Falling tonight

Chapter 41
Zhao Rou chuckled, "Who is there? You?"

Zhao Fangyi's face turned green and white, "It's not me, and it can't be you! Xin Yun is Brother Mu's heart, do you think you can replace her? You are just a fake, a pastime for Brother Mu when he is bored!"

Zhao Rou's eyebrows moved. Xin Yun, is it the Xin Yun that Bai Zhenghe said just now?

He turned out to be Mu Zhou's sweetheart.Judging from the reactions of Bai Zhenghe and Han Zihao, it seems that they both know the existence of this person.

Seeing Zhao Rou groaning, Zhao Fangyi thought she was frightened by the news and sneered, "You think Brother Mu is interested in you, just dream, Brother Mu is just toying with you, don't take yourself seriously!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Rou raised her lips and smiled, "Sister, are you out of your mind? Who does your brother Mu love, and what does it have to do with me."

Zhao Fangyi was stunned, Zhao Rou didn't seem to care about this.

Zhao Rou smiled sideways, and her red dress was especially charming, "You are the one who wants to get engaged to him. Your fiancé loves someone else in his heart. Shouldn't you be the one who feels sad?"

Zhao Fangyi's face turned pale, and Zhao Rou continued to prick her heart, "Also, you are mistaken, he is my tool, but if you like this bed warming tool, just take it."

The premise is that you have the ability to take it away.

Zhao Fangyi's eyes were filled with anger, "Zhao Rou! You are so shameless!"

Zhao Rou didn't think she was shameless, it was Mu Zhou who was obviously shameless.

"Sister, you are here."

"Arou, where have you been?"

Two voices came from different directions. Han Zihao and Bai Zhenghe walked towards Zhao Rou from east to west, with anxious looks in their eyes. Su Ran followed Han Zihao and Shi Shiran came from not far away.

Han Zihao glared at Bai Zhenghe with obvious hostility in his eyes. Bai Zhenghe had been circling around Zhao Rou all night, like a fly that couldn't fly away. The abacus hit him in the face.

Zhao Fangyi snorted coldly when she saw the scene of two men running for Zhao Rou alone.

If Zhao Rou had an affair with someone else, she would have wanted to tell Han Zihao who his adulterer was.But the person who was close to Zhao Rou happened to be Mu Zhou, the man she had loved for many years, and the one she was about to get engaged to. She didn't want to make things easier for Zhao Rou, but she didn't want to take advantage of Mu Zhou's reputation and lose her. own face.

So when she asked Han Zihao for confirmation before, she concealed the fact that Han Zihao was with Mu Zhou the night Zhao Rou came back.

Bai Zhenghe stood in front of Zhao Rou, looked up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhao Rou was fine, "Sister, are you okay? Your face..."

Zhao Rou touched the corners of her stinging mouth and said, "It's okay. I just got separated on the dance floor. I've been waiting for you to come to me. Taihei fell and hit his mouth, which caused some blood."

Han Zihao stepped forward and stood between them, blocking Bai Zhenghe's sight.

Han Zihao took Zhao Rou's hand and said, "It's okay. I went on the dance floor and couldn't find you. I was worried to death."

Su Ran stood beside Han Zihao, squinting at the corners of Zhao Rou's mouth, her eyes twinkling.It's not like a bruise.

Zhao Rou glanced at Su Ran casually, "I'm a little tired and want to go back first."

My lower body was sticky and greasy, and I just wanted to go home and take a shower.

"I'll take you back." Han Zihao turned to Su Ran and said, "Let's go together."

Bai Zhenghe stretched out his hand to stop Han Zihao, "Mr. Han, I invited Sister Zhao Rou to attend the meeting, and you still have a female companion to accompany you. I will send Sister Zhao Rou back."

Su Ran looked at Bai Zhenghe's undisguised concern, and then thought of Zhao Rou's chipped corner of her mouth, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind.

If there is something going on between Bai Zhenghe and Zhao Rou, can Zhao Rou and Han Zihao's engagement be cancelled?
Han Zihao suppressed the anger in his heart and said through gritted teeth, "Mr. Bai, don't go too far. Zhao Rou is my girlfriend and my fiancée. Please keep your distance from her." Bai Zhenghe is younger than Han Zihao. The height is the same, but the aura is no less than his. "Sister Zhao Rou and I have nothing to shy away from, but you and this lady..." He looked at Su Ran and spoke in a longer tone, and the words behind it made people think.

Han Zihao's expression changed, "Don't sow discord between Arou and I, we are abroad..."

"Okay," Zhao Rou felt exhausted and interrupted Han Zihao. She didn't want to be alone with any of them now, "I'll go back by myself, no one will send me away."

"Arou," Han Zihao pulled her from behind again, "Do you still remember what the next few days are?"

Zhao Rou was stunned, "What day?"

The corners of Han Zihao's mouth drooped, "You don't remember my birthday every year."

Zhao Rou suddenly realized that she had indeed not remembered his birthday when she was with him.

"Arou, come to my birthday party next week."

Zhao Rou raised her eyes, and Han Zihao's face was full of expectation.

"Let's see again." Zhao Rou left a word and turned to leave.

Han Zihao was a little upset. Recently, Zhao Rou was becoming more and more perfunctory to him. She couldn't contact him for a long time. Even if he finally met her, her tone was very rude. It was obvious that the two were about to get engaged, but she was still missing every day as if she was single.

Is it true that as Su Ran said, she has another man, and is that man Baek Jung Hyuk?
As a man, he would never tolerate being cuckolded. He took a deep breath. If Zhao Rou really cheated on her, he must find evidence of cheating.

***
Back in the apartment, Zhao Rou washed herself from top to bottom, finally getting rid of the sticky smell.

The phone kept ringing and the word "Mu Zhou" was displayed on the screen. She threw the phone aside.

The dog man, after bullying her, wanted her to go to his house to continue bullying her, dreaming.

After blow-drying your hair until it was half dry, the doorbell rang at the door.

Zhao Rou put away the hair dryer, stood up and walked to the peephole of the door to look out.

Sure enough, anyone who knew where she lived would be able to find her address at this point. She couldn't think of anyone other than Mu Zhou.

Zhao Rou didn't intend to open the door for him. Unexpectedly, the doorbell kept ringing, and then the anxious questioning from the neighbor next door rang.

Zhao Rou couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up and opened the door.

Mu Zhou smelled of alcohol, his suit jacket was hung on the crook of his right arm, and a few buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his sexy collarbone.

His brow bones were dyed reddish, losing some of their coldness, and his broken hair stuck to his forehead, looking a little wild.

He took a step forward and hugged Zhao Rou, his voice had the magnetism of a drunken man, "So you are at home."

Zhao Rou held her breath in her chest, and he rang the doorbell for a long time, just to make sure that she was at home!
She smelled of sweet orange blossoms after bathing, which was refreshing. Her thin nightgown was uneven, and Mu Zhou couldn't help but measure it with his hands. Her waist was just small enough for him to clasp.

"Let go!" Zhao Rou opened his hand.

"Too thin, my bones are so bruised," Mu Zhou leaned against the side of her neck, his lips caressing her skin, bringing with it the fragrant aroma of wine.

(End of this chapter)