time-limited addiction

Someone must be blind and unable to see Mr. Zhou's indifferent and distant expression. He even gave Mr. Zhou an idea, "Girls just want to coax. I used to chase Aya. 500 drones apologized and hung up for two nights. Sanlitun's I’ll borrow the screen.”

Zhou Lüchen never opened his eyes and mocked twice, "You haven't chased me back yet."

Extremely disdainful.

Being provoked into a cowardly affair, Mr. Liang did not care about his Mr. Tuesday.

Mr. Liang sighed and said, "I don't like Aya anymore. I'm already married."

But no, Aya, who couldn't catch him, hastily followed her family's arrangements and married a young lady from an aristocratic family.

Didn't stay long.

Zhou Lüchen took his suit and left.

Xie Qinyang suddenly got up and said, "Leaving now? She has not finished get off work yet after working overtime."

No sound.

The door is closed by a waiter outside.

Not long after, the black Rolls-Royce passed through the East District and returned to the direction of Taihe Intermediate Courtyard.

Zhuang Ming concentrated on driving.

Zhou Lüchen answered the phone in the car and explained things in a low voice. He no longer looked like he was depressed at the bureau party.

From time to time he raised his lip line, strategizing calmly.

"Cut it off."

The content of the call is simple.

The Cheng Group lost the cooperation with the chaebols in the early days and tried to expand the franchise area of ​​its AI computing power chips to Europe and the United States, but failed.

The share was intercepted by Zhou Luchen after a phone call.

The spot is given to the Technology Market in the East End Business Center.

Zhuang Ming thought, if the Cheng family is not needed in the capital in the future, it will be difficult for the Cheng family to use their fists and kicks in the shopping mall.

As the car drove to Guomao, Zhuang Ming's cell phone rang and he connected his headset.

"Well... well, are you busy?"

It was Shen Jing's hoarse voice that made Zhuang Ming a little surprised, "Say."

Shen Jing picked up her phone case and said, "Oh, I just saw your car near the China World Trade Center. Was it you who drove it?"

Her voice was trembling, and Zhuang Ming was a little unsure if something had happened. "Wait a moment, the second young master is on the phone with something important."

For two or three seconds, Zhuang Ming asked the cold and noble young man on the phone behind him.

"It's Miss Shen."

Zhou Lüchen put down the pen in his hand and said, "Where."

Zhuang Ming asked where it was. After a moment, he repeated Shen Jing's words, "Jian Gmenwai Street."

"Turn around."

Zhuang Ming turned the steering wheel and took a detour to Jianmenwai Street.

The road is bustling with traffic and dust.

She drove the small white Mercedes to the guardrail. She squatted on the side of the road, lowering her head and scrolling through her mobile phone.

She raised her head and looked at the car parked in front of her with tears in her eyes. When she saw the man walking towards her, she suddenly didn't hate the license plate of the official family car because it was easy to recognize.

Zhou Luchen's tall figure slowly approached, stopped in front of her, his dark eyes lowered, "Being bullied?"

She, who was always gentle and obedient, pouted with displeasure written on her face, "The other party was trying to steal the lane. His momentum scared me and I turned the steering wheel."

She looked quite pitiful.

Zhou Lüchen tugged his lower lip, leaned over, put his hands on her shoulders, grabbed her waist, and easily carried her into his arms.

Shen Jing's unhappiness immediately faded away. Instinctively, she hugged Zhou Lüchen tightly from both sides of his waist, pulling him into a soft ball. Her head accidentally or intentionally rubbed against the man's tight jawline. Her body curled up so much that it looked like It is a harbor to find support.The palm of his hand was pressed tightly against her thin back. Zhou Lvchen lowered his eyes and said in a very soft voice, "Why are you so wronged?"

Zhuang Ming could hear it and walked to the Mercedes-Benz sensibly to look for the driving recorder.

The street lamp is slightly drunk.

Being hugged by Zhou Lüchen, he looked at the top of her head and asked, "Does it hurt anywhere?"

Shen Jing shook her head and said very lowly that it didn't hurt.

She clung to him even tighter, and a faint scent of rose perfume lingered on the tip of her nose. She didn't know where the tenderness came from.

Shen Jing frowned in displeasure, "Where did you come from? How come you have perfume on your body?"

"Xie Qinyang."

He spoke frankly and followed what was good.

Even if he hesitates for a second, he is not Zhou Lüchen.

Shen Jing laughed until she raised her head.

"Lie me, he doesn't use women's fragrance."

The next second, Zhou Luchentang raised her face with his hand. His eyes were very light, "Jealous?"

She pursed her lips tightly.

The jealousy over her was too obvious, Zhou Lüchen whispered with satisfaction, "Be good, I definitely didn't hug you from left to right."

Zhou Lüchen really couldn't remember where the perfume smell came from. He only remembered that he had never touched any girl.

Maybe it was the princess in the private room who rubbed against him when she was pouring out the wine, or maybe she was someone else's female companion.

Damn it, I like her mood swings and her jealousy that shows she really cares.

The subsequent accident was handled by Zhuang Ming. There was no problem with the driving recorder. It was just a McLaren that was arrogant and grabbed the lane, irritating Shen Jing's temper.

Zhou Luchen personally drove her back to Taihe Intermediate Hospital.

As for how to deal with the accident later, Zhou Lvshen told Shen Jing that she saw him leaning on the back garden and answering the phone, lips licking his lips, probably about how to sue the McLaren owner.

After hanging up the phone, he had already discovered Shen Jing's presence and eavesdropping. Zhou Lüchen turned around and pushed her closer with his arm.

Wearing his white shirt and a pair of big slippers under her straight and beautiful legs, her beautiful eyes blinked at him.

"My ex-boyfriend did a great job."

The corners of Zhou Lüchen's lips softened slightly at her compliment.

Shen Jing stood on tiptoes and laughed too.

Let Zhou Lüchen's warm fingers touch the back of her neck.

She didn't remember whether Zhou Lüchen slept last night or caught up on sleep during the day. She raised her head. At this moment, Zhou Lüchen was also looking at her, his eyes were broken.

Tired broken.

She is not stupid.

No matter when he was raised in Yunding or after separation, he was very good to her.

If there is no need for love, regardless of his cynicism in his bones, and regardless of his extravagance, Zhou Lüchen is definitely the best background and partner.

Suddenly I could understand Wei Wenxin's dedication to Mrs. Zhou. If he didn't need his love, why couldn't he, Zhou Lüchen, protect everyone around him and give him the best.

Besides, even the Zhou family doesn't care who he loves, they just need a partner who can accompany him to the top.

The more she looked at him, the softer Shen Jing's heart became, "Well, I asked auntie to cook dinner, do you still want to eat it?"

He held her waist with his palms and accompanied her downstairs.

The downstairs of the villa was empty. She found that Zhou Lüchen didn't have more servants than he could count. Occasionally there were only two or three aunts who had to leave after finishing their work. He loved peace and quiet the most.

Zhou Lüchen sat aside and watched her eat, "Do you like to work overtime?"