Ye Zihao held the cigarette between his fingers, put it to his mouth, took a deep breath, and spit it out.
The smoke lingered in front of his eyes, making his eyes look particularly vicissitudes of life and depth.
"Three months ago! A beautiful woman was used as a bargaining chip by her family and asked to marry someone she didn't love. In order to avenge her family's forced marriage, the woman accidentally found a man in the LOSE bar.
They had a relationship, and what was even more outrageous was that they even got married. Later, the woman's company grew bigger and bigger, and the family began to try to take over it, but the woman refused to compromise and broke away from the family and continued to live with the man.
Go down..."
Ye Zihao spoke calmly, recalling everything that had happened.
After a while, he finished speaking.
Zhao Ying looked shocked, as if she couldn't believe what her ears were hearing.
She is a very smart woman, how could she not know who the man and woman that Ye Zihao is referring to are?
Wasn't he talking about himself and Mr. Yang?
However, what she never expected was that the seemingly beautiful Yang Ruobing turned out to have such a pitiful life experience.
It is said that once you enter a wealthy family, the depth is as deep as the sea. In a wealthy family where interests are paramount, marriage is a bargaining chip, which can unite a larger family and thereby consolidate the status of one's own family.
Yang Ruobing was born into a wealthy family, but was helplessly used as a bargaining chip to marry a man she didn't know at all.
Anyone would be willing to do it!
"She must be very pitiful, right?" Zhao Ying asked sadly.
"You can say yes, you can say no."
Ye Zihao said something vague, and Zhao Ying was stunned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"She is pitiful because she almost became a victim of her family's interests. She is not pitiable because she dared to fight and lived her life."
Ye Zihao said calmly.
"It's not easy for that woman!"
"It's not easy! Indeed!"
Ye Zihao nodded seriously. If it weren't for him, Yang Ruobing would probably have spent his whole life in depression.
"If it were me, I might not have the courage to fight against fate."
Zhao Ying also felt sad for Yang Ruobing.
If a woman carries too many burdens, she may be crushed.
"Without personal experience, it's hard to say whether I dare or not." Ye Zihao shrugged and smiled bitterly.
At this time, he asked Zhao Ying quite meaningfully, "Xiao Ying! Do you think this story sounds good?"
“Sounds great!”
"Then what do you think?"
"I……"
Suddenly, Zhao Ying hesitated.
She knew that Ye Zihao's words were asking her whether she was willing to accept this fact.
However, Ye Zihao is already married to Yang Ruobing, so what's the point of getting entangled with him anymore?
If he said he had no feelings for Ye Zihao, why did his heart hurt so much when the bomb exploded?
default?
Better leave!
Zhao Ying was in a state of confusion at the moment. After a moment, she said lightly to Ye Zihao, "I'll give you my opinion then."
"when?"
"I'll tell you when I get to work one day!"
"What if you don't come to work?"
"Then you will never know my answer in your entire life!"
Zhao Ying said very seriously, not like a joke at all.
Ye Zihao shrugged and said, "Okay!"
"You should have a good rest! I'm going back!" At this time, Zhao Ying stood up straight, turned and left.
Ye Zihao wanted to persuade Zhao Ying to stay, but he knew that it would be useless to force him to stay before Zhao Ying made a decision.
soon!
Zhao Ying left, and Yang Ruobing walked in. She reached out and pinched Ye Zihao's cigarette butt, and said with a cold expression: "Smoking is harmful to health!"
"Honey! Take a breath when you're sick, you'll feel as happy as a god!" Ye Zihao said with a smile.
"I'll kill you! Don't smoke before your body recovers."
Yang Ruobing had a cold look on her face, and her attitude was unusually determined.
After a while, she put out the cigarette butt and asked lightly, "Have you told her everything?"
"Um!"
"Then what did she say?"
"If she comes to work, it means that she accepts our fact. If she doesn't come, then..."
Ye Zihao shook his head and sighed.
"Then let me ask you, if she comes to work, how would you like to deal with her feelings?"
Yang Ruobing stared at him seriously and asked.
"this……"
Ye Zihao suddenly hesitated, and Yang Ruobing also knew his true nature, and sighed slightly.
"As the old saying goes, I will only allow you to go to my bed one day after you have settled your relationship with the beauties."
Yang Ruobing said seriously.
"Honey! Are you jealous?" Ye Zihao made a joke, because he knew that Yang Ruobing would not be jealous for this.
"right!"
Yang Ruobing responded simply and neatly.
"wipe!"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao became puzzled.
…
Time flies!
3 days have passed!
During these three days, Zhao Ying did not come to work, and no one answered her phone calls.
Yang Ruobing knew that Zhao Ying was thinking about her relationship with Ye Zihao.
At the same time, Zhao Youxiong became anxious.
Because the sales volume of "Qiao Jiaren Breast Enlargement Cream" can be described as terrifying, in a short period of time, it successfully occupied most of the market, and its market share quickly approached that of its own company.
And Zhao Youxiong knew that if he gave "Pretty Woman" another chance, he might follow in the footsteps of Mo Zhi and the others.
For this reason, he specially dialed Killer Qiang's phone number.
But what shocked him was that Killer Qiang's phone was turned off, and it had been like this for several days.
"Oh shit!"
"Isn't it said that 'the killer never misses when he takes a strong shot'? But where is he running now? Damn it!"
Zhao Youxiong seemed very anxious, but the killer Qiang was nowhere to be seen. He could not find the killer to deal with Ye Zihao for a while.
…
In a dark room in Jiangcheng City, a man was tied up with a rope. He was weak, his eyes were dull, and his mouth was white, as if he hadn't eaten a grain of rice in several days.
If Zhao Youxiong had been at the scene, he would have definitely recognized this man's identity, because he was none other than the killer Qiang.
At this time, Killer Qiang, who had not eaten for several days, was very weak. In these days, he could only rely on water to maintain his life. "Water... water! I... I want to drink water!"
"Water, sir!"
"I'm going to die of thirst. Who the hell dared you to assassinate my boss?"
At this time, the bodyguard in charge of guarding scolded him angrily.
"Big...brother! Please...give me a sip of water, I...I can't stand it anymore."
The killer Qiang begged silently.
"Okay! Seeing how pitiful you are, I will give you a glass of water."
After that, the bodyguard actually poured a glass of water over.
The killer opened his mouth forcefully, as if he wanted to drink water, and from time to time he said with tears of gratitude: "Thank you... thank you!"
Unfortunately, when the glass of water was still a centimeter or two away from his mouth, the bodyguard suddenly let go of his hand.
"Crack!"
The water fell to the ground, but the killer couldn't drink a drop of it.
"Ouch! Sorry, my hand slipped!" the bodyguard said deliberately and provocatively.
"You...you you!"
Suddenly, the killer was so angry that he was shaking all over.
Damn it! I just want to take a sip of water. Is this request... too much? Damn it!