Just when Zhou Muqing left home, Song Si contacted him.

While he was driving on the road, Song Si called.

Looking at Song Si's incoming call on the screen, Zhou Muqing hesitated at first, but finally remembered Song Si's appearance of depression, so he still answered the call.

"Is there something wrong at this late hour?"

Zhou Muqing didn't say much, and got straight to the point.

Song Si suddenly heard sobbing, "Mr. Zhou, can I see you, now."

"Okay, but you have to say what it is first."

"I...I'm in a bad mood, and you look a lot like him...very similar...I want to see you, it's a kind of comfort."

"Okay, give me the address."

After Song Si hung up the phone, he immediately sent the address to Zhou Muqing.

It wasn't that Zhou Muqing softened his heart when he heard Song Si's words, but that he said yes before Song Si explained the matter.

He can go to see Song Si, but first he has to be clear about the reason. If Song Si just wants to entrust his thoughts to another person through him, then Zhou Muqing can accept it. After all, he has done a good thing like Lei Feng's helping others. He has a clear conscience.

But if Song Si had any thoughts about himself, he would go, but the reason for going was to refuse in person.

Twenty minutes later, Zhou Muqing saw Song Si.

She was drinking alone in the hotel room, with her work schedule for the next day on hand.

Song Si's work schedule for the next day was from seven in the morning to noon. Although