Chapter 86: Eighty-six

Chuichi felt that Zhao Mei was probably crazy.
She looked like a mistress who discovered her husband's cheating, and came to catch up with rape. Almost as soon as she saw her first look, she became awkward. Even the apparent peace and calmness of the surface were too lazy to whitewash, and she ridiculed and ridiculed some messy words.
Xiao Yi couldn't hear it several times, interrupted her, stood up and took her to discuss in a low voice: "Let's go out and talk first."
Zhao Mei shook his hand sharply, and his voice was cold: "What did you say to go out? What can't you say here? What did you promise me? How did you tell me? Now you meet her secretly? Xiao Yi, you Don’t be fooled, people have never liked you at all, you have done such a mean thing, she hates you."
Xiao Yi turned pale.
He was silent for a while and exhaled slowly: "I know," he repeated in a low voice. "I know, you don't have to remind me over and over again, we just talk about things."
She pressed tightly: "I don't remind you? I remind you that you always look for her when you are guilty, I don't remind you what will happen to you? The rural people are all bones! Talk about things? Ha, you Is there anything I don’t know?"
Xiao Yi closed his eyes: "You must-"
"Xiao Yi," Zhao Mei interrupted him, seemingly smiling, "Is there anything else you don't know?"
Xiao Yi finally showed an intolerable expression, rubbing his eyebrows tiredly: "Do you have to talk like this?"
Zhao Mei sneered: "What do I say? Which of my words is wrong? Whose credit are you doing now? Because of who?"
Hatsuri sat on a coffee shop chair with his head propped up, blinking and watching them quarreling.
The location of the corner they chose was separated by the green plants in the middle, and the line of sight could not obscure the voice of the dispute, and some people looked here from time to time.
Zhao Mei probably also noticed that he took a deep breath, calmed down, and turned his attention to Chuichi again.
Chuichi nodded at her: "Hello."
Zhao Mei woke up with a smile: "Miss Chu, you're welcome, I didn't want to hide it when I came here today, don't you get those honors, I'm always very direct, I'm awkward."
Chuichi looked at her very seriously: "No, you are ten years older than me. My dad educated me when I was young, and I should be polite and polite to my elders."
Zhao Mei's face suddenly changed.
Chu Zhi smiled with a smile: "Sit first, I wanted to find you. Since you came here, let's talk directly."
Zhao Mei stood still.
Chuichi even called the waiter gently and ordered her a cup of coffee.
Zhao Mei always squinted and looked at her, as if she was gloating in gloom, and as if she was still unsure about her vigilance.
The waiter brought the coffee and placed it at the table, and Zhao Mei didn't move. The expression looked like Haruhi and the waiter colluded to poison her.
After being quiet for half a minute, Chuchi cleared his throat: "Before this, there is one thing that needs to be clarified -" She pointed to Xiao Yi next to her finger, a serious face, "I am not his ex-girlfriend, we I have not developed any non-student relationship."
Zhao Mei's expression became very complicated, and her mockery and contempt were mixed with emotions similar to jealousy or something. She "ha" screamed with a meaningful meaning: "Of course there will be no non-classmate relationship, Xiao Yi like this, you Can't you see it?"
She stared at her, waiting for her embarrassed expression.
As a result, after waiting for three seconds, Chuchi frowned, seeming to disagree with her words a little: "Do you think Xiao Yi is bad? Then why are you still with him?"
Zhao Mei: "..."
She even began to suspect that Chuichi was intentional.
Leaning back, Zhao Mei looked at her coldly with her arms: "Miss Chuzhi, we are not the same as you. We are very busy, and we have no time to drink coffee with you here and talk about your daily life. If you have any questions, why not? Straight, but if you want to let Zhuo Si withdraw from this contest, then I advise you to die this heart," she paused, a little smug, "our leader and Vice President Lu are also friends for many years, even President Lu, you won't lose face at this point."
