Chapter 34:

The living room is quiet and the layout of the house is good. One side is the open balcony, from which the warm light of the morning sun shines in obliquely, making the living room translucent and warm.
Xiang Yueming stopped for a moment and picked up the sticky note.
It's a font she is familiar with.
In a few simple words, let her eat breakfast before going to the company to practice dance. He went to the company.
Xiang Yueming's fingers rubbed the words "Cheng Zhan", and she looked down at the breakfast on the table.
It is her favorite small wonton and soy milk. She reached out and touched it, it was still hot.
I haven't come back for too long, and there is nothing in the refrigerator.
Yesterday, Xiang Yueming went to the supermarket to buy two breads and a few bottles of milk. It was originally intended to be eaten this morning.
But this will smell the familiar scent of wonton, Xiang Yueming is hungry, really a little eager.
She was struggling, and Cheng Zhan called.
"Get up?" Cheng Zhan's voice was low, slightly hoarse.
Xiang Yueming said "Um", and her fingers moved in small circles on the table. It was her state when she was tangled.
Cheng Zhan paused and asked in a low voice, "Have you had breakfast?"
"not yet."
Cheng Zhan: "Eat breakfast."
Xiangyueming Nunu mouth.
Cheng Zhan said quietly: "I took the bread you bought last night."
"?"
Xiang Yueming looked dumbfounded and walked toward the refrigerator with wide eyes: "What did you say?"
Cheng Zhan: "I ate it in the morning. The bread is not nutritious. Aunt Xu made ravioli specially for you. You will not disappoint her kindness."
Xiang Yueming: "..."
In an instant, everything seemed to be finished by Cheng Zhan, and she had no room for refutation.
Looking at the empty refrigerator, Xiang Yueming turned her mouth several times, but she still endured it.
"Are you naive?"
Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows and flipped through the information in his hand: "You are naive if you think it is naive."
Xiang Yueming choked: "Cheng Zhan!"
Cheng Zhan smiled lightly, knowing that she was really angry. He pondered for a moment, then whispered: "Seriously, go dancing after eating."
He said: "I changed you a driver without your consent."
Xiang Yueming was startled slightly: "Why?"
Cheng Zhan: "I didn't find anything special on the monitoring side. I'm not sure if it's your illusion or what the situation is. It's better to be younger and more reliable."
To prevent Xiang Yueming from refusing, Cheng Zhan said without hesitation: "This is a company arrangement."
"..."
Once these words came out, Xiang Yueming really had no reason to refuse.
She lowered her eyes and said, "Listen to Mr. Cheng's arrangement."
Cheng Zhan said with an "um" and reminded: "Go to the company after eating. Call me if you have any questions."
Xiang Yueming said nothing.
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yueming ate breakfast before going out to the company to practice dance.
In the afternoon, she can go to the company to practice dance.
At the gate of the community, Xiang Yueming saw the new driver Cheng Zhan had changed for her.
The previous driver was a forty-year-old uncle who was very kind and spoke very little, and Xiang Yueming was quite comfortable.
And now this... she glanced at the muscles of the man's arm, suddenly wondering where Cheng Zhan came from.
"Miss Xiang, I am your new driver Guo Wenshi. Just call me a stone."
Xiang Yueming nodded and looked at him curiously: "Are you Cheng Zhan's bodyguard before?"
Guo Wenshi nodded: "Yes."
Xiang Yueming smiled: "No wonder." She said slightly apologetically, "Sorry, I will be my driver if you come here."
Guo Wenshi said solemnly: "Serving Mr. Cheng and Miss Xiang is the same."
Xiang Yueming: "..."
She glanced at Guo Wenshi and smiled, "Thank you."
After getting in the car, Xiaoxi chatted with Guo Wenshi first.
Only then did Xiang Yueming know that Guo Wenshi was a soldier before, but later retired and joined a bodyguard company. After that, he was selected to be a bodyguard for Cheng Zhan.
