Chapter 681

"Yes! Yes The other was eloquent. "I'm also sad. Why can't a good man find a good woman? How does that woman deserve him? My poor Zhuo Yongchang!

"It doesn't matter. I'll get divorced sooner or later."

"Yes, they will divorce sooner or later. How long do you think they'll last? "

"A year, I guess! Ha ha ha... "

"Ha ha, I guess it's less than a year! How can an illegitimate daughter be worthy of Zhuo Yongchang? Zhuo Yongchang is more handsome than a movie star. Only women with good family background and appearance can be worthy of him! It's said that the mother of Su's illegitimate daughter used to be a restaurant girl. If Su Yuan had not died in the air crash with his parents, the illegitimate daughter would not have been called home by Su's father! "

"It is..."

Listening to their conversation, Ying Yang suddenly lost his food. He kept the beef noodles in the bowl for a long time. Finally, he took out a piece of facial paper, wiped his mouth and left.

Yes! If it wasn't for Su Yuan's death, she would have no chance to return to Su's home.

It's dusk. Take a deep breath, Yingyang steps to the bus stop.

If she didn't want to send documents to Zhuo Yongchang, she would go back to her nest now. She looked down at the documents in her eye bag and sighed again. She really didn't want to see him because she was afraid of him!

Just walked to the station sign, the car has not come, Ying Yang squints his eyes and looks into the distance, waiting for the bus to the seaside.

In the distance, in the white Bugatti, the man holds the steering wheel with one hand, and the other slender hand is casually placed by the window. The purple shirt on him does not feel frivolous at all, but shows a lazy charm. The shirt unties the first two buttons, revealing a strong and thin chest. A casual glance of the man's line of sight shows the woman standing in front of the sign in the distance. Is it her?!

Looking at her from a distance, Zhuo Yongchang's eyes narrowed slightly. On the second day of their wedding, they were busy with their own affairs. The disgusting woman was actually waiting for the bus, which made him very surprised. The woman of the Su family was actually waiting for the bus in front of the bus stop. Su Maodong put forward so many conditions, but he didn't help her buy a car? You can't drive? If you can't drive, you can get a driver!

And what's she wearing? She was like a student, wearing only a T-shirt, jeans and canvas shoes. She really Zhuo Yongchang searched a word in his mind, eh! Simple! Yes, that's the word!

Finally, when he saw the bus coming, Yingyang was relieved, hoping that after it was delivered, he could still catch up with his nest.

In the distance, Zhuo Yongchang watched her get on the bus to the seaside. He followed the bus inexplicably and slowly.

The bus is very slow, stop at the station, people come and go, some get off, some get on, changing the different crowd.

His car is on the left rear of the bus. Yingyang sits by the window, looking at the scenery on the street. His quiet face doesn't have too much expression. Occasionally, he tilts his lips slightly and smiles faintly.

Through the glass, Zhuo Yongchang saw this kind of Yingyang, and his vision went down slightly.

When the bus finally arrived at Haibin Road, Yingyang got off.

It takes half an hour to get to the villa area from the bus stop. Because there is no bus in the villa area, it is estimated that no one is like her. After all, all the people living here are rich, and everyone has a car.

"Can I take a taxi, miss?" The taxi driver, not far from the stop sign, asked enthusiastically.

"No, thank you." Yingyang light smile refused, she knew there would be waiting for the taxi driver.

Yingyang is walking up the coastal road. A car squeaks past her. The wind blows Yingyang's hair away. She closes her hair with her hands at will, without any chagrin.

The man in Bugatti looked at her through the rearview mirror. His sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly. The car drove 500 meters forward and then 300 meters back. He stopped at the side of the road and watched Yingyang leisurely coming through the rearview mirror.

Finally, as she passed by Bugatti, he got out of the car.

The sound of opening the car door startled Yingyang for a moment. She subconsciously glanced at her eyes. Suddenly, her back suddenly froze. Then she heard Zhuo Yongchang's low voice with a slight mockery: "why don't you take a taxi?"

Ying Yang stops and thinks that if she meets him here, she won't go to the villa. Anyway, she has to go a long way. Instead of answering his question, she takes out the cowhide bag from her bag, goes around the car, walks to him and hands it to him: "this is What Mr. Su asked me to give you! "

Her little white hand holding the kraft paper bag looked more tender and white under the dusky yellow street lamp. He frowned slightly, reached for it, opened it, and looked at it. The frown was tighter, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. "Are you satisfied?"

