When Ye Hanzhi just came out of the study, he saw the fine sweat on Tang Zhixi's forehead. And he also felt her low pressure and the manic depression she was trying to suppress.
He thought she might have had a nightmare and couldn't sleep before she came out.
So he never went back to the room. After finishing the matter, he sat on the chair by the floor-to-ceiling window and squinted.
Fortunately, Tang Zhixi was very peaceful after falling asleep and only moved a few times.
From leaning on the sofa, he slowly lay on his side on the sofa, and then curled up together, leaving only a pile of hair outside.
And she was sleeping soundly. She heard Ye Hanzhi's light footsteps several times, but she subconsciously knew it was Ye Hanzhi and did not wake up.
It was almost nine o'clock when the sound of two incorrect password entries came from the outside door. Tang Zhixi opened her eyes, sat up, and looked at the door of the living room.
"Are you awake?" Ye Hanzhi walked over from the floor-to-ceiling window.
Tang Zhixi retracted her gaze and looked at him. Looking at the red eyes, she was stunned for two seconds: "You didn't sleep last night?"
Ye Hanzhi went to pour her a glass of water and put it on the coffee table: "I took care of some things."
"There's someone outside the door."
As soon as he finished saying this, Ye Hanzhi's cell phone rang. He answered the phone and said directly: "Wait outside for a while."
"No, why did you change the password?" After He Yuzhe finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent for two seconds, and then said excitedly, "Fuck! Hanzhi! You are hiding your beauty! You are open to porn!"
The sound was so loud that it not only came from the mobile phone, but also came from the door.
Tang Zhixi looked at Ye Hanzhi's suddenly speechless expression, raised her eyebrows in confusion, and then returned to the room directly with the quilt.
Not even wearing slippers, just so barefoot.
Ye Hanzhi felt a little relieved when he saw her nonchalant expression. He hung up the phone and took the slippers to the door of the master bedroom and put them down.
He knocked on the door and said, "Zhixi, come out and put on your shoes."
After two seconds, Tang Zhixi opened the door and put on her shoes.
Ye Hanzhi smoothed the two messy strands of hair on her head and said, "Wash up, let's go out to eat."
"Um."
After Tang Zhixi finished washing and changing clothes, the two of them were ready to set off. When they opened the door, He Yuzhe was still waiting outside.
"Hanzhi, you finally remembered that I'm here, you see?" He Yuzhe started shouting when he heard the door ring, but when he saw Tang Zhixi there, he suddenly closed his mouth, "Tang, Miss Tang is here."
"Master He." Tang Zhixi greeted with a smile.
But when He Yuzhe looked at that smile, he suddenly shuddered from the bottom of his heart: "Tang, Miss Tang."
Tang Zhixi looked at him casually, and after two seconds said, "I just discovered today that Mr. He has a problem with speaking awkwardly."
He Yuzhe was startled. In his impression, Tang Zhixi didn't talk so much. He looked at Ye Hanzhi. But Ye Hanzhi had a smile on his face, looking like he was watching the fun.
"I, I didn't." He said no and stuttered a bit.
Tang Zhixi looked at him with an expression that clearly said, "Look, you stutter on every word. You haven't yet."
"I really don't."
"Young Master He, don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. It's not good if you delay it for too long." Tang Zhixi wrote lightly, "Young Master He is already twenty-eight and doesn't have a girlfriend, and with such a disease, I'm afraid..."
Ye Hanzhi laughed out loud. The little girl really had to take revenge, and every word was heartbreaking.
He Yuzhe suddenly understood why he was being targeted. His phone call must have been heard by Tang Zhixi.
He looked at Ye Hanzhi.
Ye Hanzhi cleared his throat: "Well, Zhixi is right."
He Yuzhe's eyes almost popped out of his head. His eyes conveyed: You are also twenty-eight, why are you laughing?
Ye Hanzhi raised his eyebrows, his expression clearly saying: I am different from you.
Then he and Tang Zhixi entered the elevator. He Yuzhe stood outside the elevator and looked at the two of them.