Chuchi’s expression was still very calm, even a little wandering, and it seemed that she didn’t take her words seriously at all, holding her face with her small hands, pressing out the soft seal: "There is a question to ask. ," Chuichi flicked the phone on the desktop and turned off the phone. "Did you get the mail thing?"
Zhao Mei did not expect that Chuichi would ask her so straightforwardly.
At that time, her plan was copied, and after seeing her reaction, Zhao Mei felt that this girl should be a person with a very soft personality, unlike the kind who would come directly to her to say such things.
Zhao Mei's first reaction was to deny.
At the beginning of this matter, Gardenia could not find any evidence at all. Jing Heng's internal mailbox and company staff had nothing to do with her.
She glanced at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi also frowned at her.
It was like that, he was also standing on the side of Hatsuji.
The fire in Zhao Mei's heart suddenly jumped up.
Her neck was stretched, her chin slightly raised, like a proud white swan, her predominant eyes looked at her: "What mail?"
Chuchi licked his lips, blinked again, and thought about it. After turning out of the bag at noon, Lu Jiaheng gave her something and pushed it in front of her.
Zhao Mei bowed her head.
The snow-white envelope has a certain thickness and a golden wax seal.
Zhao Mei didn't move.
Churi stretched his neck curiously, waiting for her to take it apart.
When Lu Jiaheng gave it to her, she didn't tell her what it was inside, and her face looked mysterious, which made Hakuchi very curious now.
She waited for a while, but did not wait for Zhao Mei to demolish. She seemed to have a hunch in advance, or she was afraid of something. It took a long time before she opened it and extracted the contents.
Is a photo.
Men and women are entangled and intertwined, doing photos of extremely intimate and ambiguous things.
Zhao Mei swept her eyes indiscriminately, her eyes widened incredulously, and she stood up and stared at her.
Hatsuri looked up blankly, she was separated from them by the table, and she didn't even see what was in the photo.
Xiao Yi, who was sitting next to her, apparently also saw that he seemed to have been stimulated by something. He stayed for a while, then slowly recovered.
He looked up in a daze, staring at the woman beside him.
Zhao Mei opened her mouth: "Xiao Yi..."
Xiao Yi looked at her for a long while, suddenly dropped her head, and then smiled: "Congratulations, your wish has been fulfilled."
He looked at her calmly: "Don't you always want to find a rich person?"
Zhao Mei's eyes were red and he raised his hand to pull him: "Xiao Yi... you listen to me..."
Xiao Yi stood up violently and shook her away.
Chu Zhi thought Zhao Mei would catch up.
But she didn't.
She was sitting there, her eyes looking empty, and it took her a long time to focus and turned back to her face.
The arrogance she had just no longer existed. She looked like she was trampled on her tail. Her voice was very low, trembling and tight: "You came to me today to show me this?"
Hakuchi didn't even know what was in it.
She shook her head and repeated: "I just came to make sure that the mail was sent by you."
"Yes."
She answered too neatly, and Chuchi didn't even respond: "Ah?"
"It's me, I asked someone I know to ask for a mailbox," her lips paled. "One is the truth, the other is the "fact" that has passed for a long time. Am I lying? I just let everyone know this Two things only. Three days have passed since the first email was sent. Has your gold master taken any action? Did he explain it? Maintain you?" Zhao Mei held his hand on the desktop with both hands. The photo, leaning close, suddenly smiled, "Little girl, stop dreaming of flying on branches to become phoenixes. How can there be true love in this world, do you really think those rich people really like you? He just Want to sleep with you."
She looked like she was stunned, looking at her cruelly and happily, waiting for her reaction.
Hachiri and her looked at each other, and they were still very calm. With her words, her expression began to fluctuate little by little.
Zhao Mei showed a successful expression.
Churi seemed to have been offended, her big round eyes stared at her, and she was very deterrent: "You apologize."
