deliberate kiss

Chapter 11 Lying Lover
Until Zhao Hanshen clasped her chin with his tiger's jaw, squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Say sorry."

Jaw hurts a little, reminding Cheng Weiyue that all this is not her own illusion.

She blinked, the soreness in her eyes irritating her nasal cavity.

Cheng Weiyue really wanted to be more assertive, not to appear too weak, but she was only in love for the first time, so she didn't know how to hide her emotions.

Her eye circles were red, and she thought she was calm, but in the eyes of others, she was about to cry in a second.

She said: "Zhao Hanchen, what is the relationship between that snow and you?"

Zhao Hanshen's original sullenness turned into bewilderment at this moment.

Cheng Weiyue was always obedient and docile in front of him, and he even felt guilty with this appearance.

He let go of his hand holding her chin, and said in a hurried voice, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I talking nonsense?" Cheng Weiyue smiled bitterly, looking at him for a moment: "Then tell me, what is your relationship with you, as long as you tell me, I will believe it."

A faint guilty conscience welled up in Zhao Hanshen's heart. He frowned, looked down at Cheng Weiyue's bitten white lips, his tone softened involuntarily, and he said it with such certainty: "She is my secretary. Jing Xing has something urgent tonight, she asked me to go over to deal with it."

Cheng Weiyue was stunned.

And Zhao Han pressed her reddened eyes with his fingertips, and said softly: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Ye Cheng if I have a secretary named Song Xue."

Cheng Weiyue never thought that Zhao Hanchen would lie to her.

It was as if at this moment, she believed Zhao Hanchen's words without any reason.

She looked at him, and her eyes had become uneasy: "Is that dealt with?"

Zhao Hanchen felt that someone was pressing his chest, so that it was difficult to even breathe.

Under the girl's clear eyes, he said in a hoarse voice, "Of course, I've taken care of everything."

Thinking of Zhao Han's hurried appearance last night, Cheng Weiyue couldn't help feeling that he must be in a hurry, and the group's affairs must be very difficult.

I'm still arguing and jealous with him here, which is really not what a competent girlfriend should do.

She hugged Zhao Hanchen tightly, and kissed his side face, her voice seemed to be wrapped in honey, sweet and glutinous: "Ah Chen, I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you."

For the first time in his life, Zhao Han knew what it means to have a guilty conscience.

Under Cheng Weiyue's frank and clean eyes, he was almost defeated.

He could only cover up his real emotions with a smile, raised his hand and scratched the tip of Cheng Weiyue's nose, his handsome and enchanting face was full of pampering.

He said, "So, Ningning has to trust me, right?"

Cheng Weiyue nodded vigorously.

Before Zhao Hanshen left, he told Cheng Weiyue that he was going on a business trip.

He stroked Cheng Weiyue's hair and stroked the ends with his fingertips: "Maybe I won't be back until next month, just in time for the National Day, I'll take you out to play, okay?"

Cheng Weiyue smiled contentedly, and nodded obediently: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Zhao Han smiled deeply, his tone hoarse: "It's so good."

It was drizzling outside again, Zhao Hanshen asked the driver to take Cheng Weiyue home.

He was sitting in the car, pinching the space between his eyebrows with his fingertips, revealing a trace of weariness.

He seemed to have done something wrong, even when facing Cheng Weiyue, he felt guilty.

This is actually very ridiculous. He has talked with so many girlfriends, and he has always been playing in the world. He has never felt guilty, and he doesn't even bother to hide it.

Why did she lose her composure when it came to Cheng Weiyue's matter?
Before he could figure it out, the phone beside him vibrated.

Zhao Han took a glance from the corner of his eye, it was Zhou Jingwei's phone, so he took it over.

"what's up?"

"I can't participate in the risk aversion of Jingxing Group's planning for the land in the city center. I will ask my assistant to send you the liquidated damages later."

Zhou Jingwei's voice was as calm as ever, but every word he said made the veins on Zhao Han's forehead jump a little faster.

He gritted his teeth, so angry that his smile was a bit ferocious: "Zhou Jingwei, are you kidding me? I want to know the reason. What made you use nearly [-] million liquidated damages to temporarily choose quit?"

Zhou Jingwei on the other end was silent for a moment, and hung up the phone without saying a word.

Zhao Han listened to the busy tone on the phone, threw the phone aside abruptly, and told the driver who had just walked back with a livid face: "Go to Lingsheng Law Firm immediately."

The driver didn't know what happened, but seeing Zhao Hanshen's expression, he tactfully didn't ask any questions, and just kicked the accelerator and drove straight out.

Mr. Zhao's expression was really ugly, as if he had been cheated out of tens of millions.

Lingsheng Office is not far from Tinglan Hutong, separated by a bridge and 20 minutes away from the city expressway.

The firm has just opened not long ago, but its employees are all elite lawyers who have followed Zhou Jingwei in Wall Street for three years.Pick one at random, they are all well-known figures in the legal and political circles.

Everyone was used to seeing strong winds and waves, and they didn't react when they saw Zhao Hanshen walking in aggressively.One of the middle-aged men in formal attire with an elegant face said kindly: "Lawyer Zhou's office is on the fourth floor."

Zhao Hanshen walked in holding his breath all the way.

He pushed open the office door and heard classical music playing inside.

Zhou Jingwei was standing in front of the record player, wearing a beige windbreaker, picking out records.

He didn't look back, probably heard footsteps, and said slowly: "What do you want to hear?"

"Zhou Jingwei, I'm not interested in listening." Zhao Hanshen walked in front of him, staring at him with heavy eyes: "What do you want to do? Why don't you want to continue to cooperate? Is it because I left early last night?"

"Last night?" Zhou Jingwei put down the record in his hand, supported the frame of the mirror, lightly brushed the end of his eyebrows with his ring finger, and smiled gracefully: "I don't mind what happened last night."

"That's why?" Zhao Hanshen's jaw line was tense, and he tapped his index finger heavily on the table, pressing every word: "You should know how important this project is. Jingxing has been planning for several years, and I can't let it fall by the wayside. !"

Zhou Jingwei just looked at him with a fake smile: "Does this have anything to do with me?"

"At least," Zhao Han stared closely at Zhou Jingwei's face: "You should give me a reason."

Zhou Jingwei raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "You are on the plane at 10:[-] noon today. It will take another hour to get to the airport from me. You only have [-] minutes to negotiate with me. Are you sure you want to tell me these things?" Wheel talk?"

Zhao Han pursed his lips until they turned white, wishing he could poke a hole in Zhou Jingwei's body with his eyes: "Well, how can you change your mind?"

(End of this chapter)