me and my affordable man

Chapter 3

He Xiaojun felt like he was trapped in the underground wine cellar of a top winery in the cold winter months, surrounded by valuable red wine, but what is the use of those?She just wants a thermos that can be held in her hand and that can keep her warm, an empty bottle that can be filled with hot water, just a thermos.

1
Feng Zhihao's words stunned He Xiaojun, and it took him a long time to realize that he was talking about Chen Qizhong. When he realized it, he was even more angry. What's going on?What she wanted was an answer, the answer that had tormented her for days and nights, no, the answer that had tormented her for two years, but what Feng Zhihao said was a rhetorical question, and the question was so absurd!
Who is that man?This tone is like catching rape in bed, and it's not a feudal society. What's wrong with a man sending her home?They didn't hold hands and talk to each other. If she was sent home by a man, it would be considered a big mistake. Then wouldn't he be frustrated with her for the past two years with her marriage contract?
When He Xiaojun thought of the word "marriage contract", He Xiaojun's heart ached again, he didn't want to say anything, he shook off Feng Zhihao's hand, turned around and left.

He woke up as soon as his palms were empty. He Xiaojun was soft on the surface but in fact he had a tough temper. Now, He Xiaojun has no other man besides him, and he is used to monopolizing her whole world. The moment before brought too much impact. When he said that sentence, it was completely out of instinct. Now seeing For her reaction like this, she also knew that she had misunderstood, and immediately regretted it.

"Xiao Jun, sorry, I didn't mean that." He reached out to hold her, preventing her from leaving.

She turned to look at him in a "huo", her lips moved, and he didn't give her a chance to speak, so he added in a low voice, "If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later, okay?"

She was silent and stood still, he didn't dare to pull her too hard, he looked down and saw her tightly pressed lips trembling slightly under the moonlight.

He hadn't seen her like this for a long time, and he felt pity for her, and he couldn't help but softly whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, Xiaojun, I've been very sad these days. Miss you."

He said he was sorry, and that he missed her very much, but after hearing this, her nose was sour, and her eyes were red before she opened her mouth.

After getting in the car, Feng Zhihao closed the door and started the car. He Xiaojun was still thinking about what he was going to say. In a blink of an eye, the car had already driven out of the alley. She was anxious and opened her mouth to speak. The back of her neck suddenly felt warm. He stretched out his hand and clapped his palms together Looking at the skin on the back of her neck, he looked at her sideways with soft eyes.

Those words that she had thought about were suddenly forgotten, she sighed in her heart, stretched out her hand to grab his, and joined her palms together, she just felt that everything could be forgotten, as long as this moment was enough.

In fact, it is not enough.

Another voice jumped out in her heart, extremely cold, without marriage, all these happiness are just an illusory mirage, which will disappear without a trace at any time, two years is enough time, she doesn't want to wait any longer, she I need him to be upright and complete, instead of always hiding in the dark, not seeing the light of day, and waiting endlessly.

The car drove through the tunnel, turned onto Pudong Broad Avenue, turned into a quiet neighborhood, and finally stopped in front of a familiar apartment building. He Xiaojun was silent all the way, and didn't move when the door opened. He just looked at him and shook his head.

The apartment along the river is quiet, no one walks around, and no one notices her sadness. This is the place she is most familiar with. When she closes her eyes, she can clearly see the open duplex on the top floor. .

This is the first private house that Feng Zhihao bought in Shanghai. The first time he stepped into the empty space, he hugged her and smiled in the endless living room, saying Xiaojun, fill it up, you are its mistress .

At that time, she was so happy that she couldn't help herself. What is it that a man is willing to prepare for you a private space that belongs only to you and him?this is Love!
But two years passed in a flash, and the emotion at that time had been replaced by hopelessness that was far away. She would rather give up all of this, as long as he belonged to her alone, there was no doubt that it belonged to her alone.

Seeing that she was not moving, he stretched out his hand to pull her. When a security guard passed by, he saw the two of them greeted with a smile and said, "Are you back? Long time no see."

