unknown in time

Chapter 119 History
He still gambled heavily in Las Vegas. In the first half of the night, his luck was extremely good. In the second half of the night, he was unlucky. Let alone making money, he stood at the gaming table with his sleeves rolled up and threw piles of money.

In this city of drunkenness and gold, a carnival city that never sleeps, gentlemen in suits and leather shoes, ladies in evening gowns, everything is clearly marked with a price, selling the most primitive desires and happiness.

Su Yinzheng was lucky when he was playing blackjack, he got big chips and won a lot, and then played Baccarat, betting big chips and losing six games in a row.

Those who lose want to make money, but it's a pity that the goddess of luck didn't side with Su Yinzheng this night, and he lost in a mess.

In the early morning, the banker from last night invited him to dinner at the Paragon Hotel. The banker was an Asian and raised his glass with a smile: "Actually, you are not a gambler."

Su Yinzheng shrugged: "I am a gambler, because of greed, my wife also ran away in anger."

The dealer laughed: "It seems that every gambler's love story seems to be similar."

When Su Yinzheng returned to China, it was snowing heavily in S city, he went straight back to the company, the secretary said that a woman had looked for him several times, Su Yinzheng said he knew.

After leaving S City for more than ten days, a table full of unsigned documents piled up on the desk.

I worked overtime at night and held two high-level meetings, new products were launched, the market has been plummeting, and the housing market has begun to saturate...there are so many things to worry about.
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Zhou Shangshang sat cross-legged on the sofa in the small living room, looked at the clock on the wall, it was already a quarter past ten, Zhao Xiaorou's afternoon words were vivid in his ears.

"Men don't have a good thing, especially if you are pregnant now, you still have to be careful in some situations."

Before Zhou Shangshang came back, he wanted to ask Zhao Xiaorou how to guard against men. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that Zhao Xiaorou had experience in fighting mistresses. As for managing men, he should not be much better than her.

Zhou Shangshang took his mobile phone and made a video call to Han Zheng.

In the end, the phone was actually hung up by Han Zheng.

It was a big blow to Zhou Shangshang that Han Zheng pressed her phone.Pregnant women tend to think wildly. During the time when the phone was dropped until Han Zheng finally came home and stepped into the room, Zhou Shangshang's brain cells were extremely active. In less than half an hour, he thought of several possibilities.

Han Zheng came back, closed the door, and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Shangshang: "Shangshang, I hurried back."

Zhou Shangshang sat on the sofa in a leisurely manner, raised his eyelids: "Where did you go?"

Han Zheng came up to hug her: "...There is a dinner..."

Talking and squeaking, eyes wandering.When Han Zheng approached her, Zhou Shangshang sniffed it. There was no smell of alcohol, but perfume.

Zhou Shangshang nodded: "Did you drink too much?"

Han Zheng: "It's okay..."

Zhou Shangshang endured the turmoil in his heart, and said to Han Zheng, "Go take a bath first."

Han Zheng: "Together?"

Zhou Shangshang shook his head: "I've washed it."

Han Zheng nodded obediently, and after a while, touched her face: "Don't wait for me so late in the future, go to bed early."

Don't wait so late in the future, later, and later?
Zhou Shangshang smiled, "Go take a bath first."
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History is always strikingly similar.

When Zhou Shangshang found the call records between Han Zheng and Song Qian on Han Zheng's phone, the veins on his forehead started to twitch.

When Han Zheng was taking a shower, he was very restless. When the shower hit the top of his head, he was shocked. His feeling was right, and Zhou Shangshang doubted it.

Not in the mood to take a shower, Han Zheng immediately hung up the switch, wrapped a white towel around his lower body, and rushed out of the bathroom immediately.
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When Han Zheng rushed out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel, a cell phone slammed over. It was Han Zheng's cell phone. Han Zheng picked up his cell phone and looked at Zhou Shangshang with a heavy face, his mind went blank.

"Shangshang, I didn't..."

Without pretending to say "I don't have one", Zhou Shang stared and threw another pillow over: "Han Zheng, you bastard!"

"Shangshang, don't be angry, children..."

Han Zheng was so anxious and so annoyed that he almost knelt down to Zhou Shangshang. The pillow thrown by Zhou Shangshang accidentally hit the bath towel around Han Zheng's waist, and the poor towel fell off.

Han Zheng hurriedly bent over to tie the towel on.

After a while, another pillow flew over.

Zhou Shangshang was really angry. Although she knew in her heart that Han Zheng couldn't really have anything to do with Song Qian, but he lied to her, a ball of fire burned from the bottom of her heart.

"Shangshang, I met Song Qian today." Han Zheng resolutely began to explain.

Zhou Shangshang looked at Han Zheng motionlessly, tears streaming down his face.

Han Zheng looked at Zhou Shangshang anxiously: "Shangshang, don't be angry, I can explain, Song Qian..."

Before Han Zheng could finish explaining, another object hit Han Zheng. It was the scarf that Zhou Shangshang had hooked up half of it for him. Han Zheng was completely panicked: "Shangshang, I..."

Zhou Shangshang sobbed.

Han Zheng was so nervous that he wiped Zhou Shangshang's tears: "Shangshang, listen to me, Song Qian...I've been with her before, but I didn't expect her to take a photo..."

Han Zheng was a little embarrassed to say it, as if he had already regretted something in his heart.

Zhou Shangshang looked at Han Zheng tearfully.

Han Zheng turned his face away.

Zhou Shangshang twitched again: "What photo?"

Han Zheng didn't say anything.

Zhou Shangshang punched Han Zheng hard: "You bastard!"

Han Zheng's face was ashen: "I'm a bastard."

Zhou Shangshang punched Han Zheng again: "You lied to me about such a big deal..."

Han Zheng turned his head.

"Han Zheng, you are really hateful!" Zhou Shangshang looked at him viciously, "It's too hateful, do you think I have always regarded you as a pure man, who doesn't know about your romantic nights? I know you used to play Double Fly, isn't it just a photo..."

"Both sides? Shuangfei..." Han Zheng's eyes widened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)