"Then tell me, you are a married man, why are you pestering me like this?"
"Isn't it just to get my person?"
"Zhao Dong, don't deny it, otherwise you will be too hypocritical!"
Zhao Dong solemnly said: "You really misunderstood, I don't have any purpose, I just want to help you!"
Meng Jiao seemed to have heard a joke, "Help me?"
"When I needed your help the most, Zhao Dong, where were you?"
"Don't answer the phone, avoid me!"
"Now that I have fallen into such a state of desperation, you come here again and again to provoke me and disturb my life!"
"You were afraid that Sophie would misunderstand, so you avoided me. Why are you jumping out now?"
"Zhao Dong, let me tell you, I, Meng Jiao, don't care about you!"
"Are you stalking me so hard just to get my person and make up for the regret of not getting it in the first place?"
"I'll help you today, but please hurry up. I'll be busy later and won't have time to accompany you!"
"After you're done, please don't bother me again."
"From now on, we owe nothing to each other!"
Zhao Dong squinted his eyes, feeling uncontrollably agitated.
From Meng Jiao's few words, he guessed something.
Meng Jiao did call, but at that time, he and Sophie were preparing to move to their old house in Jiangbei.
He was also determined to keep a distance from Meng Jiao, so he deliberately avoided her.
But who would have thought that such a change would happen?
The more Zhao Dong thought about it, the more guilty he became. He felt so depressed that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Finally, he punched the wall hard!
Meng Jiao didn't appreciate it, "Zhao Dong, you don't need to look like this to me."
"You never owe me anything, and I don't need you to compensate me for anything."
"You have been silent, what are you afraid of?"
"Don't worry, I won't tell Sophie, let alone make you responsible!"
"If you think I'm dirty, wait a minute and I'll clean it up!"
With that said, she put on a bathrobe and went out.
Zhao Dong was in a rare panic, "I'm sorry, I'll come back to you another day."
With that said, he strode away without looking back.
Meng Jiao stood there, dazed for a while. After Zhao Dong left for a while, she felt relieved and began to cry.
The crying became louder and louder, feeling aggrieved and helpless.
...
After leaving Meng Jiao, Zhao Dong could not calm down for a long time.
Back in the car, I turned on the music, turned up the volume, and lit another cigarette.
One cigarette after another, until half a pack of cigarettes was finished, his mood eased.
Zhao Dong admitted that there was indeed a relationship between him and Meng Jiao, which seemed to be budding.
But the relationship with Sophie is not fake, and it is even worse!
He is not philanthropic. He already has a woman in his heart, so how can he provoke another one?
Therefore, he was destined to owe Meng Jiao something.
Is it really like Meng Jiao said, ignoring her and letting her fend for herself?
Zhao Dong couldn't do it no matter what.
I don’t know what to do, so I can only ignore it for the time being.
As if escaping, Zhao Dong put aside those messy thoughts and drove to a nearby bakery.
I ordered one of Meng Jiao’s favorite desserts and bread, brought a cup of Starbucks coffee, and returned to the rented apartment.
One trip and one trip, plus the time spent dazed in the car, nearly two hours passed.
When Zhao Dong knocked on the door again, it took a while before someone opened the door.
When the woman saw Zhao Dong, she was full of surprise, "It's you? Why are you back?"