Ying Yang didn't know where to offend him, but he thought that it might touch his proud self-esteem and hurt his pride. He immediately said, "the thing has arrived. I should go. You can call me if you need me to do anything!"

Zhuo Yongchang looked down at her, did not speak, thin lips pursed more tightly, holding the paper bag of hand joints clearly, seems to be exerting.

Ying Yang was stunned again, thinking that he might not have a number, she took out a post it note and pen from her bag, wrote a group of numbers, then wrote her name and handed it to him: "this is my phone!"He didn't answer. He just looked at her coldly.

"Mr. Zhuo, I know this marriage is what you don't want, and it's also what I don't want. We are helpless. You have your purpose, and I have mine. I hope we can live in peace before your purpose is completed!" She said in a calm tone. "Since you don't want my number, forget it. I'll go first!"

She turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" His voice was low, but there was a sense of doubt and sarcasm, as if laughing at her behavior.

"I have a place to live, I'm married, my task is finished, you almost get what you want, and now I just want to live on my own!" Ying Yang said calmly.

"Bring it!" He held out his hand.

She looked at his big hand in bewilderment.

"Number!" He said in a deep voice.

He didn't want it just now, but now he wants it again. Ying Yang has to pass it to him. It seems that this kind of young master is very difficult to serve. If he is not Zhuo Yongchang, she will turn around and go, but she can't help it. He is Zhuo Yongchang, her benefactor. She can only hurt herself in this way.

After handing it over, Zhuo Yongchang took it and put it in his pocket.

Yingyang looks at him as if he doesn't care about putting it into the shirt pocket. She turns her face and looks to the direction of the sea. The sea breeze blows to her face and comes with a fresh damp. She raises her eyes and looks to the sea not far away. There are faint lights on the sea like night. It's the light of the lighthouse. It's warm, but it's warm and misty. If you can't catch it, you can only see it Look.

She looked at the distant lighthouse, a faint smile.

Zhuo Yongchang frowned again, and suddenly felt that her eyes were very light. There was a trace of loneliness, sadness and even self mockery in her eyes. Just that mood flash away, soon disappeared in the depths of the eyes, Ying Yang's mood at this time is really very complex, lost.

"You mean you're moving out?" Zhuo Yongchang didn't expect her to be like this.

"Yes, live your own lives. When you think you can get a divorce, just tell me and I'll sign it." Ying Yang thinks it's good for both of them. After all, their situation is very awkward. Forcing them to live together will only affect each other's lives.

"You're playing hard to get! Would you be so kind to divorce? " His tone immediately cooled down, "if so kind-hearted divorce, why get married?"

Yingyang was stunned when she heard Zhuo Yongchang's words. She couldn't help laughing. It turned out that he thought of himself that way, but it didn't matter. She didn't care. "Whatever you think, it's time for me to go when the things are delivered."

Then he gave him a chance to speak and left.

Zhuo Yongchang followed her back as she left. She was carrying a single shoulder canvas bag. As she walked quickly, her back became farther and farther away. Zhuo Yongchang put a sneer on her lips, but somehow, she felt that her back looked so lonely.

She takes the bus and doesn't even take a taxi.

He watched her turn the coastal road, get on a bus under the stop sign, hold the paper bag hand tight, cold hum, stride to his car, so good, we don't meet, save embarrassment, this is a business marriage, is his life humiliation.

Yingyang sits on the bus and looks out the window at the high-rise buildings, city squares and green vegetation. Liancheng is very beautiful, familiar and strange. After four years, she still comes back.

Yingyang didn't expect Zhuo Yongchang to call him, and it was the next morning.

She was woken up by the phone in her bed, touched the phone and pressed the answer button. Zhuo Yongchang heard the voice coming from that end, which was hoarse with a sense of surname. He couldn't help frowning: "where are you?"

Suddenly hearing Zhuo Yongchang's voice, Yingyang suddenly fell asleep and jumped out of bed. "Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo?"

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"your grandfather asked you to report to Zhuo, this Monday, you report!" The tone was cold, even impatient.

"Oh! I see! " Ying Yang knows it's about being a secretary, but she didn't expect to come so soon.

Today is Friday, that is, there are three days left. She is going to work.

As if unwilling to speak more, Zhuo hung up with a bang.

Yingyang holds the phone and listens to the beep from there. She is sleepless. When Zhuo Yongchang's secretary is around him for the next six months, she will see his cold face every day. She is really afraid.

Saturday.

Ying Yang met a woman in the shopping mall. Although she was in her forties, she was still very elegant. Two people walked opposite in the shopping mall, Ying Yang saw the woman, lowered his head, wanted to walk from the side.