As long as Feng Zhihao has been in Shanghai for the past two years, He Xiaojun must be here as well, like her second home. She works in the planning department of an exhibition company and travels frequently. The company also has a branch in Suzhou, and she often goes there. For a week or two, the place at home is small. She has lived in a dormitory since she was in college, and she goes home once a week. Her parents are used to their daughter not being at home often, so they don't care too much about it.And the community security guards here are of course very familiar with the two of them, and greeted them with smiles on their faces.

With the presence of a third person, He Xiaojun couldn't say anything, and was held by Feng Zhihao's hand again, and he was pulled out of the car without noticing it for a while, and walked straight into the building.

The elevator stopped on the top floor, and Feng Zhihao never let go of his hand. The door opened to an empty living room, and no one came for a long time, making the room even more deserted.

He choked hard, closed the door and did what he always wanted to do, without turning on the light, turned around and hugged her, held her face in both hands, inserted his fingers in her hair, bowed his head and kissed her, breathing hot, The bodies of the two of them were close together, He Xiaojun was caught off guard, he made a wrong step, and his back directly hit the door with a dull sound.

He hadn't seen her in weeks, and he missed her so much, her smile, the way she spoke, her voice, and, moreover, her body.

The body was hugged, and the long-lost embrace made her weak. He Xiaojun struggled, but how could he break free, his body became cold in a blink of an eye.There was moonlight in the living room, shining on the bodies of the two of them, she pressed against his chest the moment he bent down, her palm was hot, and his heartbeat, the man's rush and force, was like overwhelming mountains and seas.

He grabbed her hand, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Xiao Jun, there is no one else, I only have you."

She didn't answer, but only whimpered, but the hands that were pressing against his chest seemed to have been pulled from their muscles and bones, and they fell down weakly.

2
Feng Zhihao is honest, at least physically, he didn't lie.

The desire that had been suppressed for several weeks was vented. He and her were lingering for a long time. From the living room to the bed in the bedroom, the strength of the two of them was very different.

He didn't speak, and let her lie on his chest. Her hair had long been scattered, and it fell messily on her shoulders and his body. He looked at it for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand, gathered them, and used Fingers follow gently.

She turned to look at him, the bedroom was dimly lit, his eyes fell on her face, his expression changed, and he only said, "Xiao Jun, I love you."

She frowned, her heart was sour, and she was about to shed tears again, but she didn't want him to see her, so she put her arms around his neck, buried her head in his shoulder, and replied dully, "I love you too , you know." After speaking, I felt sad.

She was not a woman who hurt the spring and the autumn, but now she wants to cry at every turn. What is love?Love is a blunt knife, which grinds away all her pride and principles inch by inch. Just these three words made her prostrate on the ground, unable to stand up forever.

This is her man, at this moment, she can be sure that he is only her man, but what about the next moment?What about tomorrow?What about the unknown future?

He continued, "I know, so you don't have to worry, we'll be together and always be together."

She gritted her teeth, as if she was biting her own heart, unable to restrain the pain, and raised her head to look at him, "Why are you together? That's it? What about your engagement?"

He looked into her eyes, and his heart trembled. It has been two years, and he and Wen Xin are getting older. No matter how long this marriage is delayed, it is impossible to delay indefinitely. How difficult it is to resist the reality, but the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. There are some things that she must understand.

Thinking of this, he finally opened his mouth. It was a bit difficult at first, but then it went smoothly.

"Xiaojun, why do you care about that marriage contract? There are so many superficial couples around me. Many women may not see their husbands for a year after they get married. The marriage contract between me and Wen Xin is like a contract. Everyone fulfills the contract. , It’s just a formality on the surface, you should meet her, you will know after seeing her, even if I get married, it will not affect our current life. By the way, I will transfer this house to your name. Whether you want to work or don't want to work, do what you want, I will support you."

After she finished listening, she didn't refute, because for a moment she couldn't breathe air at all, and under the suffocation, she completely forgot that she still had a voice. go outside.