However, he rarely appeared, and their bodyguards usually only appeared in front of Cheng Zhan and everyone on urgent matters.
He is the bodyguard with Cheng Zhan the longest.
Xiang Yueming listened, turning a thousand times.
She tilted her head and looked out the window, probably understanding what Cheng Zhan meant.
But she didn't ask.
After arriving at the company, Xiang Yueming left these trivial matters behind and focused on dancing.
Anyway, she didn't need an answer so urgently. But Xiang Yueming wanted to know if he had an illusion last night.
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Cheng Zhan called Aunt Xu early in the morning and asked her to make breakfast to Xiang Yueming.
After putting it down, Cheng Zhan left and went straight to the company.
After washing, Ding Wei came to report on the situation.
"Cheng, Mr. Zhang said that there was nothing unusual about that section of the road last night."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes: "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Ding Su said: "Zhang Ju personally checked the surveillance, and he said that when Miss Xiang left, there were people walking normally behind him, nothing special."
Cheng Zhan frowned and asked in a low voice, "Is the surveillance video available?"
Ding Hang Shui Ximu slapped Chiimeng persuaded Tusi to come. "
Cheng Zhan took over and said lightly: "Make an appointment for a meal with Zhang Ju."
Ding Yingmi screams at Lebacha!
Cheng Zhan looked at the surveillance camera sent over, and indeed found no suspicious points.
For a moment, he was not sure if it was Xiang Yueming's illusion.
Cheng Zhan watched it again and again, but did not see the problem.
He could only tell Guo Wenshi to pay more attention to the people around Xiang Yueming and follow him wherever he goes.
After a busy morning, by noon, Cheng Zhan's office welcomed rare people.
Zhao Minghui will appear in his office at her height, looking elegant and generous.
Cheng Zhan's eyelids jumped, got up and walked towards her: "Mom, why are you here?"
Zhao Minghui pushed her sunglasses and looked disgusted: "Why? Your mother is shopping around here, can't you have lunch with you?"
Cheng Zhan: "...OK."
He was weak and looked down at the watch time: "Where do you want to eat?"
"Where do you usually eat?"
"office."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Minghui looked disgusted.
She glanced at Cheng Zhan: "Have you lost weight recently?"
"may."
Cheng Zhan didn't tell her about his illness, but only explained: "It's a bit busy."
Zhao Minghui said "um" and looked at him up and down: "Pay attention to your body, you can see with this face now."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
In the end, Cheng Zhan arranged to go to the mall next door for dinner.
There is a restaurant that Zhao Minghui still likes.
After sitting down, Zhao Minghui looked at his message and asked curiously: "Send a message to your girlfriend?"
Cheng Zhan paused and said in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Minghui raised her eyebrows: "Really."
She deliberately poked Cheng Zhan's heart, "Why did I hear Qingqing say that you broke up with your girlfriend."
"..."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes, his expression indifferent.
Sometimes Zhao Minghui couldn't catch her son's eyes, always feeling too cold.
She don't open her eyes and said, "I heard it by accident."
Cheng Zhan took a sip of tea, his Adam's apple rolled: "I didn't agree."
Zhao Minghui sighed: "Say well, are you bad for people and girls?"
"No."
Cheng Zhan thought that he was quite good with Xiang Yueming. It's just that he knew where Xiang Yueming wanted to leave.
Zhao Minghui looked at him: "Why did they break up with you."
Cheng Zhan paused for a while and didn't want to tell her.
Zhao Minghui looked at him with scorching eyes and urged: "Let's talk about it, your mother, as a person over here, may be able to give you some ideas."
She pointed to Cheng Zhan and said, "Your personality is too boring. Have you never told any other girl you like it?"
Cheng Zhan: "..."
Zhao Minghui glanced at his expression and knew that he had guessed it correctly.
"Then why are you together, the girl chased you first?"
