If you don't speak, you can donate your mouth

In the middle of the night, the secretary received a call from Zhong Zhao with trepidation.

"Hey, find someone to redecorate my house tomorrow." Zhong Zhao rolled up his sleeves, and the veins on the hand holding the phone seemed to be bursting. He had been standing there for a long time.

The secretary was already a little scared when he received a phone call from his boss at night, not to mention Zhong Zhao's tone was unusually scary.Since some time ago, Zhong Zhao's temper has become more and more bad. People in the company dare not make trouble in front of him when he gets angry often.

This man's calm tone tonight made the secretary's scalp tingle even more, making her feel terrified when she was alone at home.

"Okay...., is there anything else you need?" the secretary asked Zhong Zhao, trying to maintain his self-cultivation.

Zhong Zhao kicked something on the ground, and there was a jingling sound on the phone, and the secretary felt chills on his back, "Mr. Zhong, do you have...any other needs?"

Zhong Zhao found a random place to sit down, thought for a while until the calm voice commanded her, like a cold mechanical command, "Help me find out who Su Heqing is."

His eyes were so empty that nowhere in the house could attract his attention, "Also, find the contact information of all Jiang Mingyue's friends now."

The secretary still couldn't breathe out of his chest, gritted his teeth and agreed.If it was Jiang Mingyue's matter, only Jiang Mingyue's matter could Zhong Zhao become so strange.

Zhong Zhao's steady breathing is still there, and the secretary is still waiting for Zhong Zhao to hang up the phone. Just before the break, he said flatly, "Thank you."

The secretary's whole heart rose to his throat in an instant, it's over, something is really wrong with him.

In fact, there was something wrong with him, and it could even be said that he was crazy.

The handover of night and day has become less and less meaningful to him. He lost himself in the illusion of the night and wasted himself in the emptiness of the day. He often woke up in an empty room and sat until dawn, piled up with documents He was so busy and tired on the desk that he fell asleep on it. He didn't know how many times a day he had to look at Jiang Mingyue's picture album, doubting whether he was in the picture album or outside of reality.

Emptiness consumed him, guilt tormented him.

Zhong Zhao was trapped every day after Jiang Mingyue left.

Broken tables and chairs, glass all over the floor, overturned sofa cabinets, red wine marks on half of the wall, half-hanging and half-fallen curtains, scattered debris on the ground, smashed and broken TV sets, full of broken marks mirror.

Thick smoke lingered in the room, and half of cigarette butts were scattered all over the place.

Several kinds of wine bottles and unknown white jars fell on the ground.

The house is full of mess.

Even his own eyes were black and blue, and there was a half-burned cigarette between his fingers.People are not humans and ghosts are not ghosts.

There was only a clean suitcase with all the clothes and gifts Jiang Mingyue gave him left beside it.

He smashed the house.

Zhong Zhao went to the bar the next day at the address given by the secretary.

Coincidentally, Su Heqing was indeed there, and the two met.In Su Heqing's arms was a delicate and beautiful woman, her eyes were full of coquettishness and disdain, and the woman offered her red lips enthusiastically, and they kissed like no one else.And Zhong Zhao was wearing a formal suit, with his collar buttoned up to the top one. His face was expressionless, and his eyes and eyebrows were stern and cold, which was incompatible with this enthusiastic bar.

Su Heqing raised his eyes and said teasingly, "Isn't this our Boss Zhong, who actually came to our bar?" He pretended to be amazed while hugging the woman closer to him, hooking the woman's chin with his index finger to be extremely frivolous, but his eyes never Move away from Zhong Zhao's body.

There was no smile on Zhong Zhao's face, "I need to talk alone."

Su Heqing looked at him in surprise, "Is there any important matter that we need to talk about alone?" He sat casually on the sofa beside him, hugging the woman on his lap, "Can't we just talk here?"

"I don't need others to intervene in the matter between me and Jiang Mingyue." Zhong Zhao stood and looked at him from top to bottom.The relationship between him and Jiang Mingyue does not need anyone to talk about it, let alone Su Heqing to introduce others to Jiang Mingyue.

Su Heqing laughed loudly, causing the woman on his lap to purse her lips and smile, and Zhong Zhao frowned.

"What qualifications do you have to say that others can't meddle in your affairs." Su Heqing smiled happily, but Zhong Zhao looked at him with disgust, "Isn't everyone meddling in your relationship, Mr. Zhong?" He deliberately put "Mr. Zhong "The two people dragged on to a very long ending, and Zhong Zhao's dislike for him suddenly reached its peak.