The two of them talked about it before, and her clothes were all in the living room. It was a spring night in Shanghai, and the temperature was not very low, but she only felt cold, the feeling of being immersed in ice water, and the illusion that if she didn't use all her strength to take steps It will be instantly stiff and unable to move forward.

His arm tightened, and he grabbed it from behind, "Xiaojun, don't make trouble anymore, you know, I have no other choice."

She took a deep breath, only to feel that a place in her body was pierced by an unusually sharp thing. The stinging pain was unbearable for her, piercing her silence and forcing her to make a high-pitched voice.

"It's a last resort? What makes you have a last resort? Is it a last resort to marry a fiancée who is reasonable and outrageous, or is it a last resort to keep me, the underground girlfriend you keep saying you love but can't marry?"

He Xiaojun has a good temper, occasionally stubborn but never such a gaffe, he couldn't believe it for a moment, and then frowned because of her abnormality.

Feng Zhihao was born in a wealthy family and lived a lifetime of luxury and wealth. He is not without temper. Today's blindly lowering his posture is already his limit. At this moment, he finally got impatient and raised his voice a little.

"What do you want?"

"Don't you know? Don't you know what I want?" She was still holding the sheet in her hand, and she only felt her temples throbbing when she spoke.

"I know, you want results, you want to get married." He frowned, "So what if you get married? I really don't understand, what's the point of getting married?" He grabbed her hand and squeezed her hand hard. Pressing on his chest, "I'm not here? I'm here if you have that piece of paper. What do you want? Do you want that piece of paper?"

She withdrew her hand suddenly, her eyes were blurred, and her chest was filled with turbidity, "That's not a piece of paper! It's a promise, a promise that you will be with me forever, how long can we be together like this? How long?"

"I'll always be there, you trust me."

"How could you be here all the time?" she almost screamed, "You'll get married, you'll have kids, you'll have your own family, you'll have family obligations that you have to fulfill, and love alone won't leave anything in this world. Live, one day I will be old, one day you will leave, no marriage will last forever, do you understand?"

"Marriage will last forever?" He asked back, "What are you afraid of? Afraid that I will leave? As I said, I will always be here. Except for marriage, you can have anything you want. You will have no worries about food and clothing, you will be happy, and you will be happy. Isn't it enough that you get the best care and you don't even have to perform some out-of-the-ordinary scene obligations?"

"Not enough!" She was so excited that her hands trembled, her fingers sank deeply into the sheet she was holding, and she almost pinched into her own flesh, "Do you know what marriage is? Marriage is the only way for us to be together in the end, just to be together! No Marriage, I'll never feel safe, I'm not safe!"

"A sense of security? I'll give you everything you want, isn't that enough to make you feel safe?" He frowned.

She also looked at him, gritting her teeth, every word was as cold as ice.

"Not enough, no marriage, never enough!"

This sentence fell loudly, and for a while, the two of them couldn't continue, and they fell silent at the same time. After a few seconds, He Xiaojun suddenly turned around, grabbed the bed sheet and walked out, the bedroom door was slammed shut with a dull sound.

3
It was already midnight when He Xiaojun got home. When she got off the bus, she took out her wallet and swiped her traffic card. Feng Zhihao lives in Binjiang International, one of the best locations is far away. To get to her house, you need to cross the river, and the meter charges at night. Watching the numbers whizzing up along the way, she felt really distressed about her money. After swiping the card, her already wrinkled heart felt even more bleeding.

There was silence everywhere, it was too late, and she hadn't said hello to her parents, and she didn't know what they would be worried about. She walked into the alley and began to fumble for the keys in her bag, making a slight jingle.

Both sides of the alley are old houses built in the last century, and there is no parking space designed at all. At night, all the cars are parked by the side of the road, and they walk along the street for a long time. The moonlight is like a mirror, and I can only see the silver light shining on the roof of every car.

Suddenly remembered when she and Feng Zhihao first met, every time the date was over, he would drop her off at the door of her house and drive the car all the way downstairs to her house. The side was full of cars, and he never tires of it. He drove in and backed out on the same road every time. He was good at driving and fast. Only she was terrified to see him. Every time, he didn't turn around until his car completely disappeared at the entrance of the alley. Even with the last ray of moonlight passing over his car, I will never forget it.

