Chapter 26 Sad and Disappointed

After seeing Zhou Jingwei pinching Zhao Hanchen's collar, she walked over in a panic, her crying voice extremely heartbreaking.

She said in a trembling voice: "Zhou Jingwei, don't touch Hanchen!"

Cheng Weiyue's red eyes stung his heart, and he felt unspeakable heartache.

Zhou Jingwei pursed his lips slightly, but still loosened the shackles bit by bit.

And Zhao Hanchen slowly adjusted his collar, his phoenix eyes lowered, falling on Cheng Weiyue's pale face, he squeezed her shoulders with his arms and brought her into his arms, leaned over, and passed her with a low and solemn voice.

In his ear, he spoke softly and coldly: "Say goodbye to Zhou Jingwei."

In fact, it was a slightly commanding tone, but the tone was affectionate and had a suffocating and greasy tone.

The atmosphere in the hall was dead and awkward. Cheng Weiyue's lips were trembling. She clenched her fists, barely managed to steady her tone, and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, goodbye."

She still didn't disobey him, she was as obedient as every time before.

Zhao Hanchen was very satisfied and his eyes softened a little.

"Be careful on the road," Zhou Jingwei smiled casually, his expression unchanged.

He took a paper bag from the side and handed it to Cheng Weiyue: "You asked me to buy the things you asked me to buy yesterday. Eat something on the way. Don't go hungry."

Cheng Weiyue didn't remember that she asked Zhou Jingwei to buy something yesterday, so she hesitantly stretched out her hand to take it, with an uneasy look in her eyes: "Thank you."

Zhou Jingwei said you're welcome and walked the two of them to the door personally.

Except for the moment where he lost control just now, his emotions were completely controlled.

If you just look at his expression, it's actually hard to imagine the true emotions in his heart.

What a terrible man.

Zhao Hanchen's eyes fell on the master bedroom on the second floor. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes turned cold.

He took the lead to bend down and get into the black Bentley. Cheng Weiyue followed behind him and thanked the driver who opened the door for him.

It wasn't until the rear of the car disappeared from sight that Zhou Jingwei walked back calmly.

He sat back at the dining table, ate a few steamed dumplings that were still warm on the table, held his cell phone with his long, cold fingers, and called his assistant.

"Re-decorate the master bedroom of the Zhou family's old house. The design drawings will be based on the ones I sent you before."

"Mr. Zhou, if we start the decoration now, it will not be completed until next spring."

The assistant on the other end of the phone hesitated and said: "In a few months, winter will come, and it will be my birthday. Do you want to wait for a while..."

"No need." Zhou Jingwei smiled and adjusted the frame on the bridge of his nose: "It will be just right next spring."

He hung up the phone and put it aside casually, circling his forehead with his fingertips.

Somehow, Cheng Weiyue's red eyes just now suddenly came into his mind in detail, and his mood was indescribably complicated and regretful.

Everything was under his control, but he underestimated how soft-hearted he was towards Cheng Weiyue.

Zhou Jingwei had no intention of starting a family when he was young. He was used to being carefree and casual. Those secular dogmatic frameworks could not restrain him. All he wanted in life was to enjoy himself.

People with cold nature cannot actually be affectionate and gentle towards this person.

But last night, when he looked at Cheng Weiyue's sleeping face, he vaguely thought that if she could just wait for him at home for the rest of her life, one of the thousands of lights in the world would be lit for him.

Yes, it seems to be very good.

But similarly, if the person in the future is not Cheng Weiyue, then he would rather that none of the lights in the thousands of houses should be lit for him.

He is probably paranoid. If he cannot get the best, he would rather have nothing.

So he was impatient and could no longer endure Cheng Weiyue staying with Zhao Hanchen for another day. He did not hesitate to personally take action to tear apart the discord between them.

He knew Zhao Hanchen very well and how cold and suspicious this man was. The relationship between him and Cheng Weiyue, which was not stable to begin with, could not withstand such speculation and destruction.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jingwei smiled softly.

His Little Moon believes in Buddhism. What does the Buddhists say?

Buddhism says that there are gods three feet above the head, who will destroy people's marriages and send them to hell.

Ah...

When he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was not a bad idea...

Cheng Weiyue leaned against the car door, lowering her head and squeezing the paper bag in her hand.

Only now did she see clearly that the paper bags were full of small mooncakes. They came in a variety of flavors and were beautifully shaped.

She glanced at it a few times, and her mood became more complicated.

Zhao Hanchen remained silent all the way, just like the calm before the eruption of a volcano.

Cheng Weiyue maintained a sitting posture for a long time, and her legs were a little sore.

She put the paper bag aside and finally plucked up the courage to move little by little to Zhao Hanchen's side.

The lines on the man's side face are sharp and clear, his eyebrows are too enchanting and elegant, and his eyes are alluring.

Cheng Weiyue gently pinched the hem of his clothes and said in a soft voice: "Hanchen... I didn't know that Zhou Jingwei... likes... likes me. From now on..."

"Are you very proud?" Before Cheng Weiyue finished speaking, Zhao Hanchen suddenly looked at her, his eyes were cold and dark.

He interrupted her and sneered flatly: "A person like Zhou Jingwei, who is so pure and stoic, would not hesitate to turn against me because of you. Don't you think you are very attractive?"

Cheng Weiyue's mind was buzzing. She didn't know which one was more humiliated or stunned. Her heart sank and she said in a hoarse voice: "I have never thought of it that way."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone pinched his chin, and Zhao Hanchen's fingertips were so strong that they left red finger marks.

He spoke softly and coldly: "Cheng Weiyue, if you dare to betray me, I will not let you go."

He knew that Cheng Weiyue was innocent, but at this moment, it seemed that he could feel at ease only if she endured his attacks with humiliation.

An Xin Cheng Weiyue is not attracted to Zhou Jingwei, she still loves herself deeply and can still swallow her grievances for herself.

If a man like Zhou Jingwei were a love rival, no matter which man he met, he would probably not be calmer than himself.

Cheng Weiyue frowned in pain, looking at Zhao Han's cold eyes, full of disappointment: "That's how you miss me, do you think I'm a watery person who will change his mind when he sees something different?"

Her volume increased little by little, and Zhao Hanchen's eyes flashed with astonishment.

He had never seen Cheng Weiyue look so angry. He had no time to react and even involuntarily let go of the hand holding her chin.

And Cheng Weiyue's tears fell one by one, hitting the back of Zhao Hanchen's hand before he could take it back.

"Ning Ning, don't cry..." Zhao Hanchen finally panicked: "I know it's not your fault, don't cry..."

But Cheng Weiyue's voice was choked with sobs and sounded extremely sad: "Zhao Hanchen, I have loved you since the first time I saw you when I was 18 years old. I have been waiting for your response for three years, three full years.

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? People I like, once I let go, it is the pain of cutting the meat, I hope everyone can give the month some time (?????)

? The cold war will begin tomorrow, and the breakup will add fuel to the fire.

?                                                 Let’s just say, Lawyer Zhou is very patient (?ì_í?)

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