Depressed wife runs with the ball

"Yeah, very familiar." They were indeed very familiar with each other, having known each other since college.

"So familiar with him that you know where he lives?"

"Well, his parents know me, although they have never met me." Speaking of which, Ji Yan should be considered one of her friends.

The car still had the same reassuring smell of cedar. Chu Yue sat in the back seat, thinking of that person just now. Her eyebrows knitted slightly, and she asked, "Mr. Zhou, was that your friend just now?"

"Well, he's just saying that. Don't take it to heart." Zhou Xingzhi observed her reaction through the rearview mirror.

There aren't many changes, and it feels distant and indifferent.

The car drove through a busy section of the city, and street lights flashed outside the window, flowing like paint, or like a brush passing by, leaving a touch of color.

After arriving at Ji Yan's home and sending him to his parents, he realized the girl was Chu Yue and wanted to invite her home for a chat. Then, he saw a tall, handsome young man in a smart grey suit standing next to her, exuding a sense of righteousness. He understood why his son couldn't catch up with this Chu Yue. After thanking her, he didn't want to stay any longer.

The two of them went downstairs, and Zhou Xingzhi drove her to Cuiyuan. Downstairs in the residential complex, she got out of the car to thank him and was about to go upstairs when Zhou Xingzhi suddenly said, "Do you still have that tea from last time?"

Chu Yue looked at the watch. It was already past ten o'clock. If he drank more tea, he might not be able to sleep at night.

"I'll have Ji Yan bring it to you another day." She turned and walked into the residential complex. The old man at the security booth muttered to himself, "You want some tea so late at night?"

After the project contract was signed, the studio became busy. Everyone had a lot of materials to deal with. Chu Yue also had no time and was trapped in that office every day to make drawings.

In the entire firm, Ji Yan was the only one who had the least time. He would occasionally visit Chu Yue's office to harass her and chat about trivial matters.

When she saw him coming in with his teacup, a small covered bowl, and a pot of hot water that day, she remembered something.

"What kind of tea did you make?" She looked up, pinched the bridge of her nose with her hand, and slowly closed her eyes that had been staring at the screen for too long.

"Shoumei, can I get you a cup?"

It was rare for her to ask. I guess she must have bought some good tea.

"Shoumei..." It seemed like someone asked her for it, but she couldn't quite remember.

Ji Yan brought her a ceramic teacup and sat opposite her to make tea alone. The aroma of tangerine peel and white tea wafted over, and she finally remembered that Zhou Xingzhi seemed to have mentioned it two months ago.

After so long, he probably wouldn't take this little gift to heart. So he just forgot about it. Since he didn't mention it, she just forgot about it.

After an advertisement design is completed, it has to be reported to Xinghui several times. Everyone is tired, and Chu Yue occasionally has to follow the team to see the client.

Although she frequented the Xinghui Building, she rarely saw Zhou Xingzhi. Without him, she felt more at ease.

While still in a meeting on the 11th floor of the Xinghui Building, she received a WeChat message from Guo Tongchu: [I'm flying back to China today, landing at 7:30 PM.]

[Then I’ll pick you up.] She replied quickly. On her WeChat, this senior brother was pinned to the top.

[I'll let you know once I land.]

[good. ]

After replying to the text, she found a cute emoticon package and sent it over.

Putting down her phone, Li Xiaosu from the office was still giving a lengthy report. Sitting near the door, no one was paying attention to her. She pulled out her old iPad and started drawing.

After the meeting, people walked out of the conference room in twos and threes. Ji Yan saw her iPad and looked disgusted. He suggested: "Change it to an iPad. Come on, I'll take you to buy one."

"No, this one is still usable. I need to go to the airport, you guys go back first." She saved the half-finished drawing and put it back into her canvas bag. She looked at her watch. It was the rush hour for people getting off work at this time. Even if she squeezed through, it would take almost two hours.

She sent a WeChat message to Guo Tongchu: [I might be late.]

no reply.

She squeezed onto the crowded subway. She had a headache. She had been in meetings all day, which was boring and a waste of time.

