She shouted: "Huang Xiaojue, what are you doing? Why don't you answer the phone?"
Huang Xiaojue was startled: "..."
He said slowly: "What's wrong?"
In Zhou Ting's heart, ten thousand grass and mud horses roared past. What else happened?
"Why don't you speak? Why can't you answer the phone because of something urgent? Do you think I don't know that you are chasing Yan Xixi? Why are you chasing her? Are you still disconnected? Huang Xiaojue, I love Wang Donglin, and I haven't for a long time.
You, you are nothing in her eyes, why are you so thick-skinned? Don’t you have any self-esteem?"
…
However, the constant insults were only in the bottom of her heart, and Zhou Ting did not curse them out in the end.
She didn't dare either.
At this stage, she doesn't dare to be so arrogant in front of Huang Xiaojue. If she drives Huang Xiaojue away, she will lose an excellent tool...
Even though the "gift" was tortured in the palm of her hand all day long, making her restless, she restrained herself - since she was a child, what big scene has she not seen? Yan Xixi, you want to scare me just because of this?
She forced herself to calm down: "Come pick me up right away."
"I'm almost there. Come out."
When I went out, Huang Xiaojue's car just stopped.
Zhou Ting got in the car and covered her forehead: "Go to the conference room."
Huang Xiaojue glanced at her and the car accelerated.
Along the way, the two of them were silent.
Zhou Ting's mind was full of chaos, and she wanted to find someone to have a serious quarrel with. However, she opened her mouth several times and then shut up again, because she found that Huang Xiaojue's face was particularly ugly.
She was not an unreasonable person, but the "mysterious gift" she received really made her almost collapse.
"Xiaojue..."
He was calm.
She couldn't bear it anymore: "Huang Xiaojue, don't you ask what 'big gift' Yan Xixi gave us?"
Huang Xiaojue drove attentively. It was dark in winter, there was a traffic jam ahead, and the car was moving at a tortuous speed. He said calmly: "If you want me to know, will you not tell me?"
Zhou Ting stared at him fiercely, but closed her eyes slumped.
Of course she won't tell him.
However, when she saw Huang Xiaojue today, she didn't like it, whether it was his silence or the scarf he wore today... She didn't understand why he always wore this scarf.
"Huang Xiaojue, do you like this scarf very much?"
"..."
"What does it mean to be surrounded every day? Because it was given by Yan Xixi?"
This is obviously a time for quarrels.
Huang Xiaojue was very impatient in his heart, but he still held it back, "Didn't you throw away all those things a long time ago?"
Zhou Ting sneered.
"Huang Xiaojue, haven't you found that you have been absent-minded? For your sake, I accompanied your mother to socialize with all your relatives. However, since Yan Xixi appeared, you have become dizzy and your spirit is not right. You are so confused.
What do you mean? Cutting ties with her?"
Huang Xiaojue looked at her in surprise.
Suddenly I remembered a joke.
Question: "If your wife is willful and unreasonable, and she has to be coaxed by you every day. At this time, a gentle and considerate girl appears and likes you. Do you choose to divorce your wife or refuse?"
Best reply: "It doesn't matter who comes to power, don't trust the opposition parties."
However, he couldn't laugh.
The light turned green and the car sped off. Zhou Ting opened her mouth several times, but found it boring and stopped.
