This was the second time Zhang Yingying mentioned "apologizing". Xi Wei was in a daze, feeling a little flattered.
Zhang Yingying's calm words were heard: "I believe you also feel that the fact that Ms. Mo La came to you has little to do with you personally. Although you did have a small dispute with her unintentionally, it was nothing more than a small dispute with her.
It's just the most trivial reason for her to force a relationship with you... This is an undoubted fact."
Xi Wei turned to look at her, and couldn't help but think of the unimaginable chaos during this period, and felt so aggrieved that she wanted to cry.
There was indeed a layer of mist on the inside of her sunglasses.
Zhang Yingying looked directly at her and suddenly smiled: "However, we still have some objections to the interpretation of the facts."
Xi Wei subconsciously held her breath.
“There are currently two factions.
"The first faction, which is what Ronan means, believes that the responsibility lies with him. Because Mo La, a troublesome leader, comes to Xia City, his biggest target is him, and you are just a springboard. So, you can
Blame him, if it will make you feel better... This is what she asked me to tell you, and I will faithfully restore it."
Xi Wei exhaled a little breath between her mouth and nose, and then lowered her head. She must be experiencing a complex psychological process.
Zhang Yingying waited patiently for her response.
Xi Wei really didn't want to talk, what could she say?
Do you want to say "it's rare that you still have some conscience"?
This is really stupid.
The smart answer is, of course, "I understand, I didn't blame him" - the problem is, she is still holding back, and she really doesn't want to say this.
She even started to complain about Zhang Yingying: Doesn't this look like forcing her to take a stand?
Obviously I am the victim!
After an unknown amount of time, she finally suppressed her emotions and spoke in an almost inaudible voice:
"…Where is the other faction?"
Zhang Yingying shrugged: "The other point of view is that he is a bit pretentious.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, the fact that you have become an innocent springboard has not changed. But from a practical point of view, he is not necessarily the target of the other party, and it is not necessary for others to have anything to do with him.
"We have some interesting information here, involving Mo La, you, and some other people... the situation here is more complicated, you don't need to understand it, but it is basically a well-designed and displayed plan.
"I say this just in the hope that you can have more basis for thinking. Fear whoever you hate, don't get the wrong goal."
Zhang Yingying's gaze came over again, but this time, the landing point seemed to be a little off.
Xi Wei felt a little cold on the back of her neck.
Zhang Yingying patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, we will adopt Ronan's attitude towards you in the end. The reason is very simple. He is capable, charming and naive, and can take on more responsibilities... Besides, we respect his opinions."
Well, it should still be there.
"So, what's your problem?"
Xi Wei was still in a daze, especially because Zhang Yingying had slender fingers. When she patted her shoulders, her fingertips seemed to have touched the back of her neck.
She trembled instinctively and her mind was stuck.
Zhang Yingying's voice continued: "What I mean is that if you have any troubles or troubles because of Mo La's existence, you can tell us and we will try our best to help you get rid of this negative influence...
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"Oh, this statement is a bit too idealistic. I'm afraid Ronan didn't think too much about it. That guy Mera is just like a typhoon that forced landfall. It destroyed everything in its path. Even if we can get her
Even if you drive them away, some things cannot be restored to their original state.
"What's more, as long as she doesn't want to, no one can force her out of the country... without causing greater damage."
Zhang Yingying spoke clearly and fluently, and although she spoke fast, she still spoke clearly. However, this clarity and frankness were by no means the ideal answer Xi Wei wanted.
She was silent for a few more seconds, then responded in a low to no voice: "If I say 'yes', how are you going to help me... I mean, in what way."
"To ensure your personal safety to the maximum extent, it is probably similar to the informant protection model. You may need to live in a 'safe house' for a period of time."
Xi Wei was really silent now.
The speed car continued to drive forward, heading home, but Xi Wei didn't feel relaxed at all as she was about to arrive home. The further she went, the more she felt physically heavier and mentally exhausted.
She lowered her head and felt that her condition was terrible, as if she had aged ten years.
However, through her sunglasses, she saw her hands again.
Because of the nervousness, the two hands were tightly clasped together, so that the veins were protruding, and the skin seemed to be transparent - including the exposed half of the wrist, it was white and delicate, and even the fine lines when the skin was folded could be seen
Refreshing.
The next second, Xi Wei raised her hand and touched her cheek lightly. This was a completely unconscious action, but after the touch, she became alert and adjusted her sunglasses in a covert manner.
One after the other, I can't tell which one feels more delicate, the elastic skin or the smooth lenses.
"No...I, I want to think about it again."
