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Chapter 320 Depression

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The call ended quickly.

Jiang Zhi was sitting in a coffee shop that had not yet closed late at night. Neon lights were shining outside the transparent glass window, and the orange streetlights lengthened the reflection on the long street.

She drank the fruit tea in front of her and looked at the time, feeling it was still early.

She was not in a hurry to go back, nor did she really want to face Shen Luyan and his friends.

Gu Tingxuan didn't have a good impression of her, and similarly, she didn't have a good impression of Gu Tingxuan either.

As for Miss Feng, she is a stranger who has not even spoken to her a few times.

There is a large shopping mall nearby, with a cinema on the sixth floor.

Jiang Zhi went to the cinema and bought a ticket. A two-hour movie could kill a lot of time. At this time, most of the people watching the movie were young couples.

Only Jiang Zhi came alone.

The seat she was sitting in was very remote, and after the movie started, she discovered that the lead actress was a female star she usually liked, so she patiently watched the whole movie.

Even with the fan filter, Jiang Zhi also felt that this movie was a real bad movie.

She was actually very helpless, as if every time she went to watch a movie, it was always a bad movie.

The lights above the theater suddenly turned on. Jiang Zhi took his bag, lazily got up from the comfortable chair, and walked out of the theater. There were no people left on the street outside.

Jiang Zhi took out his cell phone and looked at the time, it was half past ten.

Take a taxi home, there shouldn't be anyone around.

Jiang Zhi reached out to hail a taxi and sat in the car, feeling not sleepy at all.

When I was bored, I turned on my phone and saw a lot of text messages from numbers I had never seen before.

Unbearable cursing, and some very mean sarcasm.

She really didn't expect that some netizens would be so boring and tirelessly abuse her.

There were times when she was scolded to the point of going insane, and she even began to wonder if she was really a shameless third party.

But when Jiang Zhi married Shen Luyan, he and Jiang Suining had broken up for nearly two years.

However, some of the insulting content on the Internet seems to be correct. She and Shen Luyan did have a relationship that they slept with.

Jiang Zhi suddenly didn't want to escape, so she opened the social software she had downloaded again.

After a few seconds of silence, he bravely searched for his name.

Nothing at all.

Searching Shen Luyan's name, it's still the same.

Clean and calm.

Jiang Zhi found a post she had made before from the chat history with Xu Tingbai, a high-profile post in an entertainment forum.

She didn't have the courage to finish reading it before, maybe she was too bored now.

I actually found it again and looked through it again.

Those dazzling words burst into her sight.

"So what kind of inspirational story is this in the workplace? A little secretary who slept with her was promoted to a wealthy young lady."

"She is considered a young lady from a wealthy family. Have you ever seen her appear in front of the camera? I think her life in a wealthy family is also very difficult."

"Informed people came to report. People inside the company only found out that this was their president's wife by reading the news. This shows how unpopular she is."

"You can ignore everything else. Even if she doesn't get any money or fame, I'm really envious that she can sleep with a handsome guy like Shen Luyan for nothing."

"That's right, and I feel like she's living a pretty happy life, with leisure, money, and a handsome husband. Although the money she gets is nothing compared to the Shen family, it's still much more than ordinary people."

"Forget about the young lady from a rich family. I feel like this young lady from a rich family is quite worthless."

"You are just jealous."

"Who would be jealous of a substitute? It's so funny. Who doesn't know that Shen Luyan is a person with Bai Yueguang, okay?"

"Anyway, mistresses have never had a good ending since ancient times. In the end, they all end up in vain."

When Jiang Zhi saw these words that day, he felt uncomfortable for a long time.

Looking at it now, I don't feel any fluctuation in my heart.

She even sent a screenshot of Xianxin to Xu Tingbai, as if she was mocking herself: "It would be great if you were as rich and free as they said."

Xu Tingbai had just finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone. When she saw the message she sent, it seemed like open-minded words, but it was not reassuring.

Xu Tingbai thought about it for a while and typed slowly: [Azhi, did you take what I told you last time to your heart? 】

Jiang Zhi spent some time recalling it, and after remembering it, he fell into a rare silence, "I haven't gone yet."

Xu Tingbai actually felt that Jiang Zhi's condition was not very good before. When she was in college, although Jiang Zhi was very busy every day, she was full of vitality. Unlike now, when her life seems stable, she looks like a A flower that is about to wither.

The vitality gradually disappeared.

Xu Tingbai was really worried. She sometimes went out to hang out with her to relax. She often stared out the window in a daze, out of state and lost interest in many things.

She said: [Would you like to go to the hospital when you have time?]

Jiang Zhi couldn't refuse her kindness: [Yeah.]

Xu Tingbai then returned to the previous topic: [Let’s stop reading these random comments on the Internet. When this storm passes, no one will mention you again.]

Jiang Zhi said okay, [I'm home, I'll talk to you later.]

She paid the fare, got out of the car and took a breather.

Jiang Zhi stood under the streetlight in a daze. Xu Tingbai wanted her to see a psychiatrist.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, a gentle reminder could make her understand that Xu Tingbai felt that she was gradually starting to feel a little depressed.

But Jiang Zhi doesn't think so. She has been the strongest and most optimistic person since she was a child. How could she suffer from depression?


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