C41 (1/2)

Wen Zhizhi and Zhang Wensi hurriedly got out of bed. When he thought about how both of them could have gotten drunk last night, he even had to trouble Meng Qingyang to take care of them at home. Wenzhi's head hurt even more after her hangover. Her temples throbbed, causing her face to turn even paler. Zhang Wen Si had to go to the office early in the morning to deal with the case, so she couldn't stay at Meng Qing Yang's house for long.

The two of them hurriedly left. They refused Meng Qingyang's request to drive them to the city center.

In the taxi, Zhang Wen Si asked while her eyebrows were plastered across her lips, ”Zhi Zhi, last night you said you saw Qin Han Ze cheating? ”I feel that although he is not a good person, it shouldn't be possible for him to cheat on something that doesn't conform with his personality, right?” After asking this question, he even opened his mouth wide and took a sip of his unapplied lipstick.

”Vince, I can't believe it either. But he admitted it himself. ” Wenzhi's body still had hangovers and she was very tired. Thinking of what happened yesterday, her face turned pale.

Zhang Wen Si had always felt that Qin Han Ze was a bit strange, so she didn't want her good friend to keep circling around Qin Han Ze or grieve for him. Just say, ”Zizhi, no matter what happens, you have to cut the mess. Being too tangled will only make you sink even deeper. ” He said worriedly, ”I don't want to see you get hurt by that scumbag again.”

The taxi had stopped in front of the office.

”Un, Wensi, don't worry. I will settle this quickly. ”Hurry up and go to work. You're going to treat me to a big meal with your full service award.” Wen Zhizhi pretended to be relaxed and revealed a faint smile with six teeth, not wanting to worry her friends too much.

”Alright. ”When I become a strong woman in my career, I'll bring you out to eat and drink.” Wen Zhizhi followed her good friend into the office. Her makeup was exquisite and she was in high spirits.

Today was Friday, and Wendy had no classes. With her current mood, she didn't have the energy to go to work. Just thinking about dealing with the bunch of female colleagues in the office made his head hurt. She could only have her master take her back to the neighborhood.

On the way, the taxi driver put on an old song, the narrow carriage kept echoing, ”I will give you everything in exchange for not returning your sincerity”, ”This is not the result I want.” The melodious song was sung to the heart.

Wen Zhizhi lowered her head and unconsciously wiped her eyes. Yesterday's grievances once again surged to her heart.

He didn't want to listen anymore, so he made his master stop at an intersection.

Friday morning, the workers on the street looked down at their cell phones and brushed past her one by one.

This world was so big, and there were so many people in this city. Why did she have to meet Li Sicheng and Qin Hanze?

Did Li Sicheng love him? Except for the money for the rice and salt, there seemed to be no romance between the two of them. He was still baffled by the ”third brother”.

Then what about Qin Hanze? This man who always appeared at his side in time to meet with danger. He was kind enough to heal his wounds, and he was keen enough to provide shelter, gently preparing candlelight dinners and red roses. I did what I could to give me the best I could. He gave himself the most romantic love, and the most brutal breakup.

Along the way, Wen Zhizhi was thinking randomly and bumped into a few people. She said, ”Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.” I love him, he... I don't love me now. Sigh, how many lousy men must I love to wait for a loyal knight to come along? ”

And then he thought, ”Ah! We have not yet formally proposed a breakup. However, there was no reason for him to stay in Qin Hanze's house any longer. I want to go back and pack my stuff! ”

As her spirit returned, Wen Zhizhi subconsciously took out her cell phone from her bag, wanting to see where she had gone. He looked around, the familiar streets, the skilled guard room. So his subconscious had brought him back.

The uncle in the gatehouse smiled warmly at her. He had a good impression of strangers after a few months of meeting them.

The flowers and plants in the district were growing up to be a delight, swaying in the wind. In just a few months, many things had become a habit. The tip of Wen Zhizhi's nose was sour again.

The elevator took twenty seconds to reach the floor where Qin Hanze's house was. The key to the door had to be turned two and a half times before it could be opened.

When he opened the door, there was only silence in the room. The kitchen was still the same as the night before when Wen Zhizhi left, with the slippers arranged neatly. The evening shift was over.

Everything indicated that Qin Hanze had yet to return.