After retiring from the circle, I became famous by live broadcast farming

After browsing those chat records, it seems that there is no problem, but there are problems everywhere.

Who always asks questions in private time at night?

Zheng Qin, on the other hand, went from replying every half an hour, an hour, or even the next day to replying immediately after the girl sent him the message.

Every time Zheng Qin answers a question, the girl will praise Zheng Qin and send cute emoticons.

Say good night.

Zheng Qin didn't reply at first, but recently he also said good night and sent emoticons.

While browsing, Song Jiajia's heart ached a little bit.

When she saw one of the dates, her eyes froze instantly.

This time, she remembered, was when she was angry some time ago.

On that day, Zheng Qin rushed back from other places to celebrate her birthday, bringing flowers and birthday gifts.

That night, they had a romantic night.

It was also that night when Song Jiajia started thinking about wedding photos and wedding venues. She knew that Zheng Qin was busy, so she wanted to take these things into consideration and give Zheng Qin a surprise.

But now she saw it.

On that night she thought was romantic.

Zheng Qin ordered a box of cold medicine and a bottle of brown sugar, red dates and ginger tea for the girl.

At that moment, Song Jiajia's heart felt as if it had fallen into the water in the middle of winter, and it was terribly cold.

Biting cold.

When Song Jiajia was reading these chat records, she was on the highway with Zheng Qin driving.

"How about it, have you finished reading? I told you, it's okay, you're just too sensitive." While driving, Zheng Qin turned to look at Song Jiajia and said when he saw her holding her cell phone blankly.

Song Jiajia looked back at him, but her eyes were like looking at a stranger.

She asked softly: "Why didn't you pay much attention to her messages at first, but then you responded immediately, sometimes even falling asleep in the middle of the night?"

Zheng Qin felt that Song Jiajia's question was a bit puzzling, so he answered it anyway.

"There's no reason why. Just reply as soon as you see it. And she's asking about work. What if there's something urgent at work?"

"Don't think too much about it. People are busy working during the day and also busy working at night. It's very hard to go to bed very late."

Song Jiajia said blankly: "You started to speak for other girls."

Zheng Qin felt a little irritated as he punched the cotton, "What do you mean by this? It's so incomprehensible that I can't even understand it."

Song Jiajia sat in the passenger seat, tears falling silently.

"Then why did you say good night to her and reply to her with an emoticon? I remember you didn't have an emoticon before..."

Now you have a lot of emoticons in your input method. No wonder you responded to my emoticons before.

Song Jiajia was still very surprised at that time.

Unexpectedly, the reason was this girl.

"When someone says good night to you, I say good night back. This is a matter of politeness. We didn't talk about any ambiguous topics, let alone small talk."

"Jiajia, please don't be too sensitive, okay."

Song Jiajia was crying and suddenly laughed.

"Now you will tell me not to be too sensitive..." You would never say that before. You would only look at yourself first, and then explain and enlighten me.

Boys and girls basically say good night to each other every night. This is a matter of politeness.

"...If this is a matter of politeness, fine. Then why did you take the initiative to buy her cold medicine and...brown sugar, red date and ginger tea!"

Brown sugar, red dates and ginger tea, Zheng Qin also bought it for her when she had stomachache during her period.

And now, he is buying it for another girl too.

It turns out that it’s not exclusive to her.

This time, Song Jiajia faced Zheng Qin directly. She wiped the tears from her face and looked at Zheng Qin with a cold face.

Zheng Qin pinched his eyebrows with one hand. Although he was a little irritated, he still explained: "Listen to my explanation..." "That day, I happened to be checking Moments, and then I saw what she had posted."

"She said she had a cold and was on her period. Her stomach and body were not feeling well, and she was working even though she was sick."

"She said she wanted to rest, but the work was quite tight, so she didn't dare to take a rest, so she had to continue working even though she was sick."

"At that time, I assigned this job to her, and I did set a time limit."

"And this is vacation time, and I admit I feel a little guilty for squeezing her vacation time."

"So when I saw her saying that the place where she was on vacation was in a remote place and couldn't buy these things, I bought them and paid for them to be sent there by errands."

"It's nothing at all."

"It's not like it costs a lot of money."

"I just feel a little guilty about squeezing an employee's vacation time."

"Just like in the company before, when my colleagues were asked to stay and work overtime, I would also buy them afternoon tea."

"Jiajia, I swear, I really have nothing to do with Zhenzhen."

Zhenzhen...

Jiajia smiled softly and said the girl's name was Zhang Huizhen.

Why can't we call her Zhang Huizhen, Huizhen, but Zhenzhen...

Song Jiajia wanted to ask, but suddenly, she didn't want to ask anymore.

With her back weakly leaning against the driver's seat, Song Jiajia felt a sense of powerlessness.

Even tired.

As for the guilt towards the employees, it must be pity for the girl.

Perhaps, Zheng Qin gradually became different towards that girl, and even he himself didn't understand it.

But the authorities were blind to the onlookers, and she saw clearly.

Song Jiajia looked forward and asked, "Zheng Qin, do you still remember the request I made when I agreed to be your girlfriend?"

"Remember what I said about boundary sense and emotional mysophobia?"

"Zheng Qin, I can't accept your explanation. I can't continue to watch you and this female colleague. Employees continue to get along like this."

Some relationships start from frequent chatting.

Some relationships never keep a good sense of boundaries and start to become a mess.

Some people may not care, but the sensitive Song Jiajia couldn't accept it.

Zheng Qin was really angry when he heard this.

"Jiajia, please stop making trouble. I've been working day and night recently and I'm really tired. Why do you still find these meaningless things to argue with me?"

"Can't we communicate and get along well like before?"

"I remember your request at the beginning, and I have been doing it all these years."

"But I really feel that Zhenzhen and I have nothing to do with each other."

"She's just a colleague, just an employee."

"Since you don't like it, the worst I can do is ask her not to contact me after get off work or ask anything about work."

"Or do you want me to fire her?"

"But she didn't do anything wrong."

"No, you don't need to say it, and there is no need to fire her." Song Jiajia said, and then slowly said, "Zheng Qin, let's break up."

The steering wheel in Zheng Qin's hand was unstable, and the car swerved instantly, almost hitting it. Zheng Qin hurriedly adjusted.

"Jia Jia, do you know what you are talking about? We have been together for so many years and are about to get married, and now you want to break up with me because of this little thing?"

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