Chapter 436

Zhuang Jingrui was rejected and obviously felt that she wanted to distance herself.

"You don't have to feel guilty. I volunteered everything. It's none of your business."

"Jingrui."

"Uncle, I will communicate with him when I have a chance."

Song Jin was even more ashamed: "Jingrui, let go of the past. We are both trapped in the past. Now Su Yirou has gone in, and I am also convinced to let go of hatred."

He wanted to tell her that they were different, but if he told her, it would only add pressure to her.

"Well, I know."

"The dealer is also giving you pressure."

"That's not true."

Song Jin was a little relieved that she didn't become a disaster in the eyes of the Zhuang family.

They chatted as they walked downstairs. When the nurse came back to buy vegetables, Zhuang Jingrui also proposed to leave, but did not stay for dinner.

Song Jin takes him away. Zhuang Jingrui looks at the figure in the rearview mirror and drives out of the community.

After he left here, his car drove aimlessly on the road, and he didn't know where to go for a while.

Since she moved here, he has been used to detour. Even if he doesn't go in and just have a look, it can be regarded as a kind of comfort. His obsession with Su Yimu has been deeply rooted in his mind. It has become his habit for many years, which can't be changed in a moment.

The dusk was getting low. He drove to the bar he used to go to, sat on the bar and asked for a drink. The nightlife had not yet begun, and the bar seemed empty.

Zhuang Jingrui is an old customer and a friend of the boss. The bartender takes care of him and even chats with him.

"Mr. Zhuang, do you leave work so early today?"

"Well, it's OK. I'll get off work early."

"You entrepreneurs are not busy with hundreds of millions of projects every day, flying around all day."

Zhuang Jingrui laughed: "that was before. Now I'm too old to support it."

"You're in your prime. You're still a long way from old age."

He asked subconsciously, "really?"

"You're at a good age now. You're uncle Duojin, the girl's favorite. Unlike our young people, you are young but have no money."

He didn't speak with a smile. Whether he was in Yimu's eyes, he was uncle Duojin.

"It's time for you to enjoy life. Look over there."

Looking in his direction, there was a young woman who had been looking at him. After his eyes fell, the woman stood up with her glass in her hand, walked over and sat beside him.

Zhuang Jingrui didn't move, his hand was still on the bar, and his face didn't change.

I saw him for a long time just now. He came in alone. After he came in, he went straight to the bar. He didn't look at the women. It seems that he just came to drink. There are not many men like this. Although he is not young, the older the man is, the more tasteful he is. Moreover, when I look closer, he is well maintained and his whole body exudes a fine atmosphere.

She didn't open her mouth. First, she looked carefully at the watch that fell on his sleeve. She was more sure that he was a man with a good economy.

"Would you mind a drink, sir?"

Zhuang Jingrui has not been accosted by a woman when he came to the bar. He rubbed the glass with his big hand, and his eyes changed slightly: "well."

He looked up and drank up and asked for another drink.

The woman is just sipping, hand suddenly pressed his glass: "today in a bad mood?"

Zhuang Jingrui opened her hand and moved the glass to the other side. She didn't drink the wine she touched and asked for a new one.

"Drinking has nothing to do with mood."

"I've met a lot of people who come to the bar just to vent their emotions."

"I'm not one of them."

"And what kind of you?"

woman's face came over, and even could smell the perfume of her body, some strong, not like the fragrance on her body.

Zhuang Jingrui's body leans to the side, trying to separate some distance, but the woman's body approaches again.

"What kind are you?"

The woman was asked, squinting and laughing: "I'm just lonely, so I come to drink."

"We're not the same people."

"Don't define it too early."

She looks at Zhuang Jingrui's face. The colder and estranged she is, the more she inspires her heart of conquest. She and he are just on one side, but she wants to explore his past.

See he is not talking, she is silent, sitting beside him quietly drinking, more and more people in the bar, he always sits here.

After a long time, he drank a lot and was ready to leave. The woman followed him.

Zhuang Jingrui didn't want to drive. He went to the parking lot with a kind of flimsy step. He just got into the car when the window was knocked down. When he came down, he saw a woman's face. It was still a bit gorgeous under the dim light and shadow.

"I'm leaving now?"

He sat in the car and looked at the young face of the woman. Subconsciously, he would compare with Song Jin. Without her delicate skin and aura in her eyes, it seems that after falling in love with her, his requirements for other women have changed."What's the matter?"

"You're so cold. We've only had a drink."

"So?"

"Not me?"

He sat in the car and read the information about her invitation. It's not that he had never met such a situation in recent years, but he had been restrained and even deliberately avoided it.

"It's more convenient to take a taxi."

The woman was rejected. The smile on her face didn't disappear. She just stepped back and pasted something on the window.

"I hope to see you next time."

Zhuang Jingrui reaches for his things and brings them in. There are phone numbers on them. He looks at them and puts them directly on the center console. He leans his head back into the seat.

Zhuang Shaoyang felt that his uncle's condition was not right recently. He not only went to work early, but also began to take a vacation.

Before he came to Zhuang's, his uncle almost never stopped taking annual leave. Even on weekends, he might be working.

His frequent rest, let him have a bad idea, is not to go to the little sister-in-law, or they are dating?

If Zhuang Shaoyang wants to be scared to death by his own ideas, he will be his own uncle on the one hand and his good brother on the other. It's too difficult to make a choice.

Before he went out in the morning, he was pressed by his mother and asked about the situation. He solemnly said that he didn't know.

Zhuang Jingyan immediately felt that her son was too useless to find out any information, so she had to go out in person. Instead of looking for Zhuang Jingrui, she went directly to the Su family.

Knowing that Su Yimu is living in the house of Zhuang's real estate, she is in a delicate mood. Is the house a gift from her brother? It doesn't matter whether it's like this or not.

When Zhuang Jingyan came to visit, Song Jin was not at home. She happened to go out. The nurse opened the door and saw the lady standing outside. She was followed by people carrying big and small bags. She was not sure what happened.

"Who are you looking for, please?"

"I'm Zhuang Jingyan. I've come to visit Mr. Su today."

The surname is Zhuang, the same as Mr. Zhuang. After the nurse inquired, she learned that it was Mr. Zhuang's elder sister and welcomed people in.

The banker's father is now very old. He hardly takes part in outside activities, and most of them keep their bodies at home. As the representative of her father, she can't lose her manners.

The nurse leads people to the terrace, and Zhuang Jingyan sees the old Su Laozi. He has heard about him before he comes.