Tang Zhixi had no expression and was quite indifferent. Ye Hanzhi, on the other hand, had a smile on his face.
When He Yuzhe saw this, a sentence came to his mind: One of them is really more sinister than the other. It's not like they don't belong to the same family. These two are a perfect match.
When the elevator was about to close, he stretched out his hand to block it: "What are you doing?"
"Have a meal."
He Yuzhe also entered the elevator: "I haven't eaten either, let's go together."
You two are chasing me together, but you still want to eat alone and enjoy your time together, but there is no way!
Ye Hanzhi ignored him and took him directly.
But after the meal, He Yuzhe knew why Ye Hanzhi took him with him. Because he didn't regard him as a human being at all.
During the whole meal, Mr. Ye had to tie someone's hair with a rubber band, iron the tableware, and pick up the dishes. He waited on her the whole time and just put it in her mouth.
He Yuzhe was about to be shown off to death by him. He shouldn't have come. How come I didn't know this person was like this before?
After eating, Tang Zhixi's cell phone rang when she came out of the Doomsday Hotel.
She took it out and took a look, it was Antin.
After answering the phone, Tang Zhixi hummed twice and hung up. Then she said to Ye Hanzhi, "I'm going to the company."
"I just happened to see you off on the way." Ye Hanzhi said.
Tang Zhixi looked at him.
Ye Hanzhi smiled and said, "I'm really on my way, I'll go over there to do some errands."
An Ting made an appointment at the coffee shop downstairs of Feng Shang Entertainment. He didn't say anything specific, he just said he wanted to meet.
Tang Zhixi thought it might not be that simple.
Sure enough, she entered the coffee shop and went to the second floor to find the reserved seat. As soon as she got to the second floor, she saw Song Zhengde sitting at that seat and a man she didn't recognize.
Wearing a well-tailored gray suit, he looks to be in his twenties, with a very expensive watch on his wrist. He looks very decent, but there is a sense of ruffianism and sluttishness between his eyebrows.
Waiter: "This way, please."
Probably hearing the waiter's voice, Song Zhengde and the man both looked over.
Song Zhengde immediately smiled kindly: "Zhixi, this way."
The man also showed a smile and looked her up and down without concealing his gaze.
Tang Zhixi is also wearing a skirt today. The top is a light purple chiffon shirt top, and the bottom is a light purple long skirt that matches the top and goes directly to the ankles.
Wearing white casual shoes and a pair of long socks underneath.
The weather was getting cold now. Before going out, Ye Hanzhi didn't stop her from wearing a skirt. But he asked her to find a pair of longer socks to protect her ankles.
Tang Zhixi looked at the two of them, her eyes were very pale, and she felt reassured.
The man and Song Zhengde were sitting across from each other, with soft seats connected to both sides. As she walked over, she pulled a chair from the side table and placed it next to the table to sit down. No one was next to them.
"What's up?"
"Zhixi." Song Zhengde became angry when he heard her cold voice, but he still introduced with a smile, "Let me introduce to you, this is the son of the Chen Group, Chen Zheng."
Chen Zheng stood up and reached out to her in a gentlemanly manner: "Hello, Miss Tang."
Tang Zhixi looked at him, her eyes fell from his face to his hands, and then she didn't move.
"Zhixi." Song Zhengde called her from the side.
Tang Zhixi lowered her eyes, adjusted her cuffs, and said calmly: "Hello."
Seeing her reaction, Chen Zheng smiled, took action with confidence, and sat back in his seat.
Song Zhengde smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, she just came here not long ago and she's not quite used to it yet."
"I understand." Chen Zheng called the waiter over and asked, "What would Miss Tang want to drink?"
"Ice American style." After saying this, Tang Zhixi thought for a while and said, "Hot American style."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
"When the weather gets cold in the future, don't drink ice." Song Zhengde sounded concerned.
Tang Zhixi finally looked at him, chuckled, and said, "Isn't it too late for Mr. Song to pretend to be a loving father?"