It was obviously her own voice, but it seemed to come from outside. Xi Wei was a little dizzy, but in the end she gritted her teeth and allowed her inner emotions and reason to reach a temporary compromise.
As soon as she said this, she regretted it and turned to look at Zhang Yingying:
"May I?"
The latter smiled and nodded: "Of course."
Xi Wei didn't know how she said goodbye to Zhang Yingying. When she finally came to her senses, she was already at home.
The large flat floor in the high-end residential area has achieved the best balance of area, decoration, function and even psychology through careful design. But at this time, Xi Wei was sitting in the middle of the huge circular sofa group, no matter how many pillows there were around her
, Doll, I just feel lonely and cold.
The agent and assistant are not here, not even Mo La.
Xi Wei was in a daze here until the earring-shaped communicator vibrated and woke her up.
The caller is Ho Tung Lau.
Xi Wei breathed a small sigh of relief and answered the phone: "Master He..."
"Xi Wei, you're just teasing me like this!" He Donglou roared like thunder, but his voice almost broke at the back, sounding angry but lacking some confidence.
Xi Wei was a little confused when she was suddenly accused.
But there was no need for her to ask any more questions. The excited He Donglou had already spewed out the most fatal reason:
"Are you brave enough to hook up with a monster like Mo La and still flirt with me? What's wrong with you? You're just trying to trick yourself. Why are you tricking me? Is it exciting? Is it fun?"
"..."
Xi Wei was a little dizzy again and was speechless for a moment.
It's disappointing, but it's completely natural
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.I have known for a long time that it is impossible to stay with such a young man for a long time, but I also wanted to get together and have a good time together, but I never thought that even such a goal would be ruined.
In fact, she had a lot to say. She wanted to say:
What do I know? Am I going to the Starry Sky Club? Is Mo La here after me? You know Mo La is a monster, why don’t you remind me afterwards? When you accused me, did you consider that I am now
What situation?
Thousands of words and cold and contemptuous thoughts turned into blood and sprayed on that face, but the final words came out:
"Master He, thank you for all these years."
He Donglou hesitated, not knowing whether he was remembering the friendship in the past or feeling that he had completely lost his mind:
"you……"
Xi Wei didn't need him to speak anymore and hung up the phone.
Is it the ingenuity of the character, or the dignity in his bones?
Xi Wei admired herself a little.
Later, He Donglou called again, and Xi Wei didn't hang up or add it to the blacklist, just let it ring. She just staggered up from the sofa and went to the bar to look around.
Oh, there was a cigarette... But as soon as she put it in her mouth, she felt like vomiting. Then she found the wine, but as soon as she poured a glass, someone took it away.
Xi Wei turned her head and saw Mo La.
She should have been frightened, but she couldn't muster the energy at the moment.
"Come together?" Mo La raised his glass to her.
At this time, Mo La was just like when they met for the first time, in a place like the bar, showing no restraint and being sexy and dazzling.
At that time, Xi Wei only felt wary, jealous, and a little worried that He Donglou had been seduced. But unexpectedly, in just one month, looking back, it was already ridiculous.
Xi Wei took another cup and poured herself wine. The two cups touched lightly, and the sound was deep and long, lingering.
Mo La drank the dark red wine in one gulp, but in the next second, it all came out of his throat, sprayed over half of the bar, and he coughed like crazy.
Since they met, Xi Wei had never seen Mo La in such a mess, and she was stunned. After two seconds, she realized that her face had also been sprayed some, and she subconsciously wiped it with the back of her hand, but it felt sticky...
"Blood!" Xi Wei screamed when she saw the stain on the back of her hand.
"Shut up, are you afraid of the irritable loser dog?"
Mo La's tone was not high-pitched, but light and airy, as if she was joking. She lowered her head and glanced at the cup in her hand, looking at the mixed wine and blood foam inside, curled her lips, and threw it aside.
The cup took a sip on the edge of the bar, and then fell to the ground. It made a loud bang, but it didn't break.
"What a piece of luck... I mean, if you can win investment for our bullshit and cryptic PPT, you have to pay a price. But I'm still angry!"
Mo La took two more glasses, filled them with wine again, took one for herself, and motioned to Xi Wei to put it on as well:
"Come and drink to this cruel and straightforward world!"
Xi Wei couldn't refuse, so she drank it in a daze.
Mo La smoothly drank the wine down her throat this time, then she hugged Xi Wei fiercely, put her lips to her ear, and blew out warm breath. But the voice wrapped in it hit her ears, like ice slag, stinging half of her brain.
Pain:
"Do you know? In this privileged society, the most efficient way to live a low-privileged life is to quickly recognize your upper limit, then throw away your illusions, quickly catch a train, and bet on your own destiny... So, you are considered a lucky one