Cheng Zhan: "No."
"You chased it?"
"...Neither."
Zhao Minghui choked. She drank half a drink angrily, rolled her eyes dignifiedly and gracefully, and muttered in a low voice: "According to your words, it's strange that girls don't break up with you."
She looked at Cheng Zhan, a little curious: "Cheng Zhan."
Cheng Zhan gave her a look.
Zhao Minghui smiled: "You tell me, do you like people or girls?"
Cheng Zhan didn't speak up.
But he knew that he liked it. When we were together before, it didn't feel so strong.
Cheng Zhan is not a crooked person, nor does he like to talk about love.
He and Xiang Yueming were unclear at first, but Cheng Zhan knew that if another person bumped into each other and hugged him, he would not be softened, let alone a series of subsequent behaviors.
After Cheng Zhan graduated and returned to China to take over the company, he gave him a lot of gifts. But he was unmoved. For no other reason, Cheng Zhan's living environment was very good since childhood, and his parents were more affectionate.
Although Cheng Zhan is not a hopeful person, he is not a fool.
He never does things that he regrets.
At least he always remembered what Zhao Minghui said to him, be cautious about feelings and cherish every girl.
If you don't feel anything, don't spoil others. Even though, some are voluntary. He also has to keep his bottom line.
The only time he was planted on Xiang Yueming.
At that time, it might be drunk. It could also be that the smell on her was soothing, or it could be because of the night of the first meeting.
Cheng Zhan was deeply impressed by her, and her brows appeared before his eyes unconsciously.
At that time, Cheng Zhan thought that people like Xiang Yueming were not good enough, but the entertainment industry was really messed up. In that case, it would be better to protect it yourself.
Anyway, he doesn't hate Xiang Yueming.
After being together, Xiang Yueming initially converged.
But Cheng Zhan knew that her restraint was pretended. She tried her bottom line time and time again, and Cheng Zhan found it interesting at first. Later, it became a subconscious indulgence.
He even felt that Xiang Yueming could do a little more, he was fine.
He likes her agility, troubles herself from time to time, asks for resources to be bullied, look at herself and complain.
Contrived but true. He doesn't play scheming behind his back, all his thoughts and thoughts can be directly said, without him having to guess, and the life is very comfortable.
Because of this, Cheng Zhan didn't feel any tension.
He and Xiang Yueming get along more happily than ordinary people. He thought that the two would continue like this.
It was when Xiang Yueming proposed to separate, and now, Cheng Zhan realized that something was wrong.
The soreness and suffocation that she brought up when she was parting made him unable to ignore. It also allowed Cheng Zhan to react with hindsight. Maybe Xiang Yueming didn't intend to go with him in that way from beginning to end.
He also realized that he was used to Xiang Yueming not only because he didn't hate her, but also because he felt that she was artificial and real.
More because I like it.
The thought that had been hiding in the bottom of my heart popped out, making Cheng Zhan face it for the first time. He is more than a simple heartbeat to Xiang Yueming.
...
Zhao Minghui observed him for a long while and said bluntly: "If you like it, you should tell others."
Cheng Zhan responded in a low voice.
Zhao Minghui held her cheek, a little like to laugh. With her, Cheng Zhan has always been an obedient and sensible child. Although her personality was a little cold, Zhao Minghui never worried about her since she was a child.
For the first time, she saw a distressed look on Cheng Zhan's face.
She cleared her throat, trying not to go too far.
"Also, the girl will chase." She looked at Cheng Zhan: "Will you chase people?"
Cheng Zhan glanced at her: "Mom, I'm not that stupid."
"You're not stupid, but you are just like your dad who wants face and straightness." Zhao Minghui snorted: "Sometimes it's easy to admit defeat and subdue soft."
Cheng Zhan ignored her and bowed his head to eat.
