After rebirth, I cut off my love brain sister and want to be the queen

My proposal was directly rejected by Zhou Minghe, so I didn't mention it again. After get off work, I took the subway back on time.

This is a new route I discovered. It only takes a few minutes to walk from the subway to Zhou Minghe’s large flat.

I went home first, opened the refrigerator, and took out the ingredients to cook dinner. The morning sickness I had some time ago prevented me from smelling cooking fumes for too long, but it’s been almost four months and the morning sickness has eased a little.

I sent a text message to Zhou Minghe, asking him if he would come back for dinner. Zhou Minghe said no because he had an appointment in the evening.

Have a date?

These two words are inexplicably ambiguous.

Before, when he said he couldn’t come back, he would either say he had something to do, or he had an engagement, or he would specify who he was going to meet and whether it was work-related.

But just now, he only replied with four words: I have an appointment in the evening.

As a woman, my sixth sense is used for suspicion. I stood by the refrigerator for a while and felt a little ridiculous.

Zhou Minghe is just pretending to be my boyfriend. This kind of relationship is fragile and can disappear at any time. How can I control him?

Forget it, even if Zhou Minghe doesn’t come back to sleep tonight, it’s not something I should worry about.

Zhou Minghe really didn't come back all night. I received a notice in the morning asking me to be at the company at nine o'clock and take a bus to the airport.

This business trip was booked for three days, so I only carried one suitcase. There were six people on the trip, two bosses with an assistant each, and two senior executives of the company, one was Indian and the other was from Fujian. The Indian worked very hard when I heard that his wife had given birth to four children. The Fujian man had two families, which was no secret in the company. He would coax his wife in Fujian dialect and his lover in English, and he could do both with ease.

Because I have seen the two sides of these men, I seem to have even less confidence in marriage.

How long can a man's love last?

The car the company sent to the airport was a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle. Shao Yanye raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Why hasn't Minghe come yet? He's almost missed the plane."

Only then did I realize that I didn't see Zhou Minghe. He didn't come home last night and might still be in the arms of some woman.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly felt heavy for no reason. Damn, I'm still jealous.

However, although I feel sad, I will not show it on my face, and I will not give Zhou Minghe a cold look. I will use my actions to prove that he is free.

The charcoal-black Lamborghini let out a low roar, spun its tail, and stopped on the side of the road. Zhou Minghe got out of the car, tossed the keys directly to He Zhuo, then took the documents He Zhuo had prepared and said to Shao Yanye, "Let's go. Time is running out."

Everyone got on the bus quickly. I sat in the back seat and Zhou Minghe sat next to me. I looked at him and he seemed to be sleep deprived. There was a trace of red bloodshot in his narrow black eyes, and there was a blue spot under his eyes.

Zhou Minghe simply closed his eyes, ignored me, and dozed off.

Of course I wouldn't disturb him. It's quite far from the airport so he can catch up on his sleep.

When I arrived at the airport, I took a look at my ticket and found that Zhou Minghe and I were arranged together, while the other colleagues were scattered all over the place and were quite far away.

I looked at Zhou Minghe strangely. Zhou Minghe said nothing, picked up my suitcase and walked forward.

Shao Yanye next to me smiled and said to me: "This is the first time I've discovered that Minghe has a compassionate heart for women."

I laughed dryly and replied, "Mr. Zhou is very nice to the female colleagues in the company. He is very gentlemanly."

"Really?" Shao Yanye shrugged. "Then you don't know him well enough. It's rare to see a gentleman like today."

Zhou Minghe turned around and saw Shao Yanye and I chatting, and his face seemed to become even uglier. I went over to deposit the suitcase, and we all walked towards the registration counter.

After getting on the plane, I glanced at Zhou Minghe next to me. He was sleeping again, wearing earplugs.

I know that he started his own business at such a young age, and it was much more tiring than the average rich second generation. I felt sorry for him. I used to think he was a playboy, but unexpectedly, I was wrong about him. He actually has his own opinions and ideas, and has a keen sense of business.

"Zhou Minghe, are you okay?" Now that there was no one around, I finally asked him in a low voice.

Zhou Minghe turned his head and looked at me: "What were you talking about with Shao Yanye just now?"

I was stunned and just chatted casually. Mr. Shao spoke first and I was just answering him.

"Nothing to talk about? Where did you go last night? You look like you didn't sleep well." I asked him casually.

"I'm sleeping with a supermodel. I've been doing it all night and I'm tired." Zhou Minghe's words seemed to deliberately pierce my heart. After he finished speaking, he glared at me.

I was actually a little surprised. The next second, I smiled and said, "So you like models, then you have good taste."

Zhou Minghe obviously wanted to provoke me, but seeing that I looked fine, Zhou Minghe snorted coldly and ignored me.

I have some indescribable feelings in my heart, but matters of the heart are not what I should be thinking about right now, so I should focus on my work first.

The plane landed in the afternoon in France. After having dinner together, everyone went back to the hotel to rest.

Because of my pregnancy, I can't walk as fast as before, so I always fall behind everyone. Moreover, the long-distance flight made my back and waist sore, and I just wanted to go back to the hotel and have a nap.

"Yin Jingjing, your room card." Shao Yanye's assistant is a woman in her thirties, Chinese, married, and very efficient.

"Thank you, Sister Yu." The assistant's name is Kang Yu. She is a nice person with a strong sense of professionalism.

Everyone went back to their rooms. I put down my suitcase and lay down on the bed. Pregnancy made me less energetic. I took a nap on the plane just now, but it was not a good sleep. I had a messy dream in my mind. I dreamed that Zhou Minghe was rolling on the bed with a supermodel in his arms.

I had the smell of the plane on me, which I didn't like, so after finding my pajamas, I quickly took a shower and washed my hair.

After drying my long hair, I couldn't go to bed yet. I still had to check my work schedule and the contract that both parties had to sign when they cooperated to see if it needed to be modified.

I was leaning on the sofa, with my notebook beside me, reading intently, when I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

I got up and opened the door. Zhou Minghe seemed to have just taken a shower and was standing outside in casual clothes.

When I opened the door, he squeezed in without waiting for me to say anything.

"You..." I had just said one word when a big hand propped the door open and closed it tightly.

The next second, Zhou Minghe pushed me gently against the door wall and leaned over to kiss my lips.

I was startled and quickly reached out to push him away, wanting to ask him what was wrong, as he seemed to be in a bad mood.

When Zhou Minghe saw me pushing him away, he grabbed both of my hands with his big palm and raised them high above my head.