Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

Li Qingwen stood in front of the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows of Huayu Building, staring at the busy streets below the building.

After the suspension notice was issued in the system, Huayu’s management seemed to believe that it was she who was behind the scenes and drove Zhou Yongan away.

After all, she was the one who took the lead in the first place.

She didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of her.

When I returned to Jiyue Mansion in the evening and was about to go to bed, I received a call from Zhou Yongan for the first time.

A sense of strangeness instantly crept up the back of his head. Looking at the note "Husband" on the screen, Li Qingwen couldn't help but be stunned. It must have been changed when he saved the phone number last time.

"Are you ready for bed?" Zhou Yongan's voice sounded lazy in the receiver, as sweet and tempting as if he was holding a piece of candy in his mouth.

Li Qingwen said "hmm" while holding the phone, then glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist and saw that the other person had not returned yet.

"Go to the balcony and look at the big moon tonight." His voice was gentle.

As Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the full moon is bright.

Li Qingwen walked to the balcony, the collar of her loose cotton pajamas slightly open, revealing her slender collarbone.

"Where are you?" It was a simple opening line, but only she knew how long she had been weighing it in her mouth.

"Checking on you?" The insolent man spoke in a dissolute tone as usual, but his answer was honest, "I was in Jiangcheng, and when I saw the moon, I thought of you. It was so bright and flawless."

A few minutes ago, Zhou Yongan had just finished a combat meeting with his team. Before he had time to take a shower and clean up, he called her.

The random whispers made Li Qingwen's ears steam uncontrollably, as if the little goblin from last night had entered his body again.

Li Qingwen: "Anything else?"

"Nothing serious." Zhou Yongan's voice was a little naughty, "I just want to hear your voice. I miss you."

The explicit words made Li Qingwen's cheeks slightly hot. She kicked the railing under her feet and murmured, "Don't try this on me."

Zhou Yongan chuckled and changed the subject: "Do you still remember the rules of the Fibonacci sequence?"

"You're not sleeping at night just to ask this?"

His voice was filled with laughter: "When you taught me, I was already a senior in college, right? How come I still know high school math?"

Li Qingwen was not afraid to confess to him: "I learned everything on the spot. I spent my spare time reviewing high school mathematics."

"You took so much effort to teach a fool like me."

Li Qingwen: "...I do this to make money."

Zhou Yongan was just teasing her on purpose.

He said with emotion: "Oh, I didn't expect that I, your husband, would start to earn money for you at that time. Did you get the 20,000 yuan later?"

Hearing him call himself husband, Li Qingwen frowned, fingers on the iron railing in a daze: "Actually, I can teach you for an hour and get 500 yuan, you can do the math yourself."

"What?" Zhou Yongan finally knew the truth. "I told you that you don't look like a gambler. What else did you say? You might work for nothing. Mom is so patient that she even instigated others to cheat her own son."

Li Qingwen still doesn't quite understand why her mother-in-law thought that Zhou Yongan would definitely work hard for her.

"Zhou Yongan, do people like you also feel indebted to others?"

Zhou Yongan felt a little dizzy after hearing this and asked, "What am I like?"

"You grew up with a silver spoon in your mouth. Everyone around you respects you and flatters you. You don't have to look at anyone's face. Even if you do something wrong, at most you will be criticized. No one will really blame you."

For someone like him, why should he be considerate and care about a stranger's time?

Zhou Yongan suddenly felt that Li Qingwen seemed to have misunderstood him. He said quietly, "I admit everything you said, but I am not arrogant. How can I not feel indebted?"

"Li Qingwen, didn't I tell you that I feel quite guilty right now..."

I owe Li Qingwen.

This business trip was urgent, and there were some things he hadn't had time to say, and he didn't want to say them on the phone.

When he returns from Jiangcheng this time, he will confess everything that happened in the past, apologize to Li Qingwen solemnly, and then ask for her forgiveness.

The crickets chirped all around, and when they stopped, the surroundings seemed even quieter. Li Qingwen wrapped his thin pajamas tightly around him and looked up at the moon again.

"Li Qingwen, let's video chat?" Zhou Yongan's voice was gentle and deep.

She was stunned for a moment, not knowing how the experts on the Approaching Science column would analyze Zhou Yongan's behavior tonight. Anyway, at this moment: "I'm going to sleep."

"Then take a selfie and send it to me."

"Dream on." Li Qingwen hung up the phone without hesitation, closed the doors and windows and returned to the room.

In the end, I was still affected by this phone call. I returned to the room and lay on the bed, but my heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

Lao Qian has become Li Qingwen's full-time driver these days.

Li Qingwen initially disagreed because Zhou Yongan's license plate number was either 6 or 8, which was too conspicuous.

But Lao Qian insisted that if she didn't sit, he would lose his job.

The Bentley was parked quietly at the gate of Jiyue Mansion, looking low-key and luxurious in the early morning sun.

Li Qingwen frowned unconsciously, and finally got on the Bentley. But every time, she would ask Lao Qian to park the car at an intersection near the company, and then walk into the company.

He thought that his design was a covert one, but unexpectedly he was caught red-handed.

"Director Wen, why are you getting off here?" Minister Jiang rolled down the window and shouted to Li Qingwen.

Li Qingwen looked back at Lao Qian, and saw that Lao Qian immediately cooperated by pulling down the sun visor, putting on sunglasses, turning on the sprinkler, and scraping the windshield with the wipers.

After a series of operations, the main purpose is to cover up the truth and steal the bell.

"Oh, this road is too congested. It's faster for me to walk there." Li Qingwen said calmly, not wanting to attract too much attention from Jiang Lei.

Seeing that he didn't notice Lao Qian, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

During the daytime work, Jiang Lei suddenly sent her a message: [Director Wen is dating Vice President Zhou? ]

Li Qingwen's heart sank, and he continued to play dead: [? ]

Jiang Lei: [I saw you came to the company in Vice President Zhou’s car these past two days]

It turns out that people had already seen through it.

It turns out that she was the one who had been trying to cover up her mistake. Li Qingwen replied: [It’s not what you think]

Jiang Lei's message came quickly: [Are you guys asleep? ]

……

Those few words were like a thorn that pierced through something like a sense of boundary. Li Qingwen felt vaguely uncomfortable, threw away his phone and did not reply.

The department distributed Mid-Autumn Festival mooncakes in the afternoon. Jiang Lei brought two subordinates to receive the gift boxes. Li Qingwen just happened to see him when he came out of the office.

Jiang Lei followed her pace and chased to the tea room: "I knew I made Director Wen angry. I'm sorry."

"I'm just curious. You've been targeting Vice President Zhou, but you were reported to be dating him. This is ridiculous enough, but I saw you actually sitting in that Bentley these past two days. I'm really confused."

Li Qingwen said coldly, "Just because you are so curious, you can just ask about other people's privacy?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lei extended an invitation: "How about this, let's have dinner together tonight, and I will formally apologize to Director Wen."