As Zhao Minghui said, she was even more energetic, "Also, for girls, we need to give gifts to the girls, bags, clothes, jewelry, and if possible, take people to watch movies, watch the stars, and camp. For children, they are all romantic and yearning things..."
She didn't care whether Cheng Zhan listened or not, and she directly informed all the tricks she saw on the Internet.
In the end, Zhao Minghui was thirsty.
Cheng Zhan had to go to his mother in person and buy a cup of lemon tea to quench his thirst.
-
After having dinner with Ms. Zhao, Ms. Zhao took Cheng Zhan to stroll around the mall.
"Which bag does your girlfriend prefer?"
Cheng Zhan glanced around and said nothing.
Zhao Minghui looked at him and pushed his arm: "Cheng Zhan, you don't even know this, do you?"
"No."
Cheng Zhan paused, thinking of Xiang Yueming's reaction before, she seemed to be delighted with all the things he gave him. She didn't say she liked it very much, she liked it all.
But when I left, I didn't take any of them.
Zhao Minghui looked at him and shook her head: "Cheng Zhan, your girlfriend can tolerate you for half a year is already very good. Your boyfriend is worse than your dad back then."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
The poor Cheng Zhan appeared at the dance life recording scene that afternoon.
Cheng Zhan's low-key, Ding Ling Cang Liao Ren said hello, without revealing his whereabouts.
When Xiang Yueming arrived in the afternoon, the rehearsal began.
In the evening, for the evening dance, she didn't eat anything, just drank water in silence.
Xiang Yueming looked at Xiaoxi gorgingly, a little greedy.
"I am starving."
Xiaoxi looked at her: "Sister, do you want to eat?"
Xiang Yueming struggled for a few seconds and shook his head: "Forget it, tonight's skirt is close-fitting. If I have a small belly, it will become my black material."
Xiaoxi: "...you are right."
She thought of Xiang Yueming's vest line, curious: "I have a vest line, will I still have a small belly after a meal?"
Xiang Yueming looked at her eyes: "Of course there will be if you eat too much."
She leaned on the side to rest, lazily looking: "It's over late, I'm going to eat hot pot."
Xiaoxi glanced at her, "Aren't you afraid of being scolded by the tour guide when you go back?"
"Not afraid."
Xiang Yueming said frankly: "You can't tell after eating."
Xiaoxi was speechless.
Xiang Yueming waited boringly, she had nothing to do, swiped on Weibo, and looked at Moments.
Did not see anything interesting.
Xiang Yueming's dance today is still modern dance.
Wearing a tight-fitting black short skirt, the figure shows the curve, which makes people unable to move their eyes.
What makes people even more confusing is her dance style. Every move is extremely powerful.
Cheng Zhan watched from the audience and saw the light in her eyes.
Even if she is tired, Xiang Yueming's enthusiasm and passion for dancing will never go away.
Xiang Yueming only saw the man offstage when she stepped down. She was taken aback, and before she could react, she was pulled back by other voices.
Stepping out of the tunnel, Xiang Yueming looked at the person waiting for him: "Did you see an acquaintance just now?"
Xiaoxi said "Ah", curious: "What acquaintance?"
Xiang Yueming paused and shook his head: "Nothing."
She didn't know why Cheng Zhan came. Although she had guesses in her heart, she was not sure.
Xiang Yueming returned to the lounge, and as soon as he entered, Cheng Zhan's call came.
"Hey."
"When can it end?"
Xiang Yueming was slightly startled: "What?"
Cheng Zhan said lightly: "I am waiting for you at the door."
Xiang Yueming choked, and refused without hesitation: "Cheng, I don't need you to wait."
Cheng Zhan: "In the parking lot, come out and tell me, I let Guo Wenshi go back."
Xiang Yueming: "..."
She closed her eyes and whispered: "What do you mean."
Cheng Zhan remained silent for a while, and whispered: "Speak to your face."
"..." Xiang Yueming said silently, a little uncomfortable: "Your words count."
"Ok."
