Depressed wife runs with the ball

Zhou Xingzhi's eyes flashed with a complex emotion as he walked out of the elevator and waited for her. Chu Yue followed him out. Shen Yaolin said on the phone, "Yueyue, I heard you were working overtime in the Xinghui Building. I happened to be passing by. Are you off work? I'll take you home."

"What does my overtime have to do with you? Besides, I've already gone home. Wouldn't it be better for you to go home and spend time with your wife?" After saying that, he hung up the phone angrily, blocked the number, and pressed the elevator button.

"I'll take you back. If you go up at this time, he might be at the door of the building." Zhou Xingzhi spoke again, but this time there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

Chu Yue's wrist was red from being squeezed by the computer bag. She sighed, took off the computer bag, looked up and said to him, "Trouble you, Mr. Zhou."

The black Magotan stopped at the elevator exit. The driver rolled down the window. Zhou Xingzhi got up and got into the passenger seat. He said to the driver, "Send Miss Chu home first."

The driver replied, "I understand," and looked at Chu Yue, who was sitting in the back seat, and took a quick look. Chu Yue gave her address: "Cuiyuan, please excuse me, driver."

Zhou Xingzhi nodded and signaled the driver to drive.

The air conditioner in the car was on at the right temperature, and the pleasant scent of sandalwood and cedar wafted into his nose. The comfortable leather and wide-spaced seats instantly relaxed the fatigue of the day. Chu Yue leaned against the car window, closed his eyes, and clenched his wrists, which were red from being strangled.

Zhou Xingzhi looked through the rearview mirror and wanted to ask about work, but in the end he didn't ask.

As they were almost there, Chu Yue looked up from the car window, packed her things, and prepared to get out. As soon as the driver parked the car, she opened the door, got out, thanked him, and disappeared through the gate of the community.

When he got off work on Friday, Chu Yue dragged his tired body downstairs, swiped his card and walked out of the gate, and threw the work badge that said "outsourced" into the denim canvas bag he had been carrying since graduation.

In the lobby on the first floor of Xinghui, he was surprised to find Guo Tongchu sitting on the guest sofa. His eyes lit up and he ran over, shouting, "Brother, are you back from your business trip?"

When Guo Tongchu heard this, he looked up and saw this junior sister, then glanced at the girl next to him, and replied awkwardly: "Yueyue, why are you here?"

"The firm has a project here, and I came here to help. Have you eaten? Let's eat together, I'll treat you." She was full of anticipation and didn't notice Zhou Xingzhi walking into the building from outside, his eyes drifting coldly towards her.

"Uh... I have something to do with my colleagues and have to work overtime. You..." He stood up awkwardly. The girl sitting on the sofa quietly pulled his shirt from behind and looked up at him.

"Oh, then you guys go ahead and get busy. I'll wait for you here." Chu Yue said, and wanted to sit on the sofa opposite to wait for him. The girl was sharp-eyed and noticed Zhou Xingzhi passing by. She tugged at Guo Tongchu's clothes and whispered to him, "Hey, Mr. Zhou is back. Say hello."

Guo Tongchu didn't have time to care about her. He walked up to Zhou Xingzhi and greeted him: "Mr. Zhou, I am Guo Tongchu from Zhiwei Architectural Design Institute, a construction company under Xinghui. This is my colleague Zhang Xiaohui." He then handed over his business card.

Chu Yue also stood up from the sofa, watching the three people from a distance. Zhou Xingzhi glanced at the business card, his eyes quietly falling on the two people's feet. The girl was wearing Valentino stilettos and a black leather skirt from MOCO, and she was leaning on Guo Tongchu with her toes up to her knees.

He looked up past the two of them, looked at Chu Yue standing in the distance, and asked, "Do you two know each other?"

Guo Tongchu looked behind him, nodded slightly, and said, "Senior Brother and Sister." Chu Yue saw him looking at her and smiled at him, the smile reaching her eyes, as if she was expecting something.

Zhou Xingzhi nodded without saying anything. Suddenly, he remembered a previous overseas project of Zhiwei Design Institute and praised it, "The Monaco project was well completed."

The two were overjoyed to hear the compliment. Guo Tongchu humbly thanked him and said, "I recently received a project for Yueya Bay, so I came to talk to Mr. Zhang."

