Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

"Doctor Zhu, your boyfriend is waiting for you to get off work at the nurses' station!"

Zhu Xia: “?”

After the young nurse finished yelling, she immediately left with a gloating smile.

In the hospital, although Dr. Zhu is serious, she has a good personality and will laugh off any joke that is not too excessive.

Zhu Xia walked to the nurses' station. The nurse on duty called out "Doctor Zhu" when she saw her and pointed in a direction:

"Someone wants to see you. He's been here for ten minutes."

Zhu Xia looked in the direction she pointed.

A man was leaning lazily against the wall diagonally opposite, his legs casually crossed, his head slightly lowered, the dark hair on his forehead obscured his eyes, and he was twirling the car key ring in his hand boredly.

Zhu Xia was stunned.

I probably knew it last night, and now I don't feel any big deal.

The pouring motion was smooth and perfect, something she had seen countless times in London bars.

When Zhu Xia walked towards the man, the other party also raised his eyelids and spoke in a lazy voice.

"Daughter."

"Old man, are you here to check my brain?" Zhu Xia greeted the patient.

You Feng sneered and said disdainfully: "It's like a toad looking at my brain. I don't even know how to do that."

Zhu Xia was used to it and asked, "Why are you in the harbor and living across from me?"

You Feng had sent something to Zhu Xia before and knew her address. It was definitely not a "coincidence" that they lived across the street from each other.

It’s just that Lin Jiayue said that the new neighbor was a cold and handsome guy, and she couldn’t associate him with a madman for a moment.

After all, the lunatic she knew was arrogant and lazy.

Walking out of the hospital building, You Feng raised his chin and pointed to the Ferrari SUV parked on the side of the road.

Zhu Xia got in the car and fastened her seat belt. You Feng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, handed her a sealed leather document bag.

"All the information about Zheng Tianyou is here."

"So, you came to the port just to deliver the documents to me?" The document was very thick and heavy in his hand.

You Feng said seriously: "No?"

"Okay." Zhu Xia said perfunctorily.

She didn't believe it.

There must be other reasons.

What could make a madman run away?

You Feng started the engine and drove away from the hospital.

Zhu Xia pondered for a moment, and without raising his head, he said, "You returned to the country, not to the capital, but to Hong Kong instead. You must not want to be found."

You Feng didn't say anything.

Zhu Xia tilted his head and said thoughtfully, "You don't want to be found by your ex-wife, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, You Feng slammed on the brakes.

Due to inertia, Zhu Xia leaned forward and almost hit his head.

She shouldn't have taken his car. Nothing is good for free.

"What does Shang Qiao want to see you about?" Zhu Xia was curious.

You Feng glanced at her lazily, looking outward. There was a red light at the intersection ahead.

He opened the storage box, took out a pack of cigarettes, took a cigarette and held it between his fingertips, and said nonchalantly, "Ex-husband, ex-wife, it's just that."

"Did she find out that you were running with the ball?" Zhu Xia asked in a serious tone.

You Feng paused while lighting his cigarette, and looked her up and down, his eyes clearly saying: Don't tell anyone else that you are my daughter when you go out.

"This year marks the seventh anniversary of your divorce. There's the seven-year itch when you're together, but there's also the itch when you're apart, right? Otherwise why would Shang Qiao come back to you?" Zhu Xia said to herself, "Could it be that she came to give you a wedding invitation? Your ex-wife got married, but the groom wasn't me. You were heartbroken, so you decided to travel to ease your heart."

You Feng looked at the little girl with a peaceful face sitting in the passenger seat and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't talk about me."

He looked at Zhu Xiaxu carefully and concluded with great certainty: "You are hanging out with Boss He again."

Zhu Xia: “…”

"You are the one who wants to hang out with your ex-wife. Don't put the blame on me." She said calmly.

"When I first met you, you were very cold and aloof, and I thought that was your true nature." Smoke rolled out of You Feng's throat, and mist diffused out from the open car window, making the shadows hazy.

"But after seeing how you were in front of Boss He, I realized that this little girl was so different."

"Pretending." Zhu Xia spat out two words.

You Feng's eyebrows were drooping, his eyes lazily fell on her profile, but his words were unusually serious.

"You understand the truth better than me. If you really want to get back together, you have to find the boundary and withdraw in time. Don't make the same mistake again."

"I'm just bored and want to find someone to entertain myself with. It's not that serious." Zhu Xia said calmly.

Red light turns green.

You Feng put out his cigarette and started the car again. The breeze blew his hair into a mess, but his dark eyes were calm.

"Have you ever thought about whether you were with Boss He because you wanted to have a relationship, or whether you wanted to have a relationship because he was your boss? Did you have the idea of ​​having a relationship before you met him, or after you met him?"

And now, are you looking for him to entertain yourself because you are bored, or are you looking for him to entertain yourself because he is the one?

Zhu Xia said nothing.

After a long while, she finally spoke slowly: "No matter what the situation is, it's better than you. The man who is scared away by his ex-wife is the most cowardly."

You Feng sneered, his expression wild and arrogant: "Will I be scared away by her? It's more likely that she will see me wandering around."

"Did you meet Shang Qiao in Germany?" Zhu Xia asked.

This time the madman didn't reply immediately. Zhu Xia understood and looked at him in disbelief:

"You are Shang Qiao's gigolo, using your body to exchange for information about Zheng Tianyou?"

You Feng: “…”

Zhu Xia studied his indescribable expression and realized that she was getting closer and closer to the answer.

"Shang Qiao will definitely not remarry you."

You Feng sneered: "How do you know it won't happen?"

"Because I have eyes." Zhu Xia said.

You Feng scraped his cheek with the tip of his tongue and lightly gritted his teeth. "Your eyes are now on Boss He. Does it make any difference if they are or not?"

"Women like men who are good-looking and powerful."

"Ah."

Why don’t you just say you like Boss He?

Zhu Xia added: "I have heard a rumor about Shang Qiao."

"What rumor?" You Feng glanced at her.

"She plans to have a baby within two years." Zhu Xia tilted her head, her eyes clear. "I guess she came to you because she wants to have a baby."

The madman hid because Shang Qiao left his father and kept his son.

Seven years after the divorce, the ex-wife came to his house and the first thing she said was, "I want to have children with you." Before he could react, she said, "I just want children."

It would be strange if a madman was not crazy.

The corners of You Feng's mouth twitched, his jaw clenched, and his unhappiness was almost written on his face.

Zhu Xia, who guessed the correct answer, was in a good mood, with a happy smile on his face.

She untied the leather seal and took a quick glance. Her eyes suddenly froze and her voice became slightly cold:

"Zheng Tianyou is dead?"

"He was bullied in prison and was killed by other prisoners." You Feng said seriously.

"Who set him up?"

"He Wensheng."

"He Wensheng?" Zhu Xia was puzzled.

You Feng said, "He Wensheng, Boss He's half brother, is only less than a month younger than him."