When I was hesitating, another text message was sent.
Sheng Xin exited and took a look. It was a multimedia message from a new, unfamiliar number.
With a slight tap of his fingertips, his voice suddenly came out.
It’s actually Zong Zhenglie’s recording!
There are also words sent by Zong Zhenglie at the bottom.
[Sheng Xin, seeing the injury on your foot this time, I’ll let you go, but don’t play tricks on me next time! Otherwise, I can’t guarantee that anyone will hear this recording.]
Sheng Xin held her hand tightly and wanted to throw the phone away.
Damn Zong Zhenglie!
How could she mess with him?
She did play with him before when she was in the military compound, but that was hundreds of years ago, and she had long forgotten what he looked like!
Sheng Xin angrily stuffed her cell phone under her pillow, trying to calm down and go to work.
But Zong Zhenglie's face that needed to be beaten appeared in her mind from time to time, making her so angry that she felt itchy at all.
.......
Sheng Xin didn't know when he fell asleep, but he vaguely heard the phone ringing under his pillow.
Without opening her eyes, she reached out for her phone and pressed the answer button, "Hello..."
"Xiao Xin?" Zong Zhengchen's voice reached her ears, and Sheng Xin suddenly woke up.
"Brother? Why did you call me?" She sat up from the bed and rubbed her groggy eyes.
"Haha." Zong Zhengchen laughed awkwardly over there, "I see that you haven't replied to my message, so... I had no choice but to call and ask..."
Sheng Xin frowned and remembered that message.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car horn downstairs, and there was also a sound from the other end of the phone.
"Where are you now?" How could they hear that whistle at the same time?
"I'm downstairs with you." Zong Zhengchen smiled and said, "Come down, I haven't eaten yet today, can you accompany me?"
Sheng Xin glanced outside. It was almost evening. Haven't you eaten yet?
After hesitating for a while, Sheng Xin agreed, "Okay then, I'll change my clothes and go down."
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Xin lowered his head and glanced at the clothes that were torn by Zong Zhenglie, and suddenly felt guilty.
I just went to bed with my brother and then went to have dinner with him?
With a sneer, Sheng Xin took off his shirt, put on a white half-sleeved shirt, and went downstairs without taking his bag.
In the courtyard of the community, the black Bentley car was extremely conspicuous.
Zong Zhengchen was half leaning on the car, his tall and tall figure looking particularly gentle under the dim sunset.
Just like his voice, it makes people feel peaceful.
The moment he saw Sheng Xin, a light flashed in his eyes.
"You're here." He opened the car door with a smile and let Sheng Xin sit in.
"Brother, why haven't you eaten yet?" Sheng Xin looked at Zong Zhengchen in the driver's seat. He had a smile on his face, but she could feel his tiredness.
It must be very tiring to run such a big company by yourself, right?
"I had a meeting in the afternoon and it just ended." Then he drove directly over.
I always feel that when Sheng Xin is by my side, my heart will be calm.
"Oh." She didn't understand those company management matters, so she could only nod.
"What do you want to eat?" Zong Zhengchen started the car and looked at Sheng Xin with raised eyebrows.
"It's up to you, I'm not hungry." As soon as Sheng Xin finished speaking, there was a sudden pain in the sole of her foot, which made her have to frown.