On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Song Tang left Zhou Jiashu's office.

She frowned slightly and suddenly realized a problem.

The Zhou family doesn't have many heirs, but why does Mr. Zhou seem to not care about these scattered heirs at all?

Even if Zhou Siyi is not a biological child of the Zhou family, is Zhou Yanchen's identity also in doubt?

Song Tang could only think of this reason.

At this time, footsteps came from behind, and Zhou Jiashu quickly caught up with her pace and said, "I haven't eaten yet, come with me?"

Song Tang kept walking and said, "I work night shift in the hospital tonight."

Zhou Jiashu said: "The work in the hospital is dirty and tiring and you have to stay up late. I really don't know what you are trying to do. You didn't realize that your skin is sagging and you have heavy dark circles."

Song Tang paused in his steps, now he is on PUA?

Song Tang said: "Do you have any opinions?"

Zhou Jiashu raised his chin and said, "I'll take you to the club to make a face. Only then will you know more about what a real woman is."

Song Tang smiled: "I don't know how to be a woman like you, how about I let you be my woman?"

Zhou Jiashu said: "I'm just kidding you, why do you take it seriously? Are you so unsure of yourself?"

Song Tang stopped the car, turned around and smiled at Zhou Jiashu: "You are so confident in yourself, why are you still wearing pants?"

Zhou Jiashu was stunned. Song Tang had already gotten into the car.

After the taxi left, Zhou Jiashu realized that Song Tang scolded him for being young.

Song Tang went to the hospital to work the night shift. There weren't many patients in the night shift, but Song Tang just didn't want to go back to Zhou's house.

She guarded the office by herself, took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her white coat, clicked on Zhou Siwei's WeChat dialog box, and typed: "Happy birthday."

Her finger hesitated on the send button, and she pressed the delete button again to exit WeChat.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall anxiously. The hour hand already pointed to nine o'clock in the evening.

By this time, the birthday party should already be in progress.

When Zhou Siyi was in the Zhou family in previous years, he was not taken seriously by the Zhou family, and there was no help from his parents. No one thought of celebrating his birthday at all.

Zhou Siyi has become more prosperous in these years, and has made many close friends around him. Every year, he goes out of his way to celebrate his birthday.

Song Tang and Zhou Sizhen didn't get along and had never been invited.

Song Tang thought this year would be different. After all, Zhou Sitai's close friends all knew about her existence. Zhou Sitai had broken up with Liu Mian again, so there was no need to hide her.

However, she did not receive an invitation.

Song Tang thought to herself that it was too cheap for her to rush to send blessings like this.

He held back his words.

Song Tang calmly looked through several cases, and when he looked up, the hour hand had already pointed to eleven o'clock.

There was still no activity on her phone.

There has been no progress in the cases she has reviewed.

Song Tang took a breath, finally gave up looking at the medical records, and started looking through Moments on his mobile phone.

She and Zhou Sitai have several friends in common.

When he turned to a photo, Song Tang paused with his fingers.

This circle of friends was posted by Feng Lu.

The copywriting is teasing Zhou Sihui’s birthday.

The accompanying picture is a snapshot of Zhou Sihui.

Zhou Sitai was sitting on the sofa in low light, holding a red wine glass in his hands on his knees and tilting his head to say something to the beautiful woman sitting next to him.

The beauty was wearing a short leather skirt, with one knee on the sofa, leaning forward to listen to Zhou Sihao's words, revealing her good figure.

Although Zhou Siyi only had a side face, you could clearly see the curve of the corners of his lips, which seemed to be in a good mood.

Song Tang enlarged the picture repeatedly, looked at every detail, and finally made the decision.

Zhou Siyi was really happy, not just acting on occasion.

Song Tang closed the phone and threw it on the table.

Sniff: "It's quite fun." Nightclub.

Zhou Siyi sat lazily on the sofa, her long legs wrapped in straight trousers crossed.

