The screen curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed, they were closed on both sides, and the moonlight easily poured in through the glass, smearing the ground with silvery white. Half of Zhang Jinting's body was bathed in the moonlight, but his head and face were hidden in the darkness. He didn't know how much he drank. , The strong smell of alcohol rushes to the nose.

Zhang Zijin went to the kitchen to pour a cup of hot water and held it in his hand. He sat opposite Zhang Jinting, staring at him blankly, a little sloppy. These two words, before, Zhang Zijin would never be associated with Zhang Jinting. He was always glamorous and graceful. Pian Pian, always dressed neatly and cleanly, but at this time his suit jacket fell to the ground, his shirt was a little crumpled, his tie was missing, his sleeves were rolled up, and the hem of his shirt came out of his trousers. He was lying on his back with his hands in his arms Lift it up and stick it on his forehead, covering his eyes, Ji Qing can only see his straight nose and tight lip line.

The rare slovenliness has reduced a little coldness, and it is a bit unspeakably sexy.This man probably won't look ugly when his hair is white.

Zhang Zijin looked at him for a long time, until the water in the glass was a little cold before he came back to his senses, stood up and walked in, took out the blanket from inside, shook it off, and gently covered Zhang Jinting.

When she turned around to go back, Zhang Jinting didn't notice that Zhang Jinting's eyes suddenly opened in the dark, and they were very bright. Zhang Jinting didn't intend to test out. After a few bottles of Erwotou, both of them were a little drunk, but very happy.

Getting in the car, Zhang Jinting told the driver the address of the nursing home without even thinking about it. In his subconscious mind, no matter how many or big houses there are, there is no place for Zhang Zijin, nor is it his home.

He entered the door lightly, without alarming Zhang's father and Zhang Zijin, but directly fell on the sofa and took a few deep breaths. He always felt that even the air here smelled like his wife, which made him feel very at ease.

He did fall asleep at the beginning, but he woke up when Zhang Zijin came out, and he just looked at his wife who stared at him stupidly for so long, with that kind of focused gaze, that kind of affection that can almost be called uncontrollable. , It really pleased Zhang Jinting, and it also made him hang his heart these days, completely put it in his stomach.

Seeing his daughter-in-law carefully cover him with a blanket like a thief, Zhang Jinting wished to hold his wife in her arms and kiss her enough, but Zhang Jinting held back, the problem between him and her daughter-in-law seemed to be It hasn't been resolved yet, anyway, the future is long, as long as he is sure that his wife still has him in her heart, and only him, it is enough for him to sleep peacefully...

Zhang Zijin feels that Zhang Jinting's recent behavior is quite strange. If there was a sense of distance before, this sense of distance is rapidly disappearing now.

He got off work on time almost every day, and came here directly after get off work, played chess and chatted with his father, and had dinner by the way, and after dinner, he would always find various inexplicable excuses to stay overnight.

Zhang Zijin felt at first that this guy must have bad intentions, because he looked at him with a dark fire beating faintly, but he only slept on the sofa in the living room for two nights, and Zhang's father couldn't bear to tell her: "Anyway The guest room is idle, why not let Zhang Jinting live in it first, he is so tired from working during the day, and he can’t rest well at night, after a long time, his body will collapse.”

Zhang Zijin rolled his eyes: "Didn't you tell me to divorce him? When did you care so much about someone who has nothing to do with you?"

Father Zhang was at a loss for words, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Anyway, my body is broken, and some people feel distressed. Why should I be in a hurry?"

Zhang Zijin was not bad for a while, but after thinking about it, he realized that Zhang Jinting had already entered the room.

Zhang Zijin sighed slightly: "Zhang Jinting, let's get divorced!"

Zhang Jinting frowned slightly, and looked up at her: "What do you want to say?"

Zhang Zijin looked at him for a few seconds, looked away, and said in a low voice: "Zhang Jinting, you don't need this. I am already satisfied with the alimony you gave, and I don't need anything else."

The expression on Zhang Jinting's face disappeared in an instant, and he gritted his teeth. This woman's duplicity has become a habit, and she is so stubborn that it makes people angry. The best thing is to pour cold water and destroy the atmosphere.

It only took a few seconds for Zhang Jinting to get angry, and the image of his wife helping him cover the blanket that night suddenly flashed across his mind, and the little bit of anger disappeared without a trace.

Feng Jincheng raised his hand to hold Zhang Zijin's face, looked at it for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and the corners of his eyes raised a little playfully: "Why? I'm afraid I will waste you here, hindering the search for a second love?"

Zhang Zijin pulled his hand down, holding his breath and said: "I think you know very well that I have never been an obstacle, who can resist the charm of the majestic Young Master Zhang."

Zhang Jinting suddenly laughed lowly: "Zhang Zijin, if you are like this, I will understand it as jealousy..."

"Jealous?" Zhang Zijin stood up and looked down at Zhang Jinting from top to bottom: "I can't be jealous, Zhang Jinting, even when I was your wife, Zhang was not jealous of your famous scandals, let alone we are divorced now Now, whoever you want to find, whoever you like to flirt with, has nothing to do with me."

