deliberate kiss

Chapter 277
"Over at the Qiao family, you can deal with it however you want, without considering me and the Zhou family."

Zhou Siheng said thank you.

The two were silent all the way until Chen Yi'an, who was not far away, took two steps forward and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, Zhao Ximo is here to find you."

Seeing the situation, Zhou Siheng smiled jokingly: "In that case, I'll go to work first, brother, remember to contact me if you have anything to do."

Zhou Jingwei said yes.

Zhao Ximo has arrived, but he hasn't seen him for a day. He seems to have lost a lot of weight.

At this time, he was sitting quietly on the sofa, and only slightly raised his head when he heard the door opening, looking towards the source of the sound.

Zhao Ximo looked at him, his eyes were bloodshot, a little creepy, he said hoarsely, "Jingwei, you are here."

"I'm still looking for news about Sang Wanting, but I don't have any news now."

Zhou Jingwei sat down opposite Zhao Ximo, and said lightly: "You should take care of your health recently. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."

Zhao Ximo shook his head: "This is not the reason I came to you today."

Zhou Jingwei frowned and said, "What is that?"

Zhao Ximo picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then slowly said: "I don't know whether I should say this, but I think it is necessary to tell you that I recently discovered something that is related to It's related to Cheng Weiyue."

Zhou Jingwei raised his eyes to look at him, the ink color in his eyes gradually surged
In the middle of the night, Jingcheng was dimly lit, and countless traffic streams converged into a colorful sea. Looking down from the chairman's office in Zhou's high-rise building, it was full of brilliant lights.

It's really beautiful.

Zhou Jingwei squeezed the phone, looking down at Cheng Weiyue's photo on the screen, until the screen dimmed inch by inch due to the passage of time.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and he couldn't see clearly the floating and dark eyes.

Chen Yi'an has been standing outside, looking at Zhou Jingwei's silent back, feeling uneasy in his heart.

After Zhao Ximo left, Zhou Jingwei just stood there without speaking, not knowing what was in his mind.

He was outside the door and heard Zhao Ximo mention Cheng Weiyue's name.

Chen Yi'an knew that Zhou Jingwei was cold-hearted, and he was not the kind of person who would easily lose his mind.

But if it's about Cheng Weiyue, no one knows how far Zhou Jingwei will go.

As the night darkened inch by inch, Chen Yi'an looked down at his watch, and could only bite the bullet and walk in.

"Mr. Zhou" Chen Yi'an whispered: "It's almost time, are you going back?"

Zhou Jingwei rubbed his cuff buttons with his fingertips, moving slowly.

After a long time, his fingertips froze, and he said in a low voice, "I have some private matters to deal with."

Chen Yi'an froze for a moment, and said yes.

The night wind was blowing with snow, and the lights in the alleys of Tinglan Hutong were dim and dim.

Zhou Jingwei stood in the same place and got out of the car with a quit smoking candy on the tip of his tongue.

The thought of asking for an answer was gradually suppressed on the way here.

All that remains is tenderness and indescribable heaviness.

Some things, it's better not to delve into it...

It was already very late for Cheng Weiyue to finish work. She had just entered the hotel when she received a message from Zhou Jingwei, who said, "I saw the Moments you posted. You have worked hard today."

When Cheng Weiyue just got on the elevator, she did post a circle of friends.

She clicked on it, and Zhou Jingwei gave her a thumbs up a minute ago.

There was inevitably a smile on the corner of her lips, she bowed her head and typed back: "It's not hard, the process of pursuing dreams is bumpy, and to a certain extent it is also a kind of enjoyment."

"Yueyue," Zhou Jingwei sat in the car, looked at the lonely and clean alley in front of him, finally smiled, and continued to type a line: "Let go and do what you want, I will take care of everything for you."

At this time, Zhao Ximo's phone bounced in again.

Zhou Jingwei connected and heard his hesitant voice: "Jingwei, if you want to know, I am from the Zhao family after all, so it is very convenient to check."

"You don't need to look it up, remember to shut up the mouths of those insiders."

Zhou Jingwei paused, then tapped his fingertips casually on the steering wheel: "Yueyue won't want to know, so no one needs to know."

This really doesn't look like Zhou Jingwei's style.

Zhao Ximo smiled and said, "That's all?"

"Well, forget it." He said so.

There was a long silence, neither of them said anything.

Zhao Ximo's voice was tinged with admiration, he smiled lowly, and his smile was tainted with bitterness: "I should be like you at the beginning, it would be nice if I didn't continue to investigate."

It was very late, Zhou Jingwei and Zhao Ximo hung up the phone after a few words.

In the hotel in the northern suburbs, Cheng Weiyue looked at the message from Zhou Jingwei with a slight smile on her face.

She replied word by word seriously: "Me too, Zhou Jingwei, I will always be with you."

When Cheng Weiyue said this, she thought about it and sent another good night.

Just as she was about to put down her phone, she saw Zhou Jingwei's message pop up again.

Zhou Jingwei said: "Yueyue, I love you."

"Love you very much."

The most undisciplined man never disdains the world's moral principles, nor the so-called verbal commitments.

But when love reaches its peak, it's just like an ordinary man, saying vulgar and provocative love words over and over again.

Cheng Weiyue thought, she is used to vulgarity, she really likes such sensationalism.
The night in the northern suburbs was still windy and snowy, and it was deserted and quiet.

Zhao Hanshen called Ke Chengyun in the middle of the night and asked him to come over.

Sun Man was in a drowsy sleep, rubbing his eyes and looking at Ke Chengyun who got up and put on his clothes, and said dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Shen is looking for me, but I don't know what it is." Ke Chengyun pulled on his pants neatly, and kissed Sun Man: "Honey, sleep well, I'll go."

Sun Man pouted a little unhappy, and said, "It's so late, why do I have to call you over?"

"I'll find out when I go and have a look," Ke Chengyun said here, and sighed: "The power overwhelms people, so I can't say anything."

This truth is so simple, and Ke Chengyun deliberately pointed it out, so Sun Man died down.

She poked Ke Chengyun's chest with her Danko-painted nails, her eyes were fixed: "I don't mind seeing Zhao Hanshen, but don't mess with me outside!"

"Ancestor, how dare I?" Ke Chengyun smiled ambiguously: "I can't cope with you alone."

Sun Man spat, blushing and told Ke Chengyun to leave quickly.

The place where Zhao Hanshen lived was not far from the hotel the film crew had booked. It was the property of the Zhao family many years ago, a well-decorated small bungalow in the style of the Republic of China.

Ke Chengyun didn't expect that Li Zhao and Gu Fan'an were there, he was stunned as soon as he walked in, and then he smiled and said: "Hey, this person is really neat tonight, what are we talking about? Are you staying up so late?"

(End of this chapter)