Moreover, since Fang Tongtong was hospitalized, Ye Qianqian had only visited her twice outside.
She was unwilling to meet Fang Tongtong and didn't even say a word of comfort.
After knowing that Fang Tongtong was fine, Ye Qianqian returned directly to Cannes.
Sometimes, Ye Qianqian would feel that her heart was very cold and hard.
Otherwise, as friends for so many years, why didn't I even say a word of comfort to Fang Tongtong after she encountered such a thing
But she couldn't let go of Shen Zhilie, a man she had known for less than a year and had been with for less than three months.
Whenever Ye Qianqian thought about how she had lost this man because of some slanderous words from others, her heart felt as if it was being tortured to death.
At this moment, hearing Shen Zhilie's question, Ye Qianqian said, "This is fate."
Shen Zhilie was speechless and remained silent for a long time before he said, "What a pity."
Shen Zhilie really felt it was a pity.
But apart from feeling sorry, he had no other thoughts.
"I'm sorry." Ye Qianqian said softly.
Shen Zhilie was silent, waiting for her next words.
"Let's meet." Ye Qianqian said.
Shen Zhilie's heart suddenly relaxed, and in an instant, he suddenly felt that he had grasped something.
"Well, when?" Shen Zhilie asked, pretending to be calm.
"This weekend, okay? I've been on leave for too long recently and I've been busy. I'll go to the capital to see you this weekend."
"No need." Shen Zhilie said softly.
Ye Qianqian's heart tightened when she heard this, and she said nervously, "It's okay..."
"I'm going to Cannes." Shen Zhilie's voice was a little gentle, and also a little cautious and tentative, "Your time to come to the capital is too tight, and you are so busy at work, it's too tiring to travel back and forth in only two days."
"Um… "
"Does it include food and lodging?"
"Pack." Ye Qianqian blushed and agreed.
When the colleagues around saw Ye Qianqian coming over and saw her blushing face, they smiled in an ambiguous way.
Ye Qianqian noticed the gazes from all around her, and her expression became even gloomier.
Fortunately, they were still some distance away from her, so at least they couldn't hear her when she spoke.
Into the phone, he whispered: "I recently learned how to cook curry rice. When you come, I will cook it for you."
Shen Zhilie raised the corners of his lips and responded with a low, doting voice: "Yeah."
"Going to work, hanging up."
"Um."
Ye Qianqian hung up the phone reluctantly. Looking at the number on the phone, she still left a note for him: ex-boyfriend with whom she is still in contact.
Well... ex-boyfriend for now.
If one day, Shen Zhilie agreed to reconcile with her and put aside the past grudges, she would change back.
After so many days of accumulated discomfort, I felt like I was liberated, and I became more energetic at work.
Xixixi is a well-known name for being cool and aloof in the artist circle.
But today Xixixi seemed to be in a particularly good mood. Not only did she talk more, but she even sent emoticons!
This made all the painters feel flattered and they immediately began to reflect on themselves, wondering if they had done anything wrong that made this guy design a trap to admit his mistake to them.
Ye Qianqian: “…”
The work that has accumulated over many days is not something that can be finished just by doing it, and today unsurprisingly I had to work overtime until nine o'clock in the evening.
When I took the night bus back home, I was exhausted. When I opened the door, I found that the lights in the house were on!
(End of this chapter)