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Chapter 4 Dog Man

Zhou Heng is an autistic dog.The villa was built in an uninhabited suburb with a radius of ten miles, and there were no permanent workers.Gardeners and cleaners come at set times and leave as soon as their work is done.

When she unlocked the door and entered the house, Cen Jia was very glad that she didn't have the trouble to throw away the key.

The heat rushed to my face, and it was like a world of ice and fire compared to the outside.

The shoes were neatly placed at the door, obviously the owner was not at home.She changed into her slippers and went straight to the master bedroom upstairs.

In the cloakroom, her clothes were still there.I don’t know if Zhou Heng didn’t have time to ask his aunt to throw it away.

After hesitating for two seconds in front of the nightstand, Cen Jia chose the aqua gauze nightgown.

This is Zhou Heng’s favorite style.He tore three pairs of identical clothes into pieces with his own hands last month.

After changing clothes, I put on a robe-style home clothes.Cen Jia picked up her phone and looked at the time. It was exactly 9 p.m.

Click on WeChat and send a message to Zhou Heng: [What do you want for midnight snack?I cook.Cute jpg.]

After waiting for a while, no one came back, so she went directly downstairs to the kitchen.

There are plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator, but all Cen Jia can make is tomato and egg noodles.But it doesn’t matter what you have for midnight snack, she is the main meal, right?
While she was busy, the mobile phone on the kitchen table made a sound. It was Gouzi who replied to her message.

Zhou Heng: [If something happens, I won’t come back. 】

The perfunctory and cold attitude in this attitude almost spilled out of the screen.

Cen Jia snorted and asked shamelessly: "If you don't come back for supper, or don't you come back to stay?" 】

There was no news from the people over there.

Okay, you have money and you are awesome!
Cen Jia turned off the gas stove, took off her apron and threw it aside.I turned around and went to play a small game on the sofa in the living room.

You won’t reply, right?She's been spending her whole life here this week, and she doesn't believe he'll never come back!
The empty and silent environment seems to make people unable to feel the passage of time.

When the phone's battery was still 28%, Cen Jia looked up from the screen.Blinking her dry eyes, she looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost early morning.

Suddenly I felt a little unsure.Is it true that Zhou Heng will not come back tonight?Then wouldn't her emotions tonight be in vain?

Cen Jia quit the game and was about to call him when there was a slight sound from the door lock.

After a "click" sound, the door opened.The tall man stepped into the house with long legs, still carrying the cold air from outside.

Cen Jia's eyes lit up and she immediately rolled over to greet him: "You're back!" Her attentive and eager look was like that of a newlywed wife who was finally waiting for her late husband.

Zhou Heng lowered his head to change his shoes, then raised his hand to stop her from approaching, with a faint look in his eyes: "Miss Cen, isn't it a bit impolite to come in uninvited?"

The expression on her delicate little face was frozen.But in just one second, Cen Jia quickly adjusted her expression: "Yes, it's rude. Are you not welcome?" She hugged the man's arm with a smile and pressed forward.

"Ha..." The low laughter was slightly cold. Zhou Heng touched his upper and lower lips lightly and slowly uttered three words: "You're not welcome." After saying that, he grabbed her slender wrist and slowly but firmly pulled her away. Pull off, push away.

Cen Jia didn't expect that he would push her away.Most of her body weight fell on Zhou Heng's arms, and she suddenly lost her center of gravity.His upper body leaned back uncontrollably, his feet staggered two steps, and then his lower back hit the locker next to the wall.

The sound of "clang" seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet night.The sharp pain spread upwards, but more of it felt like grievance, even a bit embarrassing.

Cen Jia was stunned for a second, and then her eyes turned slightly red.Even though Cen's daughter was not valued by the family, no one ever dared to bully her.Especially since childhood, Cen Hongan and his wife have held her in the palm of their hands.If her father wasn't still lying in the hospital and Dongyao was in critical condition, why would she come to beg him in such a lowly manner?
Dog men, even if neither of them cares about this relationship, they have had so many nights of love and affection.As for being so heartless right after the breakup, why don't you save any face for her?In the business world, it is said that business cannot be done without mercy, but he can turn his back and be so ruthless.

