Too devoted

To be honest, Su Qingyue has always had a good impression of Liu Haotian, even now. This man is not only courageous but also capable, but most importantly, he is always single. Su Qingyue also vaguely guessed the purpose of Liu Haotian staying by his side in recent years.

But all this changed completely after Jing Fei appeared.

I don’t know if the image contrast between Jing Fei and Liu Haotian is too great. Since Jing Fei’s bastard rushed into his life, Su Qingyue found that when she contacted Liu Haotian again, she always felt that this person was hypocritical, so her previous favorability became increasingly weak. However, it was not shown because of the interests and development of the group. After all, she could not deny Liu Haotian’s talent.

However, when facing Liu Haotian, Su Qingyue had completely drawn the boundary between the two people, that is, the relationship between superiors and subordinates and work no longer had any emotional factors.

And now the same thing is the same. Liu Haotian had already guessed what he meant as soon as he spoke, so he cut off his words before he could finish speaking, just not give him any chance, so as not to misunderstand what he had to do with him. Moreover, now she was full of Jing Fei, who could no longer hold anyone in her heart.

"oh,"

Liu Haotian didn't know Su Qingyue's thoughts. After hearing her words, he showed a hint of disappointment on his face, but he quickly smiled again: "Mr. Su, I received an invitation today. There was a large cocktail party at 8 o'clock tonight. I looked at the nature of the cocktail party. Many of them participated in the industry related to our logistics. When the person in charge of the cocktail party sent an invitation in person, I had already replied that they would go. I don't know if Mr. Su, do you have time to go and relax together,"

“Tonight’s cocktail party,”

Su Qingyue said to herself, if it weren't for Liu Haotian's reminder that she had even forgotten, there was indeed an invitation letter for a cocktail party on her desk, but she just glanced casually and put it aside, and she never thought about going there.

If it was a small private cocktail party, Su Qingyue would probably reject Liu Haotian without even thinking about it. However, tonight's cocktail party was a large public cocktail party. Su Qingyue felt a little unhappy because Jing Fei left, so she hesitated and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll join in the fun later. I haven't attended any cocktail party for a long time."

Liu Haotian had no hope at all, because in the past, he was basically on behalf of the company. Su Qingyue, as the boss, rarely attended. Recently, he has never attended any cocktail party because he was busy with work.

But I didn't expect Su Qingyue to agree today.

Liu Haotian was overjoyed: "Okay, I'll pick up Mr. Su later,"

"No, I'll drive by myself later," Su Qingyue refused politely, and before Liu Haotian could speak, he said: "I have to process a few more documents now, go and do your business,"

"Okay, Mr. Su, you are busy. I'll leave first. See you at the evening," Liu Haotian stood up and walked out of the office politely, with an unconcealed excitement in his eyes...

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When he stood down the dilapidated residential building where Song Lele lived again, Jing Fei's mood also became a little heavy.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening and it was dark, but Song Lele's room was pitch black and there was no light at all.

Jing Fei took out his phone and dialed Song Lele's mobile phone number again. If nothing unexpected happens, it is still shut down. In addition, the phone calls he has called before has been turned off more than ten times, and all of them are turned off. I don't know what Song Lele is doing,

Putting away your phone, Jing Fei sighed and walked straight into the corridor.

Soon Jing Fei stood in front of Song Lele's door, knocked on the door a few times and started waiting, but he was thinking in his heart whether he would break into the door if he didn't open it for a while.

What surprised Jing Fei was that as soon as he knocked on the door, a slight sound of footsteps came from inside. Rubbed, and then the door in front of him opened "click" and opened.

As the door opened, a sour smell of alcohol mixed with the sky suddenly penetrated into Jing Fei's nostrils, almost making Jing Fei's eyes dark and faint. Then he saw the figure standing at the door.

"Jing Fei, why are you here?" Song Lele looked at Jing Fei standing at the door frowning in surprise, and exclaimed,

"I'll see you," Jing Fei finally resisted the urge to faint, and frowned and walked into the room as he said.

Even though he had seen Song Lele's room like a pig's nest, he was almost stimulating by the scene in front of him and was confused in time and space.

The pungent smell of alcohol is second to the next. The small room in front of me is like a disaster, which is simply inconspicuous. In addition to the various wine bottles on the ground, there are also instant noodles boxes, various breads, pizza and other things thrown everywhere...

Many of them have not eaten up yet, so they just threw them away casually, there are on the coffee table, on the sofa, on the floor, and there are all over the room.

Fortunately, the weather has become colder now, otherwise Jing Fei believed that this room would definitely become the flies' favorite garbage shelter station, even dirty and messy than those garbage shelter stations...

"You, wait a moment, I will pack up now,"

Seeing Jing Fei looking at his room with cold sweat, he frowned while looking at it. Song Lele, who had always been indifferent, blushed a little, then bent down and started to clean up.

"Okay, sit down and don't move, I'll clean it up,"

Jing Fei grabbed the bottle speechlessly and kicked two beer bottles under the sofa. Song Lele felt so distressed in his heart. It would be fine if this woman didn't have the talent to take care of housework. Kicking the bottle under the sofa was considered to be cleaned. Is this a tidy thing about cleaning up? It would be better not to do it.

