jiaheng gave her at noon from her bag and pushed it in front of her.
Zhao Mei bowed her head.
The snow-white envelope with a certain thickness and golden wax seal looks very coquettish.
Zhao Mei didn't move.
Chu Zhi stretched her neck curiously, waiting for her to take it apart.
When Lu Jiaheng gave it to her, he didn't tell her what was inside, with a mysterious look on his face, which made Chuzhi very curious now.
She waited for a while, but did not wait for Zhao Mei to open it. She seemed to have a premonition in advance, or was afraid of something. After a long time, she opened it and pulled out the contents.
is a photo.
A photo of men and women intertwined, doing extremely intimate and ambiguous things.
Zhao Mei just glanced at her indiscriminately, her eyes widened in disbelief, she stood up and stared at her.
Chu Zhi looked up blankly, there was a table between her and them, and she didn't even see what was on the photo.
Xiao Yi, who was sitting next to her, obviously saw it too. He seemed to be stimulated by something. He was sluggish for a while before slowly coming back to his senses.
He looked up and looked at the woman beside him.
Zhao Mei opened her mouth: "Xiao Yi..."
Xiao Yi looked at her for a while, then suddenly lowered his head, and then smiled: "Congratulations, your wish has been fulfilled."
He looked at her calmly: "Didn't you always want to find a rich man?"
Zhao Mei's eyes were red, and she raised her hand to pull him: "Xiao Yi... listen to me... "
Xiao Yi stood up abruptly, shook her off and walked out.
Chu Zhi thought that Zhao Mei would catch up.
But she didn't.
She just sat there, her eyes looked blank, it took a long time to focus, and then she turned back to her face.
Her arrogance just now is completely gone, it looks like someone has stepped on her tail, her voice is extremely low, trembling and tense: "You came to me today to show me this?"
Chu Zhi didn't even know what was in there.
She shook her head and repeated: "I just came to make sure that the email was sent by you."
"Yes."
She answered so neatly that Chu Zhi didn't even react: "Huh?"
"It's me, I asked someone I know for an email," her lips turned white, "one is a fact, and the other is a "fact" that has passed for a long time, did I lie? I just let everyone know this It's just two things. It's been three days since the first email was sent out, has your boss, the financier, done anything? Has he explained it? Has he protected you?" Zhao Mei pressed down on the one on the table with both hands. Da Zhao, leaning over and approaching, suddenly smiled, "Little girl, stop dreaming of flying on the branches and becoming a phoenix, how can there be true love in this world, do you really think those rich people really like you? He just I want to sleep with you."
She looked like she was stunned, looking at her cruelly and gloating, waiting for her reaction.
Chuzhi and her looked at each other, and they were still very calm, but with her words, their expressions began to fluctuate little by little.
Zhao Mei showed a successful expression.
Chu Zhi seemed to have been offended by something, stared at her with big round eyes, and was very intimidating: "You apologize."
Zhao Mei raised her eyebrows slowly, and her gray and defeated expression finally became alive: "Apologize? You should thank me, I am now—"
The next second, a glass of cranberry juice mixed with ice cubes was splashed all over her face.
Zhao Mei screamed.
The white suits she was wearing were all dyed a touch of red, and her delicate hair was hung with mint leaves and cranberry pulp, and the juice dripped down, slid down the tip of her chin into the neckline of her neck, dripping tickly. desktop.
She closed her eyes reflexively, her expression blank for several seconds, completely unresponsive.
Chu Zhi didn't react. When she came back to her senses, she had an empty glass in her hand.
Zhao Mei opened her eyes with a grim expression: "At the beginning—"
She looked like she was going to hit her, Chu Zhi responded very quickly, and immediately drew the cup of hot coffee in front of her directly, leaned over and raised her hand, and splashed it again lightly.
The small river is rushing.
Another soprano scream.
The woman in front of her has the fragrance of cranberry mixed with the mellow coffee, the delicate big rolls are wet, the mint leaves and a pile of cranberry raspberry pulp are mixed together on the head, and the chest is full. There were even two ice cubes stuck in the neckline.
The waiter had already arrived. Chu Zhi was like a nimble little white rabbit. She lifted her bag and flashed out of the booth. She hid behind the waiter at the table. He let out a sound, and then fled the scene at the speed of the Olympic women's 100-meter run.
meeting room.
The management was almost gone, Lu Jiaheng leaned back in the chair and looked at the man in front of him, a little distracted.
Behind it is a huge French window, the clouds are thick, and the afternoon sunlight is diluted and thin, struggling to cast indoors.
Lu Hongsheng rubbed his temples, his voice sounded tired: "What's the matter."
Lu Jiaheng raised his lips: "Why do you look so tired, haven't you slept recently?"
Lu Hongsheng was slightly surprised and raised his eyes: "Well, I've been a little busy recently."
"Busy to give your little lover's email account?"
The ripples of the last second of false father-son bond were broken.
Lu Hongsheng's expression turned cold: "What are you talking about?"
Lu Jiaheng looked at him coolly: "If you don't know, you can ask your little lover," he paused, then said "oh" in a sloppy tone, "but, you know which of yours I'm talking about Little lover?"
"I really don't know, but yours, I know," Lu Hong said sarcastically, "What's that intern's name, Chuzhi? The first time I saw her, I felt familiar, and then I thought about it. Where did I see her when I got up, not in my son's cell phone."
The corners of Lu Jiaheng's lips drooped, looking at him emotionlessly.
