Mommy, Run Quickly

"Brother Zhiyuan, congratulations on your marriage."

Just walked to the corner, is looking at Zhang Xinyao's wine cup in hand, and then looking at the woman's half squinting eyes, Zheng Zhiyuan's eyebrows slightly twisted.

"Will you have a drink with me? I really want to bless you

Suddenly thought of something, Zhang Xinyao quickly stretched out his hand, tightly pulled the man's wrist, and then just went on.

There was more expectation on her face. Looking at Zheng Zhiyuan, she didn't mean to speak. Zhang Xinyao didn't go to urge anything. She just stood by quietly waiting.

"Drink less wine."

After a long time, Zheng Zhiyuan slowly took the glass from Zhang Xinyao's hand. He did not think much about it. He just looked up and drank it.

The next second is to put the wine glass in her hand again. Zheng Zhiyuan originally planned to go to the bathroom, but he didn't expect that the moment he just turned around, he was listening to the voice coming from behind him.

"Yao Yao?"

watching Zhang Xinyao directly turn to himself, Zheng Zhiyuan was slightly stunned. In a hurry, he stretched out his hand to support the woman's shoulder.

Then, looking at the blush on Zhang Xinyao's face, Zheng Zhiyuan's eyebrows could not help tightening up. Looking at no one passing by, there was no way. This was to hold the woman's shoulder and walk towards the elevator.

"What about Zhiyuan? How can I leave you here alone? "

"He's been with me all night."

Song Zeyu looked at Yi Jin sitting alone on the sofa. He saw that there was no Zheng Zhiyuan in the venue. His face sank slightly.

"Have you really thought about it? Not coming back here? "

Looking at Yi Jin's way of defending Zheng Zhiyuan, as if he had protected Cong Yanfeng before, song Zeyu's eyes sank a little.

Although it is a good choice to marry Zheng Zhiyuan, they also hope that Yi Jin can be happy. They just don't know what to say when they look at Yi Jin.

"I've already thought about it. Don't worry."

Naturally, she knew that song Zeyu was worried about herself. At this time, Yi Jin naturally didn't want to let herself go again. She spoke in a low voice.

In recent years, the depressed mood, until now, is slightly eased a little bit, deeply took a breath, Yi Jin leaned on the back of the chair behind her, and did not go to say anything more.

"Why didn't Zhiyuan answer the phone?"

After a look at the time, song Zeyu was slightly stunned. Listening to the voice from the end of the phone, his face sank slightly.

As soon as the voice dropped, he listened to the ringtone from the mobile phone, and then looked at the content uploaded from the screen. Song Zeyu's eyebrows were tightened together in an instant.

"What happened?"

"Zhiyuan said something happened to the company's project. Let me send you back first."

Yi Jin sits aside, watching song Zeyu's reaction, subconsciously opens her mouth and says a word. Listening to the man's words, she can't help but feel a little strange.

"What's wrong at this time? Shall I go and have a look? "

"Zhiyuan can handle things well. Now you can be a bride at ease."

Thinking about Xin Yue's current situation, Yi Jin's heart can't help but worry a little bit. She just picked up her coat and was ready to walk outside, but song Zeyu stopped her.

Listening to the man say so, although Yi Jin still has some worries in her heart, she still believes in Zheng Zhiyuan. She doesn't think much, so she follows song Zeyu to the outside.

At the same time, Zhang Xinyao took a look at the man lying on the bed, and then looked at the mobile phone in her hand. The corners of her mouth slowly picked up a trace of smile.

Gently untied the tie on the man's neck, Zhang Xinyao's pride in the eyebrows and eyes was deepened a little bit. He had loved Zheng Zhiyuan for so many years. How could he have watched a man marry someone else.

"Why are you here?"

When Zheng Zhiyuan opened his eyes the next day, he looked at Zhang Xinyao lying beside him. In a moment, he sat up straight. Without much thought, he just sat up straight.

"Brother Zhiyuan, I don't know what happened to you yesterday."

Did not expect that men will have such a big response, and then looking at Zheng Zhiyuan's sinking eyes, Zhang Xinyao's heart is a little more uneasy.

Tightly holding the quilt in front of the chest, looking at the man's eyes, deliberately exposed the traces on the shoulder, the face is emerging out of a bit of shame.

"What happened last night is my problem."

"No, brother Zhiyuan. If I didn't drink, I wouldn't be like this."

Gently press his temple, looking at the front of the chaotic sheets, Zheng Zhiyuan this is a new mouth to say a word, the language is more than a bit helpless.

I did drink wine last night, but I didn't expect to do something like this. Now we are going to have a wedding. If this incident spreads out, Zheng Zhiyuan can think of the consequences."Brother Zhiyuan, don't have any pressure. I won't tell you about it."

Looking at Zheng Zhiyuan didn't mean to speak, Zhang Xinyao showed an obedient look, slowly sat up straight, and spoke in a low voice.

Just watching Zheng Zhiyuan turn to leave, Zhang Xinyao can't help being stunned for a moment. The next second she looks at the bank card in the man's hand. The woman has no reaction at all.

"There's 100000 in it. There's no password."

"Brother Zhiyuan, what do you mean?"

Looking at Zheng Zhiyuan putting the bank card on the table, and then watching the man's action of dressing in a hurry, Zhang Xinyao's face sank a little bit, and spoke directly.

I carefully planned for such a long time, but now it turns out to be like this. That bank card seems to be mocking me.

"Forget about it last night, Yao Yao. I'm sorry. This money will be used as compensation for you."

He picked up his suit jacket and watched Zhang Xinyao standing there looking at himself. His brow slightly twisted. He didn't say anything more. He went straight out to the outside.

Until he came out of the hotel, Zheng Zhiyuan was calm down. He never thought that such a thing would happen last night.

Looking at all the messages from Yi Jin on his mobile phone, Zheng Zhiyuan doesn't know how to face a woman at the moment. Looking back at the room upstairs, the man's tight eyebrows have never been loosened.

At the moment, Zhang Xinyao is still holding the posture just now, looking at the bank card on the table, her gloomy face is not half relaxed at all.