After such a hurtful quarrel before, every ounce of strength in her body after she left his apartment was used to control herself not to lose her composure in front of the driver. After all, no one wants to drive a hysterical single female passenger in the middle of the night. After finally getting out of the car, she thought she had calmed down a little, but unexpectedly, in the dead of night, and only being alone for a few minutes, she couldn't help herself again, her nose was astringent, and she almost burst into tears again.

He Xiaojun was in a bad mood. When he went upstairs, He Xiaojun’s steps were heavy, dragging one step at a time. She lived on the second floor, with an old-style corridor, and the stairwell was originally dimly lit. She simply didn’t turn on the light. It was pitch black.

Suddenly, with a "snap", the door of the house at the end of the corridor was pushed open, and then the light came out. It was still in the dark just now, and the excitement was too great. He Xiaojun instinctively covered his eyes with his hands, and called in a low voice, "Mom!"

Mother He pulled her daughter into the door, she spoke with a happy expression and a warm tone, staring at her and asking, "Xiao Jun, how is your date today?"

What date?He Xiaojun Leng Zhu

Not noticing her daughter's expression, Mother He continued to talk excitedly. In the past few years, He Xiaojun and Feng Zhihao had made appointments outside. He occasionally sent her home in the middle of the night. The two elders of the He family went to bed early, and they had never met before. And she kept everything secret, so Mother He never knew that her daughter had such a date. Today, she happened to see her daughter getting in the car and wanted to say hello to the car. The car has already left. No matter how unfamiliar Car is, Mother He still knows the famous BMW. Yes, I am so happy right now, I can’t fall asleep no matter how late, I just wait for my daughter to come home and ask for clarification.

"I've seen it all. I said you can really hide this child. If you have a date, you don't tell us. They drive to the door to pick you up. Also, I haven't seen you wear it today. It looks good. .”

What's the use of looking good?People don't marry her!He Xiaojun regained his composure and had to explain, put down his bag and shook his head, "Mom, you made a mistake, I'm wearing this outfit today because Meimei asked me to help."

"Don't change the subject, help until midnight, who is that man driving? I didn't see Meimei in the car."

He Xiaojun was at a loss for words, and struggled for a long time before opening his mouth, "The driver is mine. Mine"

Mother He looked at her expectantly. He Xiaojun grieved in her heart, gritted her teeth for the last time, and said, "My friend, an ordinary friend." Exhausted, she turned around and entered the room, leaving Mother He standing alone in the narrow room. In the porch, disappointed.

4
In an old-fashioned house, He Xiaojun slept in a separate room with thin walls. She opened her eyes in the dark and heard the sound of her mother walking around, as well as the vague conversations and complaints between her and her father. Finally, it was quiet Come down, and all is lost.

Unable to fall asleep at all, He Xiaojun was full of boredom, and after much deliberation, he decided to call Du Meimei.

He Xiaojun doesn't have many friends, and Du Meimei is the only one who can be harassed at any time. Besides, only Du Meimei knows about her relationship with Feng Zhihao. He Xiaojun's only choice now.

But it was so late, and Meimei was dating again today, He Xiaojun regretted pressing the dial button, and picked up the other end when he wanted to.

Du Meimei's voice was very pleasant, and the background was quiet. He Xiaojun lowered his voice and apologized, "Meimei, did I bother you? I'm sorry."

"How come?" Du Meimei smiled, and added, "I just got home not long ago, and he called again just now, why did he sleep?"

"He? That's the one today? It went so smoothly, congratulations." Du Meimei had never been on such a hot date as today and had met on the spot. No matter how bad the mood was, He Xiaojun sincerely congratulated her.

"Yes, Xiaojun, thanks to you today, next time I treat guests, you choose a place, by the way, how did you guys go?"

"Who?"