At the international arrivals gate, it was nearly eight o'clock, and she still hadn't received a reply from Guo Tongchu on WeChat. But she had already seen that figure, holding the hand of a girl, eyes full of tenderness.

She hid where they couldn't see her. Her hands holding the computer bag were clenched red, and she couldn't remember how many times this had happened.

My head hurts even more. I shouldn't have come in the first place. Zhou Xingzhi and Guo Tongchu were on the same flight. He was in business class. Coming out of the VIP channel, he accidentally caught a glimpse of this figure and stared at the two people with a look of dejection. Did he really like her that much?

My heart was filled with sadness, my brows drooped, and I walked to the parking lot, got in the car and went back to the company.

Not having picked up Guo Tongchu, she took the subway back. There was a black Maybach parked under the banyan tree opposite the community, which was quite conspicuous. Chu Yue didn't notice it and walked straight into the community. As she stepped into the gate, her phone rang and the caller ID showed Zhou Xingzhi.

"Hello, Ms. Zhou." It's almost ten o'clock now. It's impossible to ask her to change the picture, right?

"I'm downstairs from your house." His voice was a little tired, but still as rational and calm as usual.

"..." Looking back across the street, a man got out of the black Maybach. He had distinct facial features, a tall stature, and strong lines. Who else could it be but Zhou Xingzhi?

Chu Yue was a little nervous for no reason, and her breathing changed subtly. He walked towards her carrying a bag.

"Mr. Zhou, long time no see." She greeted him out of politeness.

"Yeah." He didn't look at her, but went upstairs. Chu Yue quickly followed him.

She pressed her fingerprint, and with a click, the door opened. She stood at the entrance, her eyes once again fixed on his leather shoes. She had never thought he would appear here a second time, and naturally, she had never thought of preparing slippers for him.

"I brought my own." He pulled a pair of disposable slippers from his briefcase.

Chu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had really prepared slippers.

"I prepared in a hurry for this business trip, so I'll bring another pair next time," he added.

next time?

"Uh... Mr. Zhou, is there something you want to talk to me about?" She put on her slippers and quickly glanced at the living room. It wasn't too messy and no privacy was exposed, so she felt relieved.

"Let's eat." He carried the paper bag to the dining table and laid out the contents one by one.

Eating at this time? Going to her house just to have a meal with her? Chu Yue was puzzled. How could this person... not have any sense of boundaries?

"I didn't receive the tea you mentioned last time." He sat down to eat and motioned for her to join him.

It turned out that he was asking for tea. Her guard relaxed and she looked for tea on the shelf next to her, but there was only one unopened cake left.

She didn't clean up and sat down to eat. "Actually, it's quite rude to just go into someone else's house," she muttered. This house used to be her exclusive territory, but now it was stained with the scent of strangers. She didn't like this feeling and felt a little anxious.

"Guo Tongchu has a girlfriend, and Ji Yan also has a girlfriend." He blurted out this sentence for no reason, staring at the person sitting opposite him who was eating with his head down.

"Mr. Zhou, isn't there?"

Is it strange that these two people have girlfriends? She knew it, but what he said was very strange. What does it have to do with him if they have girlfriends?

Hearing this, the person on the other end was stunned at first. So she knew about this, then found it amusing. She knew he had a girlfriend, yet she went out of her way to pick him up and send him home. It turned out it was just a way for her to maintain an ambiguous relationship with him. She had thought she was as aloof and noble as she looked, but in fact, she was no better than those women who directly clung to the powerful.

The food suddenly became tasteless, and he no longer had an appetite. He put down his chopsticks and replied angrily, "No."

Chu Yue found it amusing. This statement was probably meant to coax young girls. A new upstart like this in Qiancheng could attract a large crowd of girls lining up without even opening his mouth. Did he think she was that kind of girl, too? Wealthy second-generations were all so confident? This was very similar to Shen Yaolin.

She nodded slightly and said politely, "Mr. Zhou must have high standards and would not easily be in the eyes of others."

"I'm full. It's too late, I'm going back first." Zhou Xingzhi didn't want to stay any longer and stood up to leave. Chu Yue also stood up to see him off, not trying to keep him.