The friends around me were telling dirty jokes, all of them had no zippers on their mouths, and burst into laughter from time to time.

The beautiful woman kneeling next to Zhou Sitai carefully peeled off a grape and fed it to his mouth with a bright smile.

Zhou Sihe had a faint smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

He just sat, not moving, nor looking at the beautiful woman next to him.

The beauty held up the grapes in embarrassment. She couldn't figure out Zhou Si's thoughts and didn't know whether she should take them back.

Shen Yu hit Feng Lu with his elbow: "What's wrong with my brother? Why is he unhappy?"

Feng Lu ate an orange and said, "Why are you unhappy? Why don't you smile?"

Shen Yu looked at Feng Lu with a "Are you serious" expression on his face: "Can't you really tell?"

Feng Lu glanced at Shen Yu and thought he looked like a fool.

Shen Yu was still thinking: "Why didn't Song Tang come? How about I call her and ask her to come?"

Feng Lu felt that his emotional intelligence was really hopeless: "Can I use you to make phone calls?"

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"If Lao Si wanted Song Tang to come, he would have brought her here long ago."

"?" Shen Yu thought the same thing. Zhou Sitai took the initiative to bring Song Tang here every time they met.

Feng Lu finished the last bite of the orange, then turned his eyes and had a bad idea: "Lao Si, you come out to play with women, aren't you afraid that Dr. Song will be angry?"

The beauty looked at Zhou Sihui cautiously, and then followed Feng Lu's words: "Who is Dr. Song? Why is Mr. Zhou afraid of her?"

Feng Lu pointed at Zhou Siyi with his chin teasingly: "His little wife."

The beauty raised her eyes slightly, and asked with a hint of eagerness, "Is she beautiful? Is she as beautiful as me?"

Zhou Si'ai raised the corner of his lips, and it was unclear whether it was a joke or a sneer. He swayed the red wine glass in his hand.

The red wine is Burgundy Romanée-Conti. The deep purple liquid is like the charming wind, wrapped in the impulse of the wine.

The beautiful woman stared at Zhou Siyi. This was Zhou Siyi's birthday party, but he didn't bring his so-called little wife. It showed that he had already abandoned that woman.

It would be better if she can take advantage of the window period.

She moved closer to Zhou Sitai without leaving a trace, but did not dare to pull down her clothes.

Characters like Zhou Siyi have long been unable to rely on color to seduce them instinctively. After seeing too many stunning pictures, they begin to pay attention to the connotation and atmosphere.

Just like the doctor mentioned by Mr. Feng, isn’t it the contrast brought by her sacred profession that Zhou Sihui likes?

The beauty said: "Mr. Zhou likes doctors? In fact, I have also studied nursing. They all praise me for looking good in a white coat."

Shen Yu is a straight man. He said truthfully: "You are not as good-looking as Dr. Song. She looks best in a white coat."

Zhou Si'ai looked at the beauty, with a cold smile in his eyes: "You can't compare to her in terms of beauty, but you are more sensible than her."

Zhou Sihui lowered his eyes and saw her kneeling on the sofa.

Her whole waist was twisted ninety degrees, facing him with enthusiasm and restraint.

The light in Zhou Si's eyes gradually dimmed, and the smile on his face was filled with coldness.

This is the unconscious action that people do when they like someone.

They will get closer unconsciously, and their eyes will be focused on the other person.

Zhou Siyi had never seen this kind of movements and tendencies in Song Tang.

"I'm late." Ji Yingzhuo walked into the private room, holding a briefcase in his hand.

Feng Luyou exclaimed: "Mr. Ji, you are such a busy man, you are really late in coming."

Ji Yingzhuo said: "I spent some time just to give you a unique gift."

Unique?

Everyone's curiosity was aroused, and they all looked at the briefcase in Ji Yingzhuo's hand, wondering how unique it could be?

Zhou Siyi was the only one who looked vaguely interested. He was not in the mood today and felt that nothing was interesting.