-
As soon as he went out, Xiang Yueming saw two cars not far away.
She raised her eyebrows and knocked on the car window.
Cheng Zhan rolled down the car window to look at her. After seeing the assistant behind her, he whispered: "Guo Wenshi is still there, let him take your assistant back."
Xiang Yueming: "...you lie to me?"
Cheng Zhan: "Sorry."
Xiang Yueming probably knew what he was thinking. She confessed to Xiaoxi and opened the door and got on the car.
After getting in the car, Xiang Yueming was also behaving, not at all as presumptuous as before.
Cheng Zhan tilted his head to look at her eyes, his eyebrows moved slightly: "Are you hungry?"
Xiang Yueming: "What are you going to tell me?"
Cheng Zhan looked at her: "Eat first."
Xiang Yueming pursed her lips and insisted: "You speak first."
Cheng Zhan said nothing.
What Xiang Yueming hated the most was his silence. Cheng Zhan was always silent every time he didn't want to answer something. Sometimes Xiang Yueming even has the illusion that these things are like her one-man show.
"Cheng Zhan." She raised the volume: "You will get out of the car without telling me now."
She said: "We are already separated, it makes no sense for you to do this."
She turned her head and looked out the window, her lips moved, and she said what she hadn't said cruelly.
"You are like a scumbag, you are just used to my existence, not -"
Cheng Zhan interrupted before saying the following words.
He parked the car on the side of the road, staring at her scorchingly: "How do you know it's not?"
Xiang Yueming looked at him in shock.
Cheng Zhan asked quietly: "When did you feel so insecure about yourself."
Xiang Yueming opened his mouth, and couldn't hold out a word for a long time.
Cheng Zhan looked at her dazed expression and asked in a low voice: "Don't understand?"
Xiang Yueming said nothing.
Cheng Zhan raised his hand and touched her head. He sighed in compromise: "It's not because of habit."
He said: "I like it, can you understand?"
Xiang Yueming's eyelashes trembled lightly, staring at him with wide eyes.
The shadowy light from the street lamp shone through the car window, making Cheng Zhan's facial contour look clearer.
For a moment, the thorny road in front of Xiang Yueming seemed to have been pushed aside and turned into a spacious and smooth road.
She felt unbelievable, but she saw the seriousness in his eyes again.
The two looked at each other silently, and the cabin became extremely quiet.
Xiang Yueming thought that a man like Cheng Zhan would never be able to say such things. She even felt that Cheng Zhan would not like people.
He is the pride of heaven, and there has never been a compromise in the world. And feelings are even more dispensable for him.
He has a deep mind and doesn't like to say more. Xiang Yueming felt that he was like a machine without emotion many times.
It is precisely because of this that she does not want to let herself hold some impossible thoughts.
She is a decisive person, after thinking about this, she naturally wants to stay away from him. She didn't want to make herself less like herself because of a man.
Xiang Yueming pursed his lips and looked at him: "You don't have to force yourself."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhan smiled.
He looked straight at her and asked in a low voice, "I am like someone who can force myself?"
Xiang Yueming was silent.
Cheng Zhan said: "For feelings, do you think someone can force me?"
He looked at Xiang Yueming and whispered: "Just don't believe me?"
Don't open your eyes to Xiang Yueming, and didn't dare to look at him again.
She heard her heart beating, she was stunned, pounding and pounding secretly.
Xiang Yueming shook his head, "No."
Cheng Zhan was clear: "That's not obvious from my performance, sorry."
He paused briefly, and said in a low voice: "I will try to correct it later."
Xiang Yueming: "..."
She raised her eyes to look at him, and said silently, "I didn't mean that."
Cheng Zhan: "Huh?"
The expression in his eyes is very obvious, so tell me what you mean.
Xiang Yueming paused, and said softly: "I don't think I and you are very suitable."
Cheng Zhan: "For example."
He said: "I think it's quite appropriate."
