: Using subterfuge

Cheng Weiyue is really important to Zhou Jingwei.

"Excessive? I like this word very much." Zhou Jingwei slowly walked up to Li Zhao, with an indifferent smile on his face.

He looked at Zhao Hanchen, but stepped on Li Zhao's shoulder without hesitation, forcing him to lie on his back on the ground.

There were still glass fragments on the ground that Zhao Hanchen had just made, and they penetrated directly into Li Zhao's flesh and blood. He screamed in pain, and the sound was chilling.

But Zhou Jingwei stopped laughing, and pressed his toes on Li Zhao's shoulders inch by inch. Watching the blood spread, he said calmly to Zhao Hanchen, who was ashen-faced: "This is to push the envelope even further."

After saying this, he raised his feet, let go of Li Zhao who had fainted, and smiled gracefully.

The four of them were in a strange stalemate.

Zhou Jingwei seemed unaware. He took the watch next to him and put it on, while saying slowly: "I'm calm now, we can talk properly."

Gu Fan'an knelt down and looked at Li Zhao's miserable condition on the ground. He clicked his tongue and said, "I'll take him to the hospital, and we can have a nice chat."

Zhao Han said nothing and looked at Zhou Jingwei with a cold face.

When Gu Fanan woke up from pain and Li Zhao, who kept screaming, left, Zhao Hanchen sneered and said in a cold tone: "Zhou Jingwei, you didn't give me any face for this matter today."

"You and I know very well that I have already kept it." Zhou Jingwei sat down, tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingertips, raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Hanchen, "I hope this post will be cleared within an hour. If

There are still traces left, so your friend has more than just a flesh wound."

"Li Zhao is my brother, and I will deal with him well." Zhao Hanchen clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Next time you wait for me to treat my brother like this, I won't treat him as gently as I did today.

Let it go!”

Zhou Jingwei glanced at his watch, pulled his lips and smiled: "I know, I won't do it in front of you next time."

Zhao Hanchen's face became even more gloomy. He looked at Zhou Jingwei who had already stood up. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said: "This post...Have Weiyue seen it?"

"I saw it." Zhou Jingwei paused, "Zhao Hanchen, you should understand the principle that people's words make money, but accumulation destroys bones. Reputation is very important to a girl. Take care of the people around you."

When Zhao Hanchen heard Zhou Jingwei say that Cheng Weiyue already knew about this, he already felt powerless and could not say anything to refute.

Isn't it difficult for him to do?

Li Zhao caused the trouble because of his injustice.

With Cheng Weiyue on one side and Li Zhao on the other, it was impossible for him to be like Zhou Jingwei, who didn't care about anything and just acted ruthlessly.

But he had no way of saying these words...

Looking at his silent expression, Zhou Jingwei smiled casually and said, "I also prepared a big gift for Li Zhao. You can let him appreciate it after he wakes up."

Zhao Hanchen's eyebrows jumped heavily when he heard this, and he couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Jingwei's eyebrows were a little indifferent, and he raised the corners of his lips and spoke lazily: "My girlfriend is still waiting for me, so I won't accompany you anymore."

Zhao Hanchen immediately silenced himself, his phoenix eyes filled with unspeakable sorrow.

It's not that it's not uncomfortable, it's just that he has too many things to hold on to.

The moment Zhou Jingwei put his hand on the doorknob, Zhao Hanchen finally said hoarsely: "Why did Weiyue agree to be with you?"

"I think you know the answer well." Behind Zhou Jingwei's gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were like a cold pool, mixed with unknown darkness. He spoke in a low voice: "If you are willing to give up for Cheng Weiyue,

With the project in the city center, I certainly have no reason to keep her."

"Zhou Jingwei! How can your methods be so cruel?"

Zhao Hanchen was unspeakably angry at Zhou Jingwei's confession, but Zhao Hanchen did not dare to think carefully about how much of this anger was due to guilty conscience and powerlessness.

He stared at Zhou Jingwei's back, wishing he could poke holes in it.

"You can fight back," Zhou Jingwei didn't mind, and even turned to look at Zhao Hanchen with a cold smile: "But can you? Do you dare?"

...

Wei Tingyao accompanied Cheng Weiyue to wander around the art exhibition for a long time. There were many people at the scene. Wei Tingyao followed Cheng Weiyue, talking on the phone with the client and occasionally chatting with her.

When they were done shopping, they sat down in Wei Tingyao's private lounge and asked the waiter to pour tea.

The man had a fierce and domineering face, but his eyebrows were straight, exuding an indescribable majestic temperament.

He spoke with a hint of laughter in his voice, floating in the air and unable to catch it: "How long have you and Jing Wei been together?"

Wei Tingyao was not familiar with Zhao Hanchen, and he only had a partial understanding of the past between Cheng Weiyue and Zhao Hanchen.

Cheng Weiyue tightened her hand holding the water glass, lowered her eyes to look at the ripples in the glass, and said softly: "We...we've just been together for a few days."

Wei Tingyao raised his eyebrows and did not hide his surprise: "This is the first time Jing Wei has asked me. I thought you had been together for a long time."

After all, how could such a calm and cool man be willing to go through such trouble if he didn't love her deeply?

Cheng Weiyue was stunned, put down the empty tea cup in her hand, and said in an uneasy tone: "I'm looking for you? What are you looking for?"

Wei Tingyao smiled and said nothing, and filled up the tea for Cheng Weiyue.

On his hand was a watch that Cheng Weiyue couldn't name. It was of exquisite quality and had a black dial that matched his temperament.

Cheng Weiyue knew that it was because of Zhou Jingwei's face that Wei Tingyao in front of her was so polite to her.

She thanked her politely, and Wei Tingyao raised his eyebrows and said no.

The door was pushed open, and the waiter said in a respectful tone: "Mr. Zhou, please come in."

Before Cheng Weiyue had time to look back, a hand gently placed on her shoulder.

Zhou Jingwei bent down and kissed the side of her face. His voice was lazy and cold, with a hint of a smile: "Is the exhibition nice?"

Cheng Weiyue said it looked good, and then lowered her head to look at the cup in her hand.

Wei Tingyao felt that his best friend's girlfriend was a bit timid.

He has been observing her just now. The girl has a very gentle and supple temperament. She is loved by others, but she is too well-behaved and seems to be particularly easy to bully.

Thinking about a master like Zhou Jingwei who eats people without spitting out their bones, I am afraid that he has already mastered the former.

Zhou Jingwei sat next to Cheng Weiyue, touched her hand as if no one else was around, and held it in his palm.

"Are you tired today?"

Cheng Weiyue said she was not tired, the painting exhibition was very nice and interesting.

Zhou Jingwei said it was good to be happy and asked her what she wanted to eat at night.

"Can you please stop treating me like nothing?" Wei Tingyao couldn't stand it anymore, interrupted the conversation between the two, and laughed and scolded: "You haven't seen me for so long, and you don't even want to talk to me?"
Chapter completed!