"Chen Qizhong, didn't he send you home? You don't know how much Xiao Cai admires him. He always mentions his team leader during meals. That man looks pretty good, what do you think?"

"I don't care."

"That's right, you have Feng Zhihao, how can you think of others."

It's fine if Du Meimei doesn't mention Feng Zhihao, mentioning it is like igniting the fuse in He Xiaojun's heart, and the complaints accumulated for a long time burst out with a "boom", and she can't lie down on the bed anymore. Li directly asked Du Meimei if she could come out. Du Meimei heard that she was in a bad mood, so she agreed immediately, and she put down the phone and went out as a friend.

What time is it, and the two of them can only meet at the bar. When the nightlife is at its peak, the bar is full of people. The two of them are sitting in the corner of the bar. The noise around them gives He Xiaojun the best excuse to vent. Once the wine glass opened, he couldn't stop, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

"How do you think he can do this? It's been three years, and he keeps asking me to give him time. What happened in the end? The last sentence is a last resort! What does he think of me? A dummy made of straw? You can lie as you want?"

He Xiaojun was agitated, and Du Meimei couldn't even get in the conversation. He finally struggled to focus and asked, "Xiaojun, did he say he won't marry you?"

He Xiaojun was silent, and suddenly a thousand arrows pierced his heart.

Silence is the default, Du Meimei sighed, "Little Jun, do you really want to marry him? No matter how good Feng Zhihao's conditions are, and how much he loves you, his kind of family, life will be sad if he enters the house, and even if he gets married, he may not be happy. "

"I know, being married doesn't necessarily make me happy, but if I don't get married, I will definitely not be happy!" He Xiaojun said angrily, "Being married doesn't necessarily make me happy, so you don't want to get married anymore?"

"Nonsense, of course I want to, otherwise, why would I go on a blind date? But I'm not in the same situation as you. If I can also attract the attention of a rich man like Feng Zhihao, I don't care if he can love me for a few years. Let's enjoy it first, by the way. , I said you didn’t know what to ask him for these two years, if it doesn’t work out in the end, wouldn’t it be all for nothing?”

Du Meimei's speech has always been straight to the point, especially after years of experience in the blind date market, when talking about relationship matters, there is no dreamy meaning at all, He Xiaojun was froze by her words, and his voice was trembling when he answered. She was dumb, "Believe it or not, I'm not interested in his money."

"I know, but people don't think so. Maybe they think that you want to get married so much because of money? Even if you break up in the future, you can get half of it justifiably, which is more secure than anything else." In the past two years, Du Meimei has not been It was the first time I heard a good friend complaining in the middle of the night, and I repeated these few words over and over again. There is always a limit to patience, and seeing He Xiaojun's appearance of being unable to get out of the horns, Du Meimei gritted her teeth and told the truth.

"I told him a long time ago that I can do a property notarization, and I won't ask for a penny from his family!" Why didn't He Xiaojun understand this truth, and talked to Feng Zhihao about this issue specifically to dispel his possible thoughts, but He was noncommittal at the time, but thinking about it now, he never thought of marrying her.

It took two years to prove that her wishful thinking was extremely stupid, she had failed enough, but now that even her best friend doubted her feelings, He Xiaojun suddenly turned cold.

Knowing that she had said too much, Du Meimei comforted her, "I said what other people think. I know that you are not doing it for money. If you are really doing it for love, it's good to be together. It doesn't matter if he gets married or not? You just think so." , anyway, you are the only one he likes, and if there are a hundred more women, his heart is also on you, isn't it okay to think so?"

"I want him to belong to me alone, to belong to me alone. What is marriage? Marriage is the whole world of this man. It recognizes that you are half of him. Legally, practically, body, soul, spirit, material, completely All merged with you, even if he is thousands of miles away from me, even if he goes to the other side of the world, even if his plane crashes when I don't know, I will be the first person to be notified!" With red eyes, He Xiaojun clenched his fists with both hands, and stared at Du Meimei to finish the passage word by word. The decisiveness of the words made Du Meimei lose her voice on the spot, and she stared at her best friend without saying a word for a long time. .