Song Lele was quite self-aware and did not insist on doing it himself. She sat obediently on the sofa and watched Jing Fei clean up like a good baby.

Jing Fei sighed, first walked to the window, opened the window in the room to form convection so that the room could breathe as quickly as possible. Otherwise, even if Jing Fei had suffered all kinds of hardships, the man would not know how many minutes he could hold on in this environment.

Then, Jing Fei and the housewife started the cleaning.

For more than ten minutes, the one-bedroom cottage finally looked a little normal. Not only did the unfinished instant noodles, but all the bread and pizza were thrown into the trash can and threw them out, but even the wine bottles were put into a packing bag next to the door. Although there was still an unpleasant smell in the room, at least it looked much brighter and would no longer give people the urge to hit the head and die.

"I didn't expect that you can clean the room so well, it's much cleaner than me," Song Lele said curiously, looking at Jing Fei who was washing his hands from the bathroom.

"That's you're lazy," Jing Fei snorted angrily, sat on the sofa, took the boiled water handed over by Song Lele and sipped two mouthfuls. The cleaning work for more than ten minutes made him feel like he was fighting with someone, especially when cleaning up those junk food that was not only deteriorating but also smelling, it was simply a kind of inhuman torture. I really don't understand why Song Lele is still so lively in this environment.

Jing Fei couldn't help but turn his head to look at Song Lele beside him, and then his brows frowned again. They were all stimulated by the room like a disaster scene and did not pay attention to Song Lele's body. At this time, he found that Song Lele was wearing a tight T-shirt and fluffy boxers all over his body. There were a pair of very ordinary flat slippers underneath. Even this woman didn't even wear a bra. There were two bulges on the T-shirt. In fact, this was nothing. Jing Fei had rolled onto the same bed with Song Lele more than once, and he had seen even more annoying scenes. What made him frown was Song Lele's head, with a shawl, and his unkempt face was light. This woman hadn't washed her face for a long time. Not only was the greasy horse, she also showed a look of deep malnutrition in her eyes, and her big eyes were even more dissatisfied with red bloodshots.

"Song Lele, how long has it been since you washed your face?" Jing Fei asked,

"Well, I can't remember it, it's been about three or four days," Song Lele answered inexplicably, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Jing Fei shook his head and looked at Song Lele without saying anything for a long time. He originally thought that what he saw here must be Song Lele's listless look, but the reality is not that true. Song Lele's image is indeed very sloppy and unbearable, but it is far from as serious as he thought.

"Oh by the way, Jing Fei, have you eaten? I still have two packs of instant noodles in the kitchen. Why don't I make it for you?" Seeing that Jing Fei didn't say anything, Song Lele remembered something and stood up, and said to Jing Fei,

"No, I've eaten it," Jing Fei shook his head quickly, and he was almost vomiting when he smelled the strange smell in the room just now. Now, let alone instant noodles, he has no appetite even for fresh seafood.

"Well," Song Lele sat down obediently again, then took Jing Fei's cigarette box, skillfully pulled out a cigarette in Jing Fei's stunned gaze, and took a sip of it.

“When did you learn to smoke?”

"I just learned it, how about it? I look good when I smoke," Song Lele giggled and raised the cigarette in his hand proudly.

"It's so good-looking," Jing Fei was angry, snatched the cigarette from Song Lele's hand and threw it into the ashtray, cursing her: "What are women learning to smoke? They are not allowed to smoke in the future."

"It's not just me who smokes. Besides, why do you care about me?" Song Lele also glared and reached out to get the cigarette. However, when he saw Jing Fei's murderous eyes, he finally shrank his neck and sat back, but muttered very dissatisfiedly.

"I am your man," Jing Fei said angrily.

Song Lele's body trembled obviously, but he quickly raised his head and said, "You just fart. Didn't you get married early? If you have the ability, you will listen to your divorce now, otherwise why should you care about me?"

"you,,"

"What's wrong with me? Do you dare?" Song Lele sneered and looked at Jing Fei without showing any weakness.

Jing Fei didn't say anything, but just looked at Song Lele, who was confronting him in front of him, which was so dirty that he couldn't be more dirty. After a long time, he looked at Song Lele with a complicated look and asked, "Song Lele, are you interesting like this?"

"What's interesting? What do you mean? I don't understand," Song Lele quickly turned off, as if he was avoiding Jing Fei's sight.

"I know you understand,"

Jing Fei looked at Song Lele not only with gentle eyes, but also with a little distress. He continued, "I know you are in great pain now. It's hard for you to forgive yourself. You always think that you killed Liu Yun, but the truth is not the case at all. Even if Liu Yun's death has something to do with you, it's just a little bit. Everyone will make a mistake. You just accidentally made a mistake. If you make a mistake, you have to face it and correct it, instead of torture and escape yourself like this. Besides, have you already avenged Liu Yun? I believe that if Liu Yun knew that you were like this, he would definitely not be happy..."

"How did you know I've avenged Liu Yun? Well," Song Lele suddenly turned his head and stared at Jing Fei with his eyes tightly, as if he was about to eat people.

"I,,"

Jing Fei was startled by Song Lele's appearance, and then realized what was going on. He almost couldn't help but slap himself in two mouths. It's so much that he just spoke so much that he actually missed...
Chapter completed!