Zhao Mei raised her eyebrows slowly, her disappointed expression finally became alive: "Apologize? You should thank me, I am now--"
The next second, a glass of cranberry juice mixed with ice was poured on her face.
Zhao Mei screamed.
The white suit she was wearing was all dyed light red, and her delicate hair was hung with mint leaves and cranberry flesh. The juice dripped down and slid down the tip of the chin into the neck of the neck, dripping tickly. desktop.
She closed her eyes reflexively, her expression blank for a few seconds, and nothing happened at all.
Chuchi didn't respond, when she recovered, she had an empty glass in her hand.
Zhao Mei opened her eyes, her expression grimly: "Early--"
She looked like she was about to hit her. The first response was extremely fast. Immediately, she quickly pulled the hot coffee in front of her, leaned over and raised her hand, and fluttered again.
The water in the small river is la la la la.
Another soprano screamed.
The woman in front is mixed with the fragrance of cranberry and mellow coffee, the delicate large roll is wet, the head is covered with mint leaves and a bunch of cranberry raspberry pulp flesh, chest There were even two pieces of ice stuck at the neckline.
The waiter has rushed over. Chuchi looks like a flexible little white rabbit. He lifts the bag and flashes out of the deck, hiding behind the waiter at the table. The little chin lifts, and he hums heavily at Zhao Mei. There was a sound, and then fled the scene at the speed of the Olympic women's 100-meter run.
meeting room.
The management team walked almost the same. Lu Jiaheng leaned back in the chair and looked at the man in front of him, a little distracted.
Behind is a huge French window, the clouds are very thick, the afternoon sunlight is diluted and thin, struggling to cast indoors.
Lu Hongsheng rubbed his temples, his voice sounded tired: "What's the matter."
Lu Jiaheng raised his lips: "How come it looks so tired, haven't you slept recently?"
Lu Hongsheng was slightly surprised and raised his eyes: "Well, I'm a bit busy lately."
"Buy your little lover's email account?"
The ripples of the hypocrisy of father and son friendship were broken last second.
Lu Hongsheng looked cold: "What are you talking about?"
Lu Jiaheng looked at him coolly and said: "If you don't know, you can ask your little lover," he paused, "Oh," he said, "However, you know which one I am talking about Little lover?"
"I really don't know, but yours, I know it," Lu Hongsheng sneered. "What's the intern called, Hakuchi? When I first saw her, I felt familiar, but then I thought I saw her where she got up, not in my son's cell phone."
Lu Jiaheng's lips drooped and looked at him emotionally.
Lu Hongsheng finally realized that he pinched him by seven inches, smiled, and made a three-point triumphant three-point mock: "I thought I would like what you like, but I didn't expect it to be like this? The company has committed a crime, the character seems to be not good, you are going to bring such a daughter-in-law home?"
This is good.
No longer play family games like before, no longer have any humble expectations. In this way, it makes people feel comfortable.
I thank you for letting me be born into this world, and thank you for the hand that choked my emotions in the swaddle.
Lu Jiaheng dragged his lips, lowered his eyes, and smiled silently: "At the end of this month, you will get the exact news, the land you photographed at a high price is abandoned, and the key economic development area is in the southeast,"
He raised his eyes with no expression, looking at his eyes lightly, his voice very flat, as if reading a report: "You should have heard a little wind now, so I'm also asking about Jiangnan recently, but I can be very To tell you clearly, even if you look for the leaders of the Urban Construction and Housing Construction Bureau to eat many times, it is useless, you have no money, and the land now has a name. Coincidentally, this land You have the same surname, but unfortunately it is not yours."
Lu Hongsheng's complexion finally changed.
"And your film company is nothing more than the cards, what is the name of the front line? Qiao Lu? You don't know what is wrong with her?"
The file in Lu Jiaheng's hand was thrown on the table, and there was a "slap" sound. He leaned into the chair and stretched his legs, and the whole person collapsed into a pie. "The general manager did not let you for four or five years. Even if it’s a centimeter wide, the old man doesn’t give up who you give up? Dad doesn’t recognize it. You talk about it. After four or fifty years of life, what would it mean to be a human being?

