Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Zhu Xia tapped the tabletop with her fingertips nonchalantly and said in a calm voice, "Moon, there are many things in life that are more important than love."

Lin Jiayue asked: "For example?"

"Family and ideals."

Zhu Xia paused, then added with a smile: "Friendship is no worse than love."

Lin Jiayue pondered for a while before she understood what she said.

When Zhu Xia was seven years old, she was alone and helpless, so the Song family adopted her and raised her.

The Song family is both her benefactor and her relative.

The premise of all this is that Zhu Xia, as Song Chengyu's fiancée, protects him from disasters and difficulties.

Although Zhu Xia did not believe in metaphysics, he remembered the Song family's kindness.

Lin Jiayue knew that no one could stop Zhu Xia from doing what she didn't want to do. It was common for upper-class families to marry for profit... Two people who got married didn't necessarily love each other.

Zhu Xia is facing a predetermined life and a predetermined dead end.

Lin Jiayue figured out the trick and didn't try to persuade him. She just asked curiously, "If I go to rob the bride, will you come with me?"

Zhu Xia smiled and said, "Of course."

Lin Jiayue snorted and laughed, expressing her satisfaction. She was quiet for two minutes, then suddenly remembered something and said in panic:

"Oh no! I scolded Song Chengyu to his face before for being superstitious and having a bad brain. Do you think he will bear a grudge and never let me see you again?"

"No." Zhu Xia drank another half glass of whiskey, his cheeks flushed like peach blossoms and spring water, and he smiled more often. "I am still very free."

Lin Jiayue saw that her face suddenly looked a little strange, so she poured her a glass of lemon water: "Why did you drink so much?"

Zhu Xia held the water cup in both hands and said clearly: "I was thinking about things while drinking, and I drank a little too much without realizing it."

Lin Jiayue glanced at the two empty wine bottles on the table and glared at her: "Is this one point? It's obviously one hundred million points!"

"Where has Li Baize been for so long?"

Lin Jiayue took out her cell phone from her bag and was about to call Li Baize when she suddenly felt a not-so-heavy force on her shoulder. It was Zhu Xia.

Lin Jiayue reached out and supported Zhu Xia's forehead.

"Forget it. There are only three of us anyway. Let's drink as much as we want."

Zhu Xia would not lose his composure when drunk, and he had good drinking habits. Lin Jiayue was not worried about him getting drunk.

Although she really wanted to see Zhu Xia act crazy when drunk.

Zhu Xia closed her eyes and asked in a steady voice, "How is your work?"

You would never guess she was drunk just by the sound of her voice.

"Still working on the financial channel. I just handed in the interview with He Lianzhou." Lin Jiayue listed them one by one to Zhu Xia. "My colleagues are doing their own things and focusing on themselves. No one is trying to grab the news. They give the signal to leave work at a certain time. Senior Sister Wendy, you remember, she went to a rich man's house to do an interview a few days ago and ran into the rich man's son. The two of them had a spark and fell in love at first sight. Senior Sister Wendy decided to quit her job and get married."

"Quit your job, get married, and become a full-time housewife?" Zhu Xia listened and asked occasionally.

"Most stay-at-home wives in wealthy families are on a dead end. The chances of their husbands having mistresses are very high. Senior Sister Wendy is not stupid. She resigned and took over part of the funds of the wealthy family."

Zhu Xia murmured: "The worker becomes the boss."

The boss, not the boss lady.

It seems that he is not drunk yet.

Lin Jiayue continued, "My boss is still the same. He takes an hour to wash his hands. An hour, it doesn't take that much time to dismember and dissolve a corpse."

Li Baize came back with a bottle of wine in each hand and saw two girls huddled together, one chattering non-stop while the other closed her eyes and listened.

"What's wrong with Sumer? Is he sick?" Li Baize asked Lin Jiayue.

Lin Jiayue glared at him and said fiercely: "It's you who poured so much wine for her?"

Li Baize shrugged and laughed: "I pour the wine, she doesn't have to drink it."

Zhu Xia rubbed his ears and said, "If you keep making noise, my ears will fall off."

"You're not drunk yet." Li Baize put the bottle of wine on the table.

In the four or five years they had known each other, Li Baize had never seen Zhu Xia drunk. In his mind, it was impossible for Zhu Xia to get drunk.

However, the next second, the drunk Zhu Xia frowned and said rudely: "Li Baize, shave your stubble, it's ugly."

Li Baize: “…”

"Is she always like this when she's drunk?" Li Baize thought for a long time and squeezed out a word, "Personal attack."

Zhu Xia leaned back on the comfortable sofa. Lin Jiayue freed her shoulders, spread her hands, and said proudly: "No, Sumer has never attacked me."

Zhu Xia coughed lightly and said to them, "I'm not drunk, I just feel a little dizzy. I'll be fine after a rest."

Lin Jiayue and Li Baize looked at her, both thinking: You are not drunk, are we the ones who are drunk?

Even though they didn't believe Zhu Xia's words, they didn't disturb her.

Lin Jiayue and Li Baize took out their mobile phones and chatted in the "Business Iron Triangle" group.

Sit face to face but chat online.

The bar's private room had never been so quiet before; you could hear a pin drop.

A gentle ring rang, breaking the silence in the room.

Zhu Xia sat up slightly, groping on the sofa. Lin Jiayue reacted, found her phone for her, glanced at the caller ID, and was surprised.

"He Lianzhou." Lin Jiayue said.

Zhu Xia took it without changing her expression and put the phone to her ear. She leaned her head back against the sofa and closed her eyes, the voice was as clear as ever.

"Where's my pen?"

The man on the other end of the phone paused for two seconds and asked, "Where are you?"

He took her things away for no apparent reason, and when he asked her to return them, he didn't get a reply. Now he's asking where she is.

Feeling unhappy, Zhu Xia frowned and said coldly, "Where I am has nothing to do with you. You just need to tell me when to return the pen."

Li Baize's pupils dilated.

Lin Jiayue was also a little bit unbelievable.

Zhu Xia rarely gets angry, or rather, he has hardly ever gotten angry...it seems that the matter is very serious.

She said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone and then hung up.

Putting down his phone, Zhu Xia returned to his drunken, smiling face.

Lin Jiayue and Li Baize didn't care about this little episode. Zhu Xia spoke clearly and her movements were not shaky. They asked her to take a rest before sending her back.

Half an hour later, someone came to the box.

The man who fell from the sky was tall, his dark grey shirt was ironed and straight, his features were superior, and his black eyes were cold and distant.

Lin Jiayue felt a chill down her spine and asked in a daze, "Mr. He?"

He Lianzhou looked around the room, locked his deep gaze on Zhu Xia who was sitting on the sofa, and strode towards her.

Zhu Xia saw someone coming over, so he supported himself on the sofa with both hands and struggled to sit up.

She sat up straight and the man had already walked up to her.

The light was blinding, and Zhu Xia couldn't see the man's appearance clearly. She only felt that he was holding her arm with great strength...

She reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him closer, and when she smelled the strong scent of each other, they were only a few centimeters apart.

Zhu Xia slowed down her breathing, and the next second, she kissed his lips accurately.