Lu Hongsheng seemed to finally realize that he had pinched him seven inches, smiled, and mocked with three points of pride and three points: "I thought you would like something like this, but I didn't expect it to be like this? The company has also committed crimes, and the character doesn't seem to be very good, so are you going to bring such a daughter-in-law home?"
This is rather good.
No longer play family games like before, no longer let people have any humble expectations. In this way, it makes people feel more comfortable.
I thank you for bringing me into the world, and for the hand that strangled my emotions in my swaddling clothes.
Lu Jiaheng drooped the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes, and laughed silently: "At the end of this month, you will get the exact news that the land you bought at a high price has been abandoned, and the key economic development area is in the southeast."
He raised his eyes expressionlessly, looked at him with pale eyes and a calm voice, as if he was reading a report: "You should have heard a little bit of wind by now, so I have been inquiring about the situation in Jiangnan recently, but I can be very comfortable. Let me tell you clearly, even if you ask the leaders of the Urban Construction and Housing Construction Bureau to eat again and again, it will be useless. You have no money in your hands, and the land has a name now. You have the same surname, too bad it's not yours."
Lu Hongsheng's expression finally changed.
"And your film and television company is nothing more than a few cards. What's the name of the one on the front line? Qiao Lu? You don't know what's wrong with her, right?"
Lu Jiaheng threw the document in his hand on the table, and with a light "snap", he leaned into the chair sloppily, spread his legs, and collapsed into a piece of cake, "The general manager has been working for four or five years and I haven't been able to let you If your vision is even one centimeter wide, who will the old man give up if you don’t give up? If you don’t know your father or your son, tell me, what’s the point of being a man after living like you for forty or fifty years?”
Lu Hongsheng gritted his teeth: "When did you do these things, and calculate your own father, how do you think you are better than me?"
Lu Jiaheng stared blankly, and tilted his head lazily: "I didn't do anything, there is a saying that I will suffer the consequences, everything is not a fluke, even if you don't repay the sins at the time, they will be in the future. It will come to you little by little to make you pay it back."
Chu Zhi came out of the coffee shop, stepped on the high heels all the way to the mad temple to escape, and ran two streets before stopping the car out of breath.
In the car, Chuzhi received a call from Ms. Deng. Her first father had just finished work and gave herself a vacation. July and August were just right. The couple went to Provence to see lavender and asked her if she wanted to go together.
Chu Zhi was silent for a moment: "Where are you now?"
"At home! I'll be waiting for you!" Ms. Deng said happily in the voice of an airport flight announcement.
Chuzhi: "..."
She sat in the back row of the taxi and kept turning her head all the way, for fear that Zhao Mei would follow behind her in an attempt to retaliate, which made the taxi driver look very nervous, probably thinking that she was a criminal who was evading pursuit. .
As soon as the car arrived, Chuzhi gave the money to get off the car, and the driver couldn't wait to leave.
Chuzhi stood there, rubbed her sore feet, and went upstairs.
After thinking about it, he pressed Lu Jiaheng's floor number.
The elevator door opened, she walked to his door, rang the doorbell first, and waited for a while before taking out the key to open the door.
As a result, the key was just locked, and the door was opened from the inside.
Chu Zhi blinked: "Are you at home?"
"Well" Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes, "Is the matter resolved?"
Chu Zhi said vaguely: "Is that so?"
Lu Jiaheng laughed: "What does it mean? Is there such a thing as this?"
She took off her slippers and stepped into the house, walking towards the living room. She was exhausted and slumped into the soft sofa, twisted her buttocks, raised her feet, and lay on her side: "Yeah, I don't know how I dealt with it. Is it the right way?"
"Is there anything I don't know?" Lu Jiaheng chuckled lightly, walked over, sat down beside her, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and put his cool palm on her chest.
In summer, the clothes are thin, the palm of the hand and the material of the top fit closely, and you can even feel the outline of the underwear under the fabric.
Chu Zhi froze, and the air was silent for three seconds.
Lu Jiaheng sat beside the sofa with his long legs stretched, his hands on her chest, pinching the piece, motionless, with a lazy expression, when he opened his mouth, his voice was also light, and there was nothing wrong with it: "Is it comfortable here?"
Chuzhi: "..."
Chu Zhi's face flushed red, stared at him with wide eyes, sat up with a thump, and pushed him away.
Lu Jiaheng was only sitting on the side of the sofa, and he didn't exert much force, so he just leaned on it like a virtual, Chu Zhi couldn't control his strength, and was caught off guard, Lu Jiaheng was pushed off the sofa by her, and he sat on his ass on the ground.
The long-pile carpet on the ground was soft, and there was no sound when it fell, but there was a coffee table behind it, and there was a muffled sound when the body hit a hard object. With a bang, the coffee table shook.
Lu Jiaheng frowned in pain and made a "hiss".
Chu Zhi was also taken aback, slid to the ground, knelt down in front of him, and apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Does it hurt?"
Lu Jiaheng frowned and raised his head, arching his back for a while: "Are you trying to murder your husband?"
Chuzhi frowned: "Who told you to be a hooligan as soon as you came up..."
Lu Jiaheng let out a snort and raised his eyebrows: "I'm asking you, do you feel comfortable after dealing with it like this?"
Chuzhi: "..."
He leaned on his side with his hands on the ground, slowly straightened his back, bent one leg slightly, put his arm on his knee, and looked close to her, his voice was lowered, with a little hoarse magnetism: "This little boy Why are you expecting me to be a hooligan now?"
"… "