"Well. I have a meeting, so excuse me." Zhou Xingzhi didn't want to talk any more and went to the elevator.

Guo Tongchu took Zhang Xiaohui and introduced her to Chu Yue, saying, "Yueyue, this is my girlfriend, Xiaohui. We might have to work overtime until very late, so you don't have to wait for us. Go back first. I'll talk to you another day."

Chu Yue was like a deflated ball, his eyes filled with disappointment, but then he smiled again and said, "Okay, you guys go ahead and do your work, I won't disturb you."

After leaving Xinghui and walking to the subway station, she was still recalling the appearance of Zhang Xiaohui. She was dressed brightly and beautifully, with a round face and a sweet smile. She was completely different from her cold and dull appearance.

After so many years of secret love, she has long been accustomed to the different girls coming and going around this senior brother. Even though she is full of expectations every time, it always ends in disappointment.

Today was Friday, and tomorrow was the weekend. She had stayed up all night painting in the living room and didn't go to bed until after 6 a.m. She didn't know how long she'd slept when she was woken by the ringing of the phone. Unable to open her eyes, she simply answered the call by muscle memory, uttering a nasal, "Hello."

A male voice came from the phone: "Sorry to disturb your rest, I want you to come over and change the plan."

"It's the weekend."

"I need it urgently, so I'm sorry to bother you to come over." The person on the other end of the phone remained polite.

"Old Ji, you're looking for Sister Jianing. Didn't I tell you not to call me on weekends?" Chu Yue was a little impatient. She turned over and the phone fell from her face onto the bed. She picked it up and hung it on her other ear.

"I am Zhou Xingzhi." The other party emphasized.

"Zhou what?" She didn't hear clearly.

"Zhou Xingzhi of Xinghui."

She was obviously stunned, opened her eyes, sat up suddenly, looked around, and then apologized to the person on the phone: "Uh... Excuse me, Mr. Zhou, what did you just say?"

"I need you to come over and revise the plan. The design may also need some minor adjustments."

Chu Yue covered one eye with his left hand, held the phone in his right hand, closed his eyes, and exhaled a long breath through his nostrils. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "If you have anything to change, please send it to me. We can communicate online."

"I'm afraid it's hard to explain the changes online. You'd better come to my office for face-to-face communication." This was said without question, and the tone was a bit firm.

Being called in to revise a drawing on a weekend was such bad luck. Chu Yue hung up the phone, got up, washed his face, brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, took his sketchpad and computer, and headed out, his whole body emitting a sense of resentment.

After reporting in at the lobby on the first floor, she took the elevator to the top floor. There was no light in the corridor, only the last office was on. She looked at her watch and saw it was already past 12 o'clock. She felt a little annoyed and thought she should have had a meal and a cup of coffee downstairs before coming up.

The door to the CEO's office was ajar, and she couldn't hear any sound from inside. She stood at the door, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door. Zhou Xingzhi's voice came from inside: "Come in."

She pushed the door open and walked in, standing about seven or eight steps away from him, holding her computer bag to her knees, and greeted him, "Mr. Zhou."

He looked up at her, his eyes flickering. He suddenly remembered the figure he had seen in the studio when he visited the Art Academy before, and asked, "Designer Chu, which school did you graduate from?"

"CAFA." Chu Yue felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. Now he just felt that the client in front of him had the face of a capitalist.

"postgraduate?"

She nodded. This capitalist was probably testing whether she was qualified to design for their company, and the requirements were quite high.

"I think I've heard of it." He nodded and spoke vaguely. He stood up and pointed to the guest chair opposite the desk and continued, "Sit down. Sorry to disturb your weekend rest."

Chu Yue sat down across from him and pulled out her laptop. To be honest, her laptop was still a bit heavy. It ran Windows and she wasn't used to Macs, so the graphics requirements couldn't be too low, so it was quite heavy. She also hated carrying her laptop around.

Waiting for the phone to turn on, she covered her mouth with her left hand, thought about it, and stood up again, ready to go downstairs for a cup of coffee and a piece of cake before coming back up. She began to explain, "I'm going downstairs to buy a cup of coffee, do you need one?"

"It's in the tea room. I'll get it for you." His eyes were dim, as if he was negotiating.

"Thank you." Chu Yue was a little unhappy, but couldn't get angry.