Lu Hongsheng gritted his teeth: "When did you do these things, counting your biological father, where do you think you are better than me?"
Lu Jiaheng squinted and tilted his head lazily: "I didn't do anything, there is a saying called self-eating evil, all things are not a fluke, even if you don't pay back the sins you made in the future, they will also I will come to you one by one to make your payment clear."
Chuichi came out of the coffee shop, stepped on Xiao Gao He and went all the way to the crazy temple, and ran out of two streets before stopping the car panting.
In the car, Chuichi received a call from Ms. Deng. The father's work had just ended, and he gave himself a vacation. The days in July and August were just right.
Chuichi was silent for a while: "Where are you now?"
"At home! Just waiting for you!" Ms. Deng said so happily in the sound of an airport flight broadcast.
Chuichi: "..."
She was sitting in the back of the taxi, turning back all the way, fearing that Zhao Mei would try to retaliate behind her, making the taxi driver look nervous, probably thinking she was an unscrupulous criminal who was escaping the pursuit .
As soon as the car arrived, Hatsumi gave the money to get off, and the driver couldn't wait to leave.
Hatsuji stood on the spot, rubbed his sore feet, and went upstairs.
After thinking about it, I pressed the number of floors of Lu Jiaheng.
The elevator door opened. She walked to the door of his house and rang the doorbell first. After a while, there was no one to turn the key to open the door.
As a result, the key just entered the lock and the door was opened from inside.
Chuchi blinked: "Are you at home?"
"Huh" Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes, "Is the matter resolved?"
Chuichi vaguely said, "Is it right?"
Lu Jiaheng laughed: "What does it mean? Is this still a statement?"
She slipped on her slippers and stepped into the room. While walking towards the living room, the whole person was exhausted and slumped directly into the soft sofa. She twisted her ass, lifted her feet, and laid down: "I don’t know how to deal with this. The way is right."
"I don't know anything." Lu Jiaheng chuckled lightly and came over to sit down next to her, lowering his eyebrows, raising his hand, and the cool palm covered her chest.
The clothes in summer are thin, and the palm and the material of the top fit closely, and you can even feel the outline of the underwear under the cloth.
At the beginning, Zhi Zhi froze, and the air was silent for three seconds.
Lu Jiaheng sat on the sofa with long legs stretched, covering her chest with her hand, holding the piece, motionless, lazy, and her voice was soft. There was nothing wrong with it: "Are you comfortable here?"
Chuichi: "........."
Chuchi face flushed, looked at him with wide eyes, fluttered up, and pushed him away.
Lu Jiaheng was originally sitting on a sofa, and he didn't use much force, so he leaned back on the emptiness. At first, Zhili couldn't control it, and was caught off guard. Lu Jiaheng was pushed off the sofa violently by her, sitting on the buttocks. Off the ground.
The long-pile carpet on the ground was soft, and there was no sound when it fell. The back was just the coffee table. The sound of the body hitting a hard object made a muffled sound. After a bang, the coffee table shook.
Lu Jiaheng wrinkled his brows with pain, hissing.
Chuichi was also taken aback, slipped through the smoke, knelt in front of him, and panicked and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm not intentional. Does it hurt?"
Lu Jiaheng frowned, raised his head, and bowed back slowly for a while: "Are you trying to murder your husband?"
Chuchi wrinkled her small face: "Whoever makes you play rogues..."
Lu Jiaheng uttered an eyebrow and raised his eyebrows: "I'm asking you, are you feeling comfortable after doing this?"
Chuichi: "..."
He leaned his hands on the ground, straightened his back slowly, one leg slightly bent, his arms on his knees, leaned closer to her, his voice lowered, with a little husky magnetism: "This little friend Why are you looking forward to me playing hooligans now?"
"..."