In the manor, it was still daylight. Zhong Mingzhen was sitting in front of the fireplace in his nightgown, his eyes flickered.
The assistant sent a text message and opened Weibo, full of news about "rich abandoned women".
After the divorce was settled, he left the country, but he still told his assistant to pay a little attention to the affairs of the domestic entertainment industry.
Friends also sent inquiries, Zhong Mingzhen read them one by one, but did not reply. The fact of his divorce from Liang Yin was not disclosed to everyone, except for the closest few, not many people knew about it.
Not many people know about it, so it is clear at a glance who spread it out.
She always has too many ways to know.
Those revelations were cryptic, but he saw them all clearly at a glance.
The voice of the old butler came from behind, "Good morning, my sir."
Turning his head, the old butler had already placed the tray with silver pots and cups on the table.
There was freshly brewed coffee in it. The old butler poured a cup and handed it over, "You got up too early sir, it's only six o'clock now." He is old and his hands and feet are not flexible.
"Thank you, Harry." Zhong Mingzhen took it and thanked him.
"You're welcome sir, it's my pleasure. It's rare for you to come back, and my wife likes to drink the coffee I made the most." Old Harry said slowly, and put away the newspaper on the side again.
Zhong Mingzhen was drinking coffee and stopped listening.
"Sir, what would you like for breakfast?" Old Harry asked after putting it away, standing up straight again.
Zhong Mingzhen took a sip and replied, "Just do as usual."
Old Harry backed away quickly, Zhong Mingzhen took a sip, but put down the coffee again.
He bought the manor ten years ago and left old Harry who has worked here all his life. It was only later that it was put on hold until he got married five years ago and he moved here. He was busy with work and rarely came back, and she was the only one who stayed here.
Five years, a manor, all traces of her.
Old Harry's coffee had long since lost its original craftsmanship, but she kept drinking it.
She was kind, always has been.
Zhong Mingzhen's eyes were briefly confused, and he quickly took the phone again.
Since he came back last night, some things that he didn't pay attention to before kept surfacing.
She sat in front of the fireplace and read a book; she changed her clothes and went to bed gently; she always reached out to touch his arm at night...
At first he didn't understand why, but now he knew that she just wanted to confirm that he was there.
When he woke up this morning and found that she was no longer by his side, he couldn't sleep anymore.
She has always existed without anyone noticing, but when she leaves, it seems that everything is empty.
When he came back, he subconsciously wanted to return to "home" after finishing his work.
But she is here, and this "home" is here.
Breakfast was ready soon, Zhong Mingzhen put down his phone and walked over.
The dining table is classic and elegant, with sandwiches and salads on the plate, and a glass of milk on the side.
Zhong Mingzhen picked up a fork and ate, tasteless.
The dining table was very long, and there were two people there every time I came back, but this time, he was the only one there.
But in the past, she should often eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner by herself like this.
And this is the breakfast she has been eating.
"Sir, Ma'am always like to eat half-boiled fried eggs, so I also fried them to medium-rare." Old Harry said beside him.
"En." Zhong Mingzhen responded.
In the past, he seldom came back, and breakfast was always prepared, and he had never seen sandwiches, all of which were rich Chinese breakfasts.
He doesn't like western food, to the point of being bored. He thought she should eat these foods normally, but he didn't expect her to eat so simple.
As usual, that is, as she always did.
"Help me clean up, I'm going back to China." After eating the sandwich, Zhong Mingzhen put down the milk and said again.
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In front of Liujin Clubhouse, Zhou Jianchen finally stopped after driving for half an hour.
Night had already fallen, Zhou Jianchen opened the door, his eyes were deep, "Come down."
It was very cold, and his eyes were particularly cold.
Liang Yin looked at him without moving, because he still didn't want to continue with his decision.
This is the city center. Although this clubhouse is located in a secluded location, as long as she goes there, people will still see them together.
Zhou Jianchen looked at her but was only determined, "If you don't come down again, do you want me to continue holding your hand?"
He didn't say anything along the way, which meant that he couldn't change it at all.
Liang Yin trembled, Zhou Jianchen glanced at her, but really bent down again, took her hand and pulled her down again.
His hands were warm and strong, Liang Yin hurriedly got out of the car, and then hurriedly broke free.
If he really took her hand in, he really couldn't tell anymore.