With her hands hanging at her sides clenched into fists, Cen Jia tried her best to control her emotions and prevent her voice from sounding unnatural: "Sorry, Mr. Zhou. I'm disturbing you tonight." After that, she walked quickly towards the stairs.

The moment he turned around, the tears in his eyes still rolled out, one by one, sliding down his cheeks.

Zhou Heng looked at her panicked back, the light in his eyes flashed slightly, then he raised his hand to press the painful eyebrows for a moment, and then raised his feet and followed her.

The move up the stairs was too hasty, and Cen Jia was slightly out of breath when she entered the cloakroom.She wiped the tears on her face carelessly, then took off her home clothes and threw them aside.

The full-length mirror was by her side, and when she turned her eyes, she happened to catch a glimpse of the scene in the mirror... The woman's eyes were red, and there were tears on her face, looking aggrieved and embarrassed.And that light blue nightgown, which was specially put on to please him, now became a testimony of humiliation.

Cen Jia was stabbed so hard that her eyes hurt, and her feelings of grievance surged again.

It was because she was overestimating her abilities.She thought that even if she didn't talk about feelings, at least he was still interested in her body.The result is all self-indulgence.

She deserved the humiliation she brought upon herself.

Cen Jia closed her eyes and tried hard to suppress the tears that were rising.Then he took off his nightgown and threw it on the ground, quickly put on his clothes, turned around and left the cloakroom.

There was someone else in the bedroom outside.

Zhou Heng was sitting on the edge of the bed. He had taken off his outermost coat and threw it casually on the carpet at his feet.The top two buttons of his gray shirt were unbuttoned, and the fabric was slightly wrinkled.A pair of long legs were crossed on the stool in front of the bed, facing the direction of the door of the cloakroom, with some lingering regret in his dark eyes.

Obviously, her change of clothes just now became a sideshow to please him.

The two looked at each other in the air for a few seconds, and Cen Jia turned away from him.

The dog man pretended to push her away while taking advantage of her while watching her change her clothes.The depression condensed in her chest, and she recited several times silently: People cannot be as smart as dogs, and she walked quickly to the door with a dark face.

"Leaving now?" A man's voice suddenly sounded.

Cen Jia didn't stop moving and ignored him.

When she stepped out of the door, Zhou Heng spoke again: "Didn't you come to ask me for help when you were in trouble?" There was a trace of ridicule in the slightly raised voice.

Cen Jia paused and turned back: "Mr. Zhou is rich and powerful, I can't ask for it!"

"Really?" Zhou Heng raised the corners of his lips, a trace of depression flashed through his heart, "If you can't beg me, then who are you going to beg?" Shen Xu?He suppressed the name and did not say it out loud.

Cen Jia inexplicably felt that his words were a bit harsh: "Zhou Heng, what do you mean? I can't live without asking for help, right?"

Ever since her father Cen Hongan had a car accident and she took over Dongyao, everyone has been questioning her and waiting to see her jokes.No matter how hard she tried or how many tears she swallowed, they couldn't see it.Whenever anything goes wrong, it's her incompetence.If it works out, she's lucky.

In everyone's eyes, she, Cen Jia, was born to be a good-for-nothing fool.

He didn't speak, just focused his gaze on her face.

The woman's fair face was stained with a hint of red, and the corners of her eyes were a little moist, which was the look she always had when she was angry.It makes people want to tease and bully more unconsciously.

Zhou Heng's eyes gradually darkened.He lightly twisted his fingertips to temporarily suppress the restlessness in his heart, then stood up and walked towards her, saying something irrelevant: "Cen Jia, when I went to socialize the day before yesterday, I met your grandfather, Mr. Cen."

(End of this chapter)