After He Xiaojun finished speaking, he turned his head and stopped looking at her, and continued to drink. Du Meimei's voice came from his ear when the glass bottomed out, calling her hesitantly.

"Little gentleman."

"Huh?" She felt that she had drunk too much, and when she turned her head, she felt that she couldn't see the expression on Meimei's face clearly, or it wasn't that she couldn't see clearly, it was just that she couldn't understand.

The expression that He Xiaojun couldn't understand was pity. He Xiaojun was born beautiful and successful in work and had a handsome boyfriend. Although Du Meimei was on good terms with her, there was always a feeling of same-sex jealousy deep in her heart. It was just friends for so many years. He Xiaojun is really good when he treats someone well, and she is not untouched many times, so the friendship between the two has been maintained until now. I didn't expect to see her so desperate and embarrassed today, Du Meimei suddenly felt that she was vaguely gloating. The state of mind is despicable and shameful, tears of sympathy are about to fall, I can't help but hold He Xiaojun's hand, and persuade him sincerely.

"Xiao Jun, forget it, it's so painful, it's better not to."

5
So painful, might as well not.

For the next few days, He Xiaojun kept thinking about what Du Meimei said, hardening his heart every time, but the direct result was that all Feng Zhihao's calls and text messages were ignored, as if he was going to die.

She has already said what she wants to say, and she has done everything she can do. The fatal Achilles' heel of a woman is not love but youth. She is unwilling and can't waste it like this anymore. Didn't Feng Zhihao say it?cannot marry.If he can't get married, let him die. He will die where she can't see him. It's best not to appear in front of her again.

Du Meimei is even better, and has already started to talk about He Xiaojun's new life with enthusiasm.

Inheritance is a very wonderful thing. In fact, Du Meimei is like her parents. They are very active people. In the past, He Xiaojun thought that He Xiaojun enjoyed life, but she was still in dire straits. She never thought of thinking about her feelings for her friends The problem, now the situation is suddenly reversed, she has found the person she is satisfied with, but He Xiaojun has fallen from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, the friendship of many years has turned into motivation, which immediately arouses the fiery passion in her bones, and she has been thinking all day how to let He Xiaojun quickly get out of the shadow of Feng Zhihao out.

To make a woman quickly forget a failed relationship, the best way is of course the next relationship. As for the candidate, there is one right now-Chen Qizhong.

It is not an easy task to match Chen Qizhong and He Xiaojun together.

In fact, Du Meimei was the only one who was really excited. He Xiaojun just suffered such a big blow. At this time, he went up and told her directly to find another man.Besides, falling in love requires both a man and a woman to agree with each other. If a slap can't be slapped, at least one person must take the initiative. After thinking about it, Du Meimei first consulted with her boyfriend Cai Jun.

Cai Jun didn't think so, he had a bad impression of He Xiaojun, a girl whose whole body was piled up with luxury goods was synonymous with unrealistic in the eyes of people like them, earning money is for spending, but That kind of flowering method is definitely not something that salaried people like them can afford.

For this reason, he was also surprised. He held Du Meimei's hand while walking, and looked puzzled, "Meimei, why do you have that kind of friend? You are completely different from her, much cuter than her."

Du Meimei was in a hurry, "Where is Xiaojun not cute? What's wrong with luxury goods? She has the ability to earn money, but you don't know her well. Besides, I'm not introducing you. It's fine if Chen Qizhong thinks she's good. Why do you think so much?" "

The girlfriend's voice was loud, and Xiao Cai's attitude immediately softened. Although he and Meimei have only been dating for a month or two, they feel very good, and they are making great strides towards the ultimate goal in his mind. Naturally, he doesn't want to worry about such a small matter. Start a quarrel with her, think about it before opening your mouth.

"But I haven't heard the team leader mention her since that day, so how do you want me to ask?"

"What are you asking? Let's ask a few more people to come out together, and we will create opportunities for them together. Maybe it will work if we come a few more times." Du Meimei had already thought about it.

After all, Cai Jun is a man, not as simple as she thought, so he shook his head.