"He's mine." Zhong Zhao's cheeks were tightened. He had never said these words so solemnly and solemnly. Jiang Mingyue was his, no one could take it away, no one could imagine .

"Your?" Su Heqing smiled, "The bed partner has never been serious, just for fun." He kissed the woman next to him, and asked the woman intimately, "Say, will you be serious about your bed partner?" ?”

The woman smiled and put her arms around Su Heqing's neck, "No, of course I would if it was you."

"It's funny to see him posting upside down, as if he has no dignity at all." Su Heqing opened his mouth and said, "You see, he is pestering Zhong Zhao again, so shameless."

"Who doesn't know that Zhong Zhao is waiting for Bai Huan, why is he still looking forward to it?"

"Look how long he can last, he will be disgusted soon."

"A friend with a gun dares to take care of so much, what a face."

Su Heqing smiled and said indifferent words, looked at Zhong Zhao with a light smile, and the women around him also laughed lightly in sympathy, their laughter was tightly wrapped around Zhong Zhao's ears, the melodious laughter turned out to be overwhelming to him now. The sharp sword tortured his mind inch by inch, and his heart tightened a little with each sentence.

Su Heqing stared at him and said, "Are you familiar?" His eyes showed strong disgust and disgust, and he also hated Zhong Zhao extremely, but he wanted to laugh and disgust him, "This is what your good friend said. .”

He smiled, "They...haven't intervened long ago."

At that moment, he smiled, and really brought his disgust to the table, "Mr. Zhong, isn't that a bit too much. Obviously your friends are intervening, but you don't let me intervene."

Looking at the light shining on his body, the messy colors changed on his face, Zhong Zhao's face was pale and bloodless.

Obviously he was standing while Su Heqing was sitting.But Zhong Zhao felt that Su Heqing was the condescending person. He listened to Su Heqing's words in a daze, and accepted that there was a knife hidden in Su Heqing's words. This was the first time he had endured malice from Jiang Mingyue's friend.

Is malice so painful?

Why are words more fierce than fists?

In a few short sentences, he tasted all kinds of flavors, the bitterness exploded mercilessly in his chest, the maliciousness was like a sharp thorn, the tiny needle holes pierced your heart, no wound could be seen at first glance, but Deep in blood.It's like an invisible slap on the face, making you unable to explain, but extremely embarrassing and humiliating.

But it turned out that all of these hit Jiang Mingyue in the face.

Zhong Zhao's eyes widened with bloodshot eyes, causing him more severe pain than Su Heqing's words. He listened to Su Heqing say to him with wrenching heart, "You will never be worthy of Jiang Mingyue."

"People like you are never worthy of being loved." Su Heqing looked at him contemptuously, "I will find someone for Jiang Mingyue who truly loves him."

Zhong Zhao has been silent all this time, and only now has he left from the pain, and truly answered him, repeating again: "He is mine." It is unscrupulous firmness.

No one can take him away.

Zhong Zhao invested in a TV series and recommended RZD brand clothing from the perspective of an investor, expressing very tactfully that he wanted this brand to be the clothing partner of this TV series.

Money is father, and it's just clothes, no one objected to this proposal.

Zhong Zhao didn't know how they contacted Jiang Mingyue and persuaded him, all he knew was that Jiang Mingyue agreed to cooperate.He will be able to see Jiang Mingyue soon.

He shaved his bearded chin clean, carefully tidied himself up, picked out a bunch of clothes, and finally put on a suit that Jiang Mingyue gave him before. Jiang Mingyue said he would wear this suit The prettiest and most handsome.He put on a canary yellow tie for himself and wore expensive perfume.

He showed his perfect side in the crowd, like a male peacock with its tail open, exuding its charm to the greatest extent, and only wanted to seduce one person.He was always paying attention to the movements around him, afraid of missing Jiang Mingyue, his heartbeat accelerated with the passage of time, and he took a sip of wine with a smile, the stimulating smell of alcohol did not suppress his thoughts of looking around, but instead It turned into a flame and burned all the way to the heart.

Zhong Zhao felt that his facial features were enlarged, and his back was clearly facing away, but he knew that Jiang Mingyue was right behind him.The sound of his footsteps stepped on his heart step by step, and his faint smell seduced him at the tip of his nose.

What an ingenious feeling, he thought.

He just looked back and knew the answer, it was miss.

It is the most sleepless thought in the middle of the night. Just one glance makes his adrenaline soar, and it is impossible to move his eyes to other places. He unconsciously puts down the tense heartstrings and reveals the most sincere smile these days.