Xiang Yueming: "I don't like you."
Cheng Zhan paused and squeezed her face: "Then you try to like it."
Xiang Yueming choked.
She looked at Cheng Zhan strangely, and was a little shocked that the words came out of him.
Is this... still Cheng Zhan.
"Are you... possessed by something? Your mind becomes unconscious?"
Cheng Zhan: "Well, you might be possessed."
"..."
Xiang Yueming opened her mouth and suffocated: "I didn't!"
Cheng Zhan smiled and said clearly: "Yes, you don't."
He said, "That might be my fascination."
Xiang Yueming choked, only feeling that Cheng Zhan was cheeky and out of place.
She murmured: "Who taught you to say this?"
"Is it still taught by people?" Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "No one."
Xiang Yueming pouted and didn't believe it.
Cheng Zhan looked down at her and asked in a low voice, "Can I go to dinner now?"
Xiang Yueming: "We have nothing to eat. Don't think that I will feel soft when you say that."
She emphasized: "We are now separated."
"Can't eat with ex-boyfriend after separation?"
Xiang Yueming looked at him in shock: "When are we boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Cheng Zhan: "..."
He squinted at her: "So with you, I'm just a bed partner?"
Xiang Yueming choked.
Shouldn't I be the one who questioned Cheng Zhan about this? How did you change it?
She raised her head and looked at him without showing any weakness: "You didn't treat me as a girlfriend before."
The two are deadlocked, and there is no solution to this problem.
Cheng Zhan paused and sighed, "It's my fault."
He looked at her, the emotion in his eyes was revealed, which made people see it really. In his beautiful eyes, there is only Xiang Yueming alone.
Cheng Zhan squeezed her face, a little helpless: "Then have dinner with the suitor, okay?"
Xiang Yueming's heart beats like a drum, pressing the beating heart, don't open his eyes and say, "Then what if I don't want to."
Cheng Zhan looked at her, "Are you really hungry?"
He looked at her and said in a low voice, "Is it OK to give the suitor a chance?"
His tone was low and soft, and he seemed to be coaxing people.
What Xiang Yueming couldn't stand most was Cheng Zhan's sudden softness.
Her eyelashes trembled and she lowered her eyes and said, "I can't help but eat with you once."
Cheng Zhan chuckled softly and said, "Thank you. What do you want to eat?"
Xiang Yueming smiled slightly, not at all polite: "Hot pot."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
To say what Cheng Zhan hates most, it must be to go to a hot pot restaurant.
He has a mild cleanliness addiction and is very disliked by the taste of hot pot restaurants.
Xiang Yueming knows this very well.
But to be honest, she didn't deliberately make things difficult for Cheng Zhan. She was going to eat hot pot afterwards.
"Will you go? Mr. Cheng."
Xiang Yueming asked deliberately: "If you don't want to go, I will find someone else to accompany me to eat."
"Who are you looking for?"
Xiang Yueming paused slightly and said pretentiously: "Other suitors, I'm not the only suitor you are."
Cheng Zhan said quietly, "Really."
"...Of course." Xiang Yueming was not afraid of him at all: "You don't think I am chasing him."
"No."
Cheng Zhan admits this.
He never thought that Xiang Yueming was a type that no one chased. On the contrary, she is very attractive.
Xiang Yueming was slightly startled, turning a thousand times.
She triumphantly said: "Yes, I am not bad."
"Yeah." Cheng Zhan said: "Excellent."
Xiang Yueming: "..."
She was silent for a few seconds, looking at him: "You should be normal."
I don't know why, those words came out of Cheng Zhan's mouth, causing her to get goose bumps. It was like a blind man told her that she was very beautiful.
Weird, unspeakable weird, it makes people frustrating.
Cheng Zhan chuckled, "Am I not normal now?"
He glanced at Xiang Yueming and started the engine: "I'm telling the truth, not only excellent, but also beautiful."