"I don't think so. You are too obvious. Our team leader may not be willing to come out."

"How did you know if you didn't ask?" Du Meimei wanted to stare at him, but restrained her face, and instead grabbed her boyfriend's arm with both hands, shaking it coquettishly.

Poor Cai Jun had never endured this kind of woman's tricks before, his muscles and bones were weak on the spot, and he agreed faster than anything else.

Finding the right opportunity, Cai Jun eagerly asked Chen Qizhong for his opinion during dinner together at noon on Monday.

It can't be blamed for Cai Jun's mental disorder. After the four-person gathering last time, he has been ashamed of Chen Qi's center.

Just to accompany him, my team leader's rare rest day was wasted, and finally got together with He Xiaojun for no reason. It would be fine if He Xiaojun was a girl worth developing, but she looked like they were not in the same world at first glance. But his girlfriend insisted on bringing them together, so he didn't even know how to talk to the team leader.

Chen Qizhong's answer was beyond Cai Jun's expectation. After listening to his suggestion, he only thought for a while, and then said one word, "OK."

Du Meimei was naturally elated when she got the good news, she immediately called He Xiaojun and asked her to come out to sing on weekends.

When I received the call, He Xiaojun was struggling with a mountain of work in the office. Recently, the company was preparing for a large-scale high-tech exhibition. The entire planning department was busy, and she was no exception. When answering the phone, she was busy checking exhibitors Information, after listening to Du Meimei's words, he refused without thinking.

"No, I'm very busy this week. Besides, I don't have the mood to sing now. You can find Cai Jun. The world between the two of you is wonderful."

Du Meimei frowned on the phone. In her opinion, a large part of the reason why He Xiaojun has been with Feng Zhihao for the past two years is because she is too devoted to work.

Feng Zhihao doesn't often have time to accompany her, it doesn't matter, He Xiaojun is busy with work and can't care so much; Feng Zhihao seldom goes out with her, it doesn't matter, He Xiaojun has no time to find another boyfriend from morning to night, otherwise with her good looks, as for two years No one ran out to win love?
Du Meimei didn't know that one of He Xiaojun's stress-relieving habits was turning grief and anger into strength. The more frustrated he got from Feng Zhihao, the more he worked to relieve the unspeakable pain. The final result was that the busier he was, the more lonely he was. Afterwards, the whole company knew that He Xiaojun in the planning department was a workaholic, and few men wanted to talk to her except the boss.

But friends for many years are not for nothing. Du Meimei had expected He Xiaojun's possible refusal, so she immediately stopped her from hanging up and continued talking.

"I think so too, but it's too boring for two people. It's more lively when we come out together. He wants me to meet colleagues and friends who know him. I think it's good, to strengthen the relationship."

"He wants to introduce you to his friends? That's great." He Xiaojun felt sad when he heard that Feng Zhihao never brought her to meet his friends, either because his friends were all abroad or he only wanted to spend the world with her. I just want to see her in my free time.In fact, they are all excuses!He never thought of letting her fully integrate into his world.What is confession?What's the use of admitting what you say?If a man really wants to admit that you are a part of his life, he should proudly introduce you to everyone around him.

"You agree? That's good, see you on the weekend." Du Meimei took her silence as acquiescence, and directly drew conclusions there.

"Hey, who said I agreed?" He Xiaojun raised his voice anxiously, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the manager of the planning department looking over in his transparent office, and immediately lowered his voice, "Just go, why are you dragging me?"

Du Meimei also lowered her voice, she was so soft that she almost pleaded from the other end of the phone line, "You are my best friend, just support me, please, please."

What kind of important matter needs to ask her like this?He Xiaojun was puzzled, suddenly remembered what happened last time, and immediately said in pain, "Isn't it? You want me to dress like that again?"

"No, don't, don't want it this time, you can wear whatever you want, as long as someone comes." Du Meimei was anxious, calling out repeatedly.

He Xiaojun was amused by her calling, "You are the only one who is troublesome, I understand."

(End of this chapter)