I have reached the limit of longing, Zhong Zhao never thought that the first time I saw him, I would think of this, it is so good to see him.He pretended to be a stranger and walked towards him. He walked fast and anxiously, so impatient to come to him.

Using his identity as an investor, he only asked Jiang Mingyue to talk to him again, if only he could add his contact information.

Jiang Mingyue greeted him with the most polite words, as if they had truly become strangers, he thanked Zhong Zhao for liking their brand, and the WeChat exchange was not as difficult as Zhong Zhao thought, without being cold The face is not angry, how much emotion can a partner have?

Jiang Mingyue hid herself in the depths and acted flawlessly.Presumably the people around were also amazed by people like Jiang Mingyue, everything was polite and orderly, and they did enough superficial work.

Among everyone's laughter, compliments and congratulations, only Zhong Zhao lowered his lips.

This is not what he wants.

His eyes never moved away from Jiang Mingyue, Jiang Mingyue was still very beautiful, how could his whole body and even his hair be so beautiful, he walked decently among everyone, like a stick in the air Everyone wanted to pick the dazzling flower that bloomed on the high place, but no one could pick it, but that flower was honestly planted in his palm before.

Jiang Mingyue didn't even give him a glance.

He did it on his own, he was stupid.

Zhong Zhao tactfully blocked all the wine for Jiang Mingyue, no matter what Jiang Mingyue looked in his eyes, he only thought that Jiang Mingyue couldn't drink, and he almost stumbled while drinking before.After drinking cup after cup of wine, even a god was in a daze. He subconsciously wanted to see if Jiang Mingyue was still by his side, so he met Jiang Mingyue's eyes.

There were some deep and complicated things written in Jiang Mingyue's eyes, which made people unable to understand.

He wondered vaguely if he still cared about me.

So he made a ridiculous decision, he staggered to Jiang Mingyue's side, looking as if he was drunk.When he was about to fall to the ground reeking of alcohol, those hands grabbed him.

Zhong Zhao fell on Jiang Mingyue's body and hugged him tightly. It wasn't until the smell of Jiang Mingyue's body enveloped his whole body that he trembled all over his body, his meridians were surging, his blood was screaming, He hugged his little moon for a long time.

Zhong Zhao insisted on leaning on Jiang Mingyue's body, acting as a person who was too drunk to walk.

Most of the people at the dinner party left, and the director could only entrust Jiang Mingyue to send Zhong Zhao back to the hotel. Zhong Zhao was afraid that Jiang Mingyue would not agree to abandon him, so he hugged him even tighter, and would not let go.

But Jiang Mingyue agreed.

Zhong Zhao was dragged to the hotel by Jiang Mingyue, and they finally had time to be alone.As soon as Zhong Zhao entered the room, he began to take off his clothes, coat, vest, tie, and shirt, until he looked at Jiang Mingyue vaguely with his upper body bare.

He deliberately seduced Jiang Mingyue, hugged him and rubbed Jiang Mingyue's back, the hot smell of alcohol sprayed behind Jiang Mingyue's ears, he missed everything about Jiang Mingyue, and wanted to press his lips tightly At his neck, wanting to trap his body with limbs, wanting to use the hotbed as evidence of their inseparability.

Zhong Zhao used the excuse of being drunk in exchange for a chance to tell the truth, and he kissed Jiang Mingyue's earring.There was a sobbing voice in the hoarse voice, unspeakably expressing his sincerity. "I miss you." Zhong Zhao said to Jiang Mingyue.

Jiang Mingyue's body froze, so stiff that Zhong Zhao didn't dare to touch it.

Jiang Mingyue broke free from him, covered Zhong Zhao's face with a quilt, and fixed Zhong Zhao firmly on the bed so that he would not dare to be a demon.Zhong Zhao didn't want to force him, he only used his senses to experience Jiang Mingyue's existence.

Who would have thought that he would really fall asleep like this.

For the first time in more than a month, I slept soundly, under the smell of Jiang Mingyue.

When Zhong Zhao woke up, there was no one in the room.He sat on the head of the bed topless, lowered his head in disappointment.

In the past, if Zhong Zhao took off his clothes, Jiang Mingyue would definitely kiss him, and he would be so lingering that he would forget everything that happened before, and only immerse himself in the other party's fiery passion/desire.

This time he didn't seem to care about me anymore.

The author says:

Small photo: Physical seduction failed, from pretending to be drunk to really sleeping.

Little Moon: Speechless, so superficial.

Me: I have 4000 words in this chapter, why don’t you come here to praise me? (look forward to compliments)