Chapter 30 I want a divorce

Zhou Jingwei smiled and nodded, saying: "I saw you in the auditorium that day. You were sitting next to Weiyue. You are her roommate, right?"

Only then did Chen Yixin realize that the man in front of her was the principal's guest at the opening ceremony that day.

She quickly said: "Hello... are you looking for Weiyue? I'll help you call her down."

"No need to ask her to come down. I have some things. Just help me bring them to her."

Zhou Jingwei said, taking out a meal card from his suit pocket.

His smile was not aggressive, and even a bit approachable: "She left her here last night."

On the meal card was a photo of Cheng Weiyue, with a bare face and delicate and beautiful features.

Chen Yixin took it with both hands and said, "Okay, I'll help you get it to her."

Zhou Jingwei said thank you very much and was very polite. It was very appropriate.

He paused and then asked in a low voice: "Weiyue may not be in a good mood today. Please take care of her. If anything happens, you can contact me."

Zhou Jingwei handed a business card to Chen Yixin.

Chen Yixin blushed and said yes, then took her meal card and business card and walked to the dormitory building nearby.

When she was about to enter the door, she couldn't hold it back and glanced at the man not far away again.

Zhou Jingwei was wearing a light-colored windbreaker, and his eyes were lazy and elegant behind gold-rimmed glasses. He was looking down at a handkerchief in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Chen Yixin lowered her head involuntarily and looked at the meal card in her hand.

Only a man like Cheng Weiyue is worthy of such an outstanding man.

She was in a trance for a while, and noticed that the man was looking over her, so she hurriedly looked away and walked inside.

The night darkens little by little, like an unknown undercurrent...

Qin He drank some wine tonight. When the car stopped at the castle on the other side, he slowly pinched his eyebrows and looked a little uncomfortable on his face.

"Mr. Qin, are you okay?" the assistant asked with concern.

Qin He shook his head, opened the car door and walked out, as silent as ever.

The assistant is one of the few people who has seen Qin He's true face. He is not smiling at all, gentle and elegant like he is in front of others.

He is gloomy and paranoid at heart.

The assistant watched Qin He walk along the cobblestone path, open the heavy wooden door and walk in. He subconsciously glanced at the bedroom on the second floor of the main building.

Who would have thought? Such a large castle, which took two years to build, and can be seen to the end, exists just for one person.

At this time, the lights were on on the second floor of the main building, so the man probably wasn't asleep yet.

The assistant thought this and breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, as long as that person is awake, Mr. Qin can be very restrained and probably won't cause any trouble.

He can have a good sleep at night.

Meng Tingxu stood at the fence on the second floor and looked down, and saw Qin He's figure.

She had been waiting for him for a long time, her hands subconsciously tightened the fence, and her expression was as heavy as a sinking boat.

Qin He was wearing a dark red long suit. He had a tall and straight figure with a striking temperament. Perhaps sensing her gaze, he raised his head to look upstairs and saw the woman standing at the railing at a glance.

Meng Tingxu, as delicate and bright as a flower.

She was wearing a crimson cheongsam, which flattered her body curves so well that it made people happy.

Qin He raised the corners of his lips and called her: "Xuxu."

Qin He always smiled when he spoke to Meng Tingxu, and the mole at the corner of his eye was red and stained with rose, which made his gentle face look a little more gorgeous.

Meng Tingxu somehow thought of poisonous snakes.

Her heart tightened, and her two delicate eyebrows were slightly twisted.

Qin He's footsteps came closer and closer.

He stopped in front of Meng Tingxu, who smelled the light smell of alcohol on his body.

"Have you been drinking?" Meng Tingxu asked him.

Qin He glanced at the little girl's unattractive face.

Meng Tingxu has very fair skin, crescent-like eyebrows, round eyes, and the arc at the end of her eyes is upward, giving her a sense of arrogance when she looks at people.

"Let me ask you something!" Meng Tingxu poked Qin He's chest impatiently.

When she spoke, her small but full lips opened and closed, and their ruddy color was like a rose in full bloom.

Qin He wanted to take a bite.

He squinted his eyes and weighed the possibility that Meng Tingxu might be angry, but he didn't do so.

He squatted down without saying a word, and placed his warm fingertips on her instep. He looked around and said, "Why are you running around without shoes, huh?"

Meng Tingxu lowered his head and could see the lower half of Qin He's face, with bright red lips.

Her tone was unhappy: "My illness is cured and I want to go out."

Qin He's eyes darkened slightly. He was a little drunk after all, and he didn't care what he did. He unconsciously exerted some pressure on his fingertips.

Meng Tingxu was so angry that she stepped on Qin He's shoulder and said in a very willful tone: "You hurt me!"

Her feet are very small, and she usually only wears size 35 shoes. They are white and tender, with short and round toes, beautiful and delicate.

Meng Tingxu had long discovered that Qin He had no bottom line for him. As long as he did not leave the castle, he would basically ask for anything from him.

At this moment, there was a smile between the man's brows and eyes. Not only was he not angry because of his excessive behavior, but he gently rubbed her delicate and thin ankle, turned his face and placed a kiss on it, and said in a good-tempered way: "

My fault."

Meng Tingxu felt like he had been punched in cotton, which was very boring.

She pulled her feet away from Qin He's hand, stood firm and said softly: "I have something to tell you."

Qin He stood up with a gentle smile: "What does Xu Xu want to say?"

Meng Tingxu raised her head to look at him, holding her thin pajamas in her hands, and spoke carefully and calmly.

She said: "Qin He, I want a divorce."

The smile on Qin He's face gradually broke.

His brows were stained with anger, his peach-blossom eyes were as dark as water, and alcohol was invading his brain bit by bit.

He seemed to ask calmly and restrainedly: "Why?"

In the dead silence of the space, Meng Tingxu looked at Qin He's elegant face for a moment and asked every word: "Have you been lying to me?"

"Lie to you?" Qin He repeated these two words gently, the corners of his lips tended to rise again, his voice became lower, and he asked softly: "Xu Xu, what did I lie to you?"

Meng Tingxu was sometimes afraid of Qin He, especially when he was so smiling but not smiling.

This may be because, in this gorgeous and beautiful castle, she can only rely on him to survive.

If we were to trace the story back, it actually happened half a year ago.

She was already in this castle when she woke up half a year ago. She had lost her memory for 6 years and was wary of everything around her.

When Qin He walked in, he brought with him the faint fragrance of magnolia outdoors.

The graceful and gentle man kissed the back of her hand and said with a smile that was so gentle that it was almost bewitching: "Don't you remember, Xu Xu? We got married a year ago."

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