The smile on Wen Shaoqing's lips faded, but the sarcasm became more obvious, "While talking about liking someone, you can also have a blind date with another person. It turns out that Lawyer Cong's liking is nothing more than that."
With cold water splashed down on his head, Cong Rong not only calmed down on his face, but also calmed down in his heart, a chill emerged from the bottom of his heart. She didn't say anything else, and quickly turned around and went home without looking at Wen Shaoqing again.
From the elevator entrance to the door of the house, Cong Rong had a hard time walking in just a few steps, and gradually became discouraged. It was because she was moved first, so she deserved to be ridiculed by him
Wen Shaoqing stood on the spot and frowned tightly, his eyes were full of emotions, he seemed relieved and annoyed, until Rang Yirang rubbed against him, he came back to his senses, bent down and touched Rang Yirang's head, why did they quarrel? Has his patience deteriorated
He was in no mood to take Rang Yirang out to play, so he turned around and went home.
When he didn't go out to play, he scurried around the rooms vigorously. After a while, it came over biting a hair tie and placed it at Wen Shaoqing's feet.
Wen Shaoqing was sitting in the study reading a book, looked down, picked it up, "Where did you get it?"
Let Yirang immediately turn around and run to the guest room, Wen Shaoqing looked along the door of the guest room, probably Cong Rong bumped his head last time and slept in the guest room all night.
He also got up and walked to the guest room, sitting on the edge of the bed and found a few long hairs on the pillow.
He looked down at Rang Yirang, and began to blame him: "Why are you going to bed again? Didn't I tell you not to go to bed? When did you start losing black hair? Did you turn black? Or are you going to evolve into a panda?"
While talking, he rubbed Rang Yirang's hair indiscriminately, and Rang Yirang protested twice. He had a bad fight with Cong Rong tonight, so he simply began to torture Rang Yirang, and tied a small braid on top of his head with a hair tie.
After speaking, he raised his mobile phone to face it, "Smile."
Rang Yirang smiled at the camera with his tongue out and corners of his mouth bent. After Wen Shaoqing took the picture, he showed it to him, "Does it look good?"
Letting him ignore him, he said to himself again: "I think it's not bad, it's quite similar to the owner of the hair ring."
So I sent it to Moments and set it as a mobile phone screen saver.
Cong Rong wasn't in the mood to scroll through Moments, so naturally he didn't see this photo. She has had a strong self-esteem since she was a child. Tonight, Wen Shaoqing secretly satirized her for being watery. She was angry and angry, and felt wronged. What was even more chilling was that these words came from Wen Shaoqing's mouth, and the damage value was multiplied many times.
In fact, Wen Shaoqing didn't mean that either. What he cared about was not whether she was on a blind date, but the prosecutor. In fact, he and Cong Rong have nothing to do with each other at work, and in life, because they are neighbors, they can see each other every day and occasionally eat together, without any substantial progress. Both of them are busy at work, how much time can they spend at home? But she is also very dull. But prosecutors are different. They often meet at work, and it is not impossible to have a long-term relationship. Isn't it the best proof that so many doctors and nurses in the hospital have formed a family? Generally speaking, he is not annoying Cong Rong, he is annoying himself.
But no matter who is right or who is wrong, the diplomatic relationship between Wen Shaoqing and Cong Rong is undoubtedly broken, and the cold war era has officially begun.
The two have been neighbors for some time, and they have a basic understanding of their respective living patterns. Cong Rong just went to work late in the morning and came back after working overtime at the law firm in the evening, so he could always avoid Wen Shaoqing.
Wen Shaoqing hadn't seen Cong Rong for a few days, and even though he wanted to apologize, he couldn't find a chance, and he didn't respond to text messages or calls.
In the evening, Wen Shaoqing held a regular meeting with his students as usual. When the students reported, Wen Shaoqing was obviously absent-minded, and unlocked the phone screen back and forth. Zhong Zhen sat close, peeked at the phone secretly, then stopped suddenly, and when he looked up at Wen Shaoqing, his eyes were a little different.
After the meeting, Zhong Zhen dawdled to the end, leaned over and asked, "Boss, the screen saver of your phone..."
Wen Shaoqing said casually: "Do you think I'm good at grooming dogs?"
Zhong Zhen scratched his head, "No... that hair tie..."
Wen Shaoqing didn't want to ask this question, and his eyes darkened to confuse the audience, "No? You think my craftsmanship is not good?"
Zhong Zhen saw that the big devil was about to transform, and immediately comforted him, "No, no, your craftsmanship is very good, but this hair ring looks familiar?"
"your?"
"I don't need it either. Is this my cousin's? I gave her the exact same one."
Wen Shaoqing pondered for a while: "Can't you give me a better one?"
Zhong Zhen was wronged, "I gave it away for many years. Didn't she go to school at the time and didn't have much money? I thought my cousin had lost it long ago. It seems that my cousin is a nostalgic person, so she will keep it forever."
Wen Shaoqing's attention was still on the word "nostalgia", Zhong Zhen suddenly had a flattering face, "Boss, you and my cousin are neighbors, right?"
Wen Shaoqing looked at him calmly, "Yes."
"Then would you mind helping the neighbor's brother?"
"What kind of help?"
"Can you help me go to my cousin's house to get my USB flash drive, which contains the materials I want to use. It was left at my cousin's house last time."
"Why don't you go by yourself?"
Zhong Zhen said with a conflicted face, "I dare not go. My cousin seems to be in a bad mood recently. A few days ago, she was forced to go on a blind date by her aunt, saying that she was 36 years old and had a son who scared her away. My aunt's People are very scary, my cousin may have been abused by my aunt. Plus me... I may have said something wrong, she called me and scolded me a lot, telling me not to appear in front of her. "
Wen Shaoqing encouraged Zhong Zhen to hit the gun, "Just coax him."
"I dare not!" Zhong Zhen shrank his neck, "My cousin is so difficult to coax! Boss, can you help me get it?"
Difficult to coax? An imperceptible embarrassment flashed in Wen Shaoqing's eyes, Zhong Zhen just didn't dare to go, he couldn't even see Cong Rong's face at all, let alone go to her house to get things.
He quickly refused, "No."
Zhong Zhen looked puzzled, "Why?"
Wen Shaoqing pretended to teach him: "How can you put things like U disks indiscriminately, I will teach you a lesson." After speaking, he stood up and left quickly.
Zhong Zhen looked at his back full of doubts, "Why does it feel weird..."
It's almost Chinese New Year. At this time, there are drunk driving officers everywhere on the road. On the way Wen Shaoqing drove home, he suddenly thought about it. He pulled over and entered the supermarket on the side of the road. When he came out again, he seemed to be in a good mood.
It was almost 9 o'clock, and Cong Rong was still working overtime in the law firm to discuss matters with clients. Her phone kept ringing, and she finally picked up the client after seeing him off.
After listening for a while, he asked with some uncertainty: "Who did you say was driving drunk?"
"He said his name was Wen Shaoqing."
Cong Rong glanced at the number displayed on the phone screen again, and after confirming that it was not a liar, he said, "Impossible, he is a doctor and rarely drinks alcohol, let alone drunk driving."
"He said you were his personal lawyer, and he wouldn't say anything until you came."
Cong Rong snorted coldly in his heart, "I'm sorry, I don't know him. Since he won't say anything and doesn't cooperate with your work, you should detain him."
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and began to sort out the information, but she couldn't remember the result of the discussion with the client just now when she was facing the computer, and her mind was full of drunk driving clauses.