C202 (1/2)

Looking at his watch, he saw that the appointed time with Zhuo WeiTing was almost up. If not for Zhuo WeiTing's late appointment, he would have lost all his credibility long ago.

Knowing that he was going to be late, he called Zhuo WeiTing and explained the situation to him. Of course, there was no need for that.

If it wasn't for that, when Liu Lei got to the TNS, he was so lucky that he didn't die. Yet, he actually met that woman, Song Zihan.

It was strange, this time he met her at the elevator, but it was him who got in. Song Zihan had wanted to go up and say something, but the woman acted as if she saw a ghost and ran away without a care in the world.

Liu Lei saw her run away and thought that she was scared away like his mother, but he didn't know that there was another reason why she ran away like that.

Lowering his head, he arrived at Zhuo WeiTing's office. Seeing that he was still the same as usual, he became even more depressed.

The two of them were also the main characters, so why was he so unlucky?

”Ting, didn't you read the newspaper today?”

Liu Lei asked gloomily.

”You're not late for that, are you?”

Zhuo Wei Ting frowned as he looked up at Liu Lei.

”Sigh, I was called back by my empress in a hurry. Right now, mother doesn't even believe in gossip, and also that Song savage girl I met at the elevator just now ran away faster than anyone else as if she saw a ghost. Even if it's true, am I that scary?”

Liu Lei sat on the sofa, like a frosted eggplant, without a shred of energy.

”Maybe. Let's talk about business first. We'll talk about private matters after work.”

Towards this kind of gossip that came from nothing, Zhuo WeiTing didn't care at all.

”But I don't have any spirit right now, especially that woman Song Zihan. Why are you running so fast? ”Even homosexuals aren't that scary, right?”

Liu Lei couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, but he couldn't figure out why he cared so much about Song Zihan's thoughts.

”Did you fall in love with Song Zihan?”

Zhuo Weitong was dazed for a good while before asking in astonishment.

”Hahaha …” A-Ting, can you not be so scary? Your words are even scarier than our words. A woman like her should have a face and no face, but a figure … ”He doesn't seem to have any figure …”

Liu Lei paused when he said that. After interacting with Song Zihan a few times, she was always that old-fashioned black or gray colored suit. Furthermore, it looked like her clothes were a bit too big, so her figure couldn't be seen.

”Oh, perhaps you made a mistake?”

Zhuo Wei Ting smiled.

”Ah Ting, do you know how old she is?”

Liu Lei finally sat up straight, and his expression was very serious.

”How old? It should be around twenty years old, right? ”

Zhuo Weitong thought about it for a moment and said with an uncertain tone.

”Why should I? How old is your wife?”

Liu Lei's heart thumped when he heard this. Twenty or so, it didn't matter if it was left or right, there wasn't much difference? He thought the woman was almost thirty.

”My wife has nothing to do with the Song family.”

As long as he spoke of his wife, Zhuo WeiTing would turn hostile, and Liu Lei was even more curious.

”Although your wife is surnamed Zhuo, you can't say your wife isn't related by blood to the Song family right? How old is your sister-in-law?” ”If you don't tell me, I'll come to your house this weekend and personally ask my sister-in-law.”

Liu Lei said with a hint of threat.

”My wife is almost nineteen, but she is the youngest in the Song Family. Song Zihan is the oldest, and there are two in the middle, so she must have passed the twenty-first year.”

Zhuo Weitong glared at Liu Lei as he spoke in a low voice.

”Bang.”

Liu Lei, who had just sat upright, was shocked and actually slid to the ground.

”Bro, I didn't hear wrongly did I? I'm almost nineteen, and I'm only barely nineteen. You …” You actually married such a young girl? You... ”You like it?”

Although Liu Lei didn't look at them with disdain, his astonishment was still very hurtful, especially when he fell down.

Zhuo Weitang ignored him and continued doing his work with his head lowered.

”I remember now. I remember that the first time Song Zihan came was to ask for money. She couldn't have come to ask for money, could she?”

Liu Lei stood up and directly sat in Zhuo Weitang's office with his feet on the chair he was sitting on.

”If you don't want to talk about business today, go back.”

Zhuo Weitang was also furious. He put his foot on the table and with a bit of force, the chair ran out and Liu Lei almost fell off.

”Scram, later on, scram. First, tell me about my siblings. After hearing that, perhaps I will be more spirited?”

Liu Lei said shamelessly as he tugged at Zhuo WeiTing.