Zhou Jianchen didn't force it, just glanced at her, then turned around, "Let's go."
The doorman had already taken the car keys in his hand and ran to park the car. Seeing that, Liang Yin had no choice but to follow.
The Liujin Club is opened by people in the industry. There are film crews filming here, and they often book dinners here. Zhou Jianchen is already familiar with this place.
Along the way, I naturally met many people. Zhou Jianchen walked calmly, but Liang Yin felt a little uncomfortable.
But whenever she walked slowly, Zhou Jianchen would always stop and wait for her, his expression still cold.
I also ran into a few familiar faces from the entertainment industry who happened to come over for dinner together. I was obviously a little surprised to see them, and quickly greeted them enthusiastically.
Zhou Jianchen was a little indifferent, but Liang Yin could only respond with a smile.
Those people also invited to have dinner together, but Zhou Jianchen coldly refused.
After entering the arranged private room, Zhou Jianchen turned around and closed the door again.
When the two sat down, the waiter brought the menu and asked.
Zhou Jianchen turned the pages and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Liang Yin really wanted to say that she didn't want to eat anything, but Zhou Jianchen glanced at her, but then said directly to the waiter, "Let's eat hot pot, Sichuan style."
As he said that, he didn't order anything, he directly looked away, closed the menu and handed it over.
The waiter didn't ask, just said "OK" and left.
They are regular customers, so they naturally know what they have here.
Liang Yin looked at Zhou Jianchen, but his eyes trembled.
She doesn't eat spicy food, he should know.
The fire boiler was quickly served, and there were more than ten or twenty dishes, all of which were famous specialties.
The waiter also brought two bottles of red wine, saying it was from the boss.
Zhou Zuokang and the boss here are good friends, and his friend's younger brother is here, so he is naturally polite. If it weren't for the presence of someone nearby, the boss would have already come in person at this time.
After setting up the copper stove and introducing the dishes, the waiter retreated.
Zhou Jianchen watched the pot gradually heat up, but suddenly stood up, walked to the side and opened all the curtains that were originally drawn.
Outside the window, facing the street, beside the street, is the bright Liujin Lake.
The scenery of Liujin Lake was beautiful, but the curtains opened, revealing their positions at once.
If someone is crouching, their picture can be snapped in one click.
Liang Yin wanted to stop him, but Zhou Jianchen had already sat back, his face full of doubts.
The red soup in the copper stove was already boiling, Zhou Jianchen rinsed the fresh and tender beef and mutton, and put them all into her bowl.
Liang Yin ate it, but coughed endlessly.
Zhou Jianchen still squeezed again, as if he didn't care at all, as if he was suffocated, but he slowed down after all. At the end, he simply took her bowl, poured another glass of boiled water, rinsed the cooked beef and mutton again, and put it in her bowl.
He is tossing.
Without tossing, he can't live.
He knew that she didn't eat spicy food, not even a little bit, but he just wanted to torment her.
If you don't toss, the breath in your heart will never be swallowed.
Why does he like her so much, why does he like her so much, but she is indifferent.
But after tossing, he still felt distressed.
Zhou Jianchen's eyes were red again, she was married, it doesn't matter, he doesn't care; he is not good, it doesn't matter, he can change; but she only likes others, he really can't help it.
"Is it worth it? People don't want you anymore, do you deserve to still like him?" He didn't believe those so-called revelations, but he knew that her divorce was not good.
On the plane that day, she was visibly haggard.
Liang Yin lowered his head, unable to answer.
Seeing her like this, Zhou Jianchen was even more heartbroken.
"Liang Yin, why can't you like me a little bit." In the end, he could only say so sadly.
Liang Yin looked at him, his eyes turned red, "Zhou Jianchen, I'm not worth what you're doing."
She is the most soft-hearted, and she doesn't want to see others feel sad.
Zhou Jianchen endured and endured, his eyes were still wet. does it worth? not worth it. But so what if it's not worth it, if he likes it, he likes it.
"Liang Yin, just like me for a while. I don't want too much, just give me a place in your heart. Don't make me think that I, Zhou Jianchen, will never be able to love a woman in this life." He said, Desperate in my heart, my voice finally choked up. But in the end, he stretched out his hand, with a final prayer in his eyes.
Liang Yin watched, tears streaming down his face.
And after a while, she finally stretched out her hand, "Yes."