It wasn't that he didn't want to go over and enlighten Bai Yourong.

It’s just that it’s past six o’clock when I get off work, and it’s still winter.

It gets dark very early.

By the time I got to Bai Yourong's house, it was probably already seven o'clock.

After chatting, take a taxi home at eight or nine o'clock?

too late……

Of course, he doesn't care about money.

Ever since Bai Yourong kissed his lips last time driven by grief and anger, Zhang Haidong had subconsciously avoided Bai Yourong.

In his mind, that was wrong.

He felt that there was some reason or something going on between him and Bai Yourong.

The relationship between them became more subtle.

And Bai Yourong is still in the painful period of divorce.

There is a good chance that she will use her suppressed emotions and emotions on herself again.

At that time, I will really be in a dilemma.

He must never do anything to disgrace Du Jing.

Of course, there is also Liu Shan.

But Bai Yourong's side...

So, this is the source of his confusion.

Because life is like a movie that has already been written and directed, the audience can never guess what will happen in the next second.

Just like the last time Bai Yourong kissed him.

If he could have foreseen it, would he have made that mistake?

Absolutely not.

"You can't come?"

For a long time, Zhang Haidong remained silent on the phone, and then Bai Yourong asked again.

"Uh... Well, maybe it's a little late. How about we go another day when I have a rest?"

Or if you have time now, you can ask me on the phone. I can enlighten you on anything you need.

In fact, there is no need to think about Liu Shan all the time. Since we are separated, let's make a clean break. From another perspective, although it is sad to lose the one you love, it is not such a pity to lose someone who doesn't love you!"

Zhang Haidong persuaded while answering.

"I know. Brother Dong, there are his reasons, not all of them. I want to come out now, and then try to find my past, so that I can change from pain to a high-spirited person, just like you are now.

Start living again until I meet the person I love again. Brother Dong, can you come over and chat with me?"

Bai Yourong thought it might be the first sentence called Haidong that caused Zhang Haidong to feel alienated.

So I quickly changed my words and changed to Brother Dong.

"this……"

Facing Bai Yourong's plea, Zhang Haidong could only lower his head.

She has already begun to beg herself. Besides, she also had a reason for her divorce.

It seems that it is impossible not to go.

He immediately said, "Okay. Let me go there after get off work."

"Okay! Brother Dong! Then I'll wait for you at home!"

Bai Yourong hung up the phone.

"Thank you, Sister Yourong!"

Du Xiaoyin said happily.

"I helped you. Well, he came over right after work in the evening. It's still a long time! You have to rest first. You can go to the bedroom and lie down for a while. We'll talk about it later."

Bai Yourong said softly.

"It's okay, Sister Yourong! I came back from the United States and haven't gone to work yet! I'm very energetic now! I just happened to go downstairs to buy some food. He may not have finished the meal. Let him try it when he comes in the evening.

My craft."

Du Xiaoyin said with a smile.

Then, she took out a bank card from her pocket and said: "Sister, doesn't Dongdong still owe you five thousand? This is one of my bank cards, and there is probably twenty or thirty thousand in it. I'm not sure.

, anyway, it won’t be less than five thousand. Even if I pay it back for him first.”

With that said, she handed the bank card to Bai Yourong's hand.

Bai Yourong was shocked.

Even for ordinary families studying abroad, it is impossible to just take a bank card and not know the balance of their pocket money!

What does it mean to be rich and successful?

His family must be one of the richest people in Jinmen?

Zhang Haidong's fate...

However, Bai Yourong still pushed the bank card back: "How can I just accept your money? Besides, with Haidong's current character, do you think it's okay if he doesn't repay the money himself? Just keep it!"

"sister……"

"keep it!"

Bai Yourong's tone left no room for doubt.

"Okay. Then I'll go buy groceries first and cook a table of dishes for him."

Du Xiaoyin put away his bank card and skipped out.

"This silly girl..."

Bai Yourong has a general idea.

…

After Zhang Haidong hung up the phone, he sat blankly on the chair.

It seems that I will go back later tonight, so I need to tell Du Jing.

After thinking for a while, he dialed Du Jing's phone number again: "Hi, wife."

"What's wrong! Why do you start making phone calls at work?"

Du Jing asked in surprise.

"I missed you!"

Zhang Haidong said with a smile.

"You have a poor mouth! You know you have a poor mouth!"

"Hahaha. Okay, I have something to tell you. Like this, Bai Yourong asked me to go to their house after work to enlighten her. Maybe she hasn't gotten over the painful period of divorce yet! After begging me for a long time, I

I couldn't refuse, so I agreed. I will go back later then, and you and your daughter can rest first without waiting for me."

Zhang Haidong explained.

Between husband and wife, there still needs to be some honesty.

"Is she sad again? What a poor woman!"

Du Jing said on the phone.

"There's nothing we can do about it."

"Okay, you go. If you come back late at night, take a taxi, you know? Don't save money on riding, you will freeze to death! I will sleep when you come back! I will prepare dinner for you, and when you come back

You can still eat it.”

After chatting for a few more words, I hung up the phone.

I feel very safe at home.

But for some reason, Zhang Haidong always felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.

Is it because I'm going to Bai Yourong's house?

The surprise that Fourth Brother Wen brought to him seemed to be suddenly washed away.

He put away the notebook in his hand, then walked out angrily and lit a cigarette.

…

Waiting until he got off work in the evening, he finally completed the day's passenger flow data distribution and survey.
To be continued...