After Zhang Zijin's words came out, she immediately regretted it. These words sounded sour and jealous no matter what. Zhang Zijin sat down slowly and pressed her forehead. She didn't speak for a long time, but her hand was taken away by Zhang Jinting. And holding it in his hand, he still maintained his original posture, while the other hand held her chin and lifted it slightly.

Zhang Zijin was forced to look at him. His pupils were darker than ordinary people, and looked more profound and unfathomable, like a dark bottomless pool. Once he fell into it, it would instantly sink. A little confused: "Zhang Zijin, did some of my previous behaviors misunderstand you..."

Before Zhang Jinting finished speaking, he was interrupted by the doorbell. Zhang Zijin glanced at him, stood up and went to open the door. When he opened the door, he couldn't help being startled: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yichen was in a bit of a panic outside the door, his whole body was dusty, he was limping, and was being supported by a woman next to him, Zhang Yichen waved his hand: "It's okay, I just fell down."
Only then did Zhang Zijin seriously look at the woman next to her. She looked over 40 and had short hair, but it was well maintained. The cheongsam was more or less covered with dust, but it did not damage her temperament at all.

Zhang Jinting came over to help Zhang's dad into the room and sat down. The woman stood outside the door and said, "I won't go in. Be more careful in the future. I'll go first..." Then, before Zhang Zijin could say anything, she turned around and walked away. After leaving, Zhang Zijin chased him out without catching up.

Zhang Zijin came back, sat next to his father and asked, "Where did you go for a walk, why did you fall?"

Zhang Yichen touched his legs: "This man is old, and his legs and feet just don't keep up. Today, I was strolling by the river for a while, and two little girls hit a tree with their badminton balls. I looked at the little girls with pitiful eyes." Son, I went up and thought about giving the little girl enough to get down, but I didn't expect that I fell down when I stepped on the air."

Zhang Zijin couldn't help complaining: "How old are you? It's just a badminton. What should I do if I throw you badly later?"

Zhang Yichen smiled, his eyes darkened.

Seeing Zhang's father walking slowly into the room, Zhang Jinting said: "You know how to be stubborn with me, you and Dad are the only ones at home, if there is a mistake, you don't even have a helper, why don't you hire a nanny! You can take a picture You can also take a picture of Dad Zhang."

Zhang Zijin glanced at him: "In the final analysis, this is my family's business and has nothing to do with you." After speaking, he looked up at his watch: "Should you go?"

The good atmosphere just now was gone, Zhang Jinting was blocked for a while, Zhang Zijin had already entered the master bedroom and closed the door, Zhang Jinting couldn't help smiling bitterly, Zhang Zijin was stubborn, he could really be stubborn, and he could also be angry to death.

The phone rang twice, Zhang Jinting glanced at it, it was Feng Ling, and picked it up, Feng Ling's voice came from the other end of the microphone: "Zhang Jinting, where have you been? Don't you have an appointment to play golf today? It's almost noon, and I haven't even seen your shadow, I don't want to let my buddies dove, it's so embarrassing."

Zhang Jinting just remembered that it seems that he has booked to play with Feng Ling today. Zhang Jinting thought about it for a while, thinking about putting aside his face and asking his buddies for advice and experience. Why is it that his wife is so troublesome? The daughter-in-law was a little loose, but after a while, she looked coldly...

Sitting under the umbrella, Zhang Jinting looked at the blue sky, white clouds and green grass in the distance. His mood couldn't get better. There was always a lingering haze in his heart. Feng Ling glanced at him, took a sip of wine, and smiled. He said: "What's the matter? Your daughter-in-law hasn't figured it out yet. Didn't you get rid of the biggest rival in love? There's nothing to worry about, but I really can't see it. Zhang Zijin and Zhang Nanchen, tsk tsk tsk It doesn't seem to be the same way at all, so why do you see each other?"

Seeing that Zhang Jinting's face was a little dark, he hurriedly said, "I'm amazed at the charm of your wife, who can make a man like Zhang Nanchen never forget her, and even doesn't care about her divorce. Zhang Jinting, don't you think Zhang Nanchen's realm is beyond the reach of ordinary men? , at least, I'm afraid you and I will never reach it, especially when he is still an adult, Zhang Nanchen is an admirable gentleman.

"Gentleman?" Although the previous suspicions with Zhang Nanchen had been cleared up, Zhang Jinting still couldn't stop his sourness from rising: "He knows that my wife doesn't care about him."

Feng Ling couldn't help being amused: "Your daughter-in-law really cares about you. You can't see it, you can't touch it, and you can't rely on the former son after seeing the five accumulations that you hold back all day and night, but you two have lovers and concubines. Poor What are you fussing about? It’s just looking for trouble.”

Zhang Jinting was silent for a while and said hesitantly: "Feng Ling, do you think my wife is still brooding over my old debts, so she has endless disagreements with me?"

Feng Ling thought for a while: "It's probably because women love to hold grudges the most. If my family, Qingchun, would have divorced me long ago and marry you, would that be a good idea?"

Zhang Jinting frowned: "After getting married, it was all entertainment. To be honest, nothing real happened. It was all written in the newspapers."

Feng Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a smile: "Zhang Jinting, you are such a smart person, why are you so stupid, what are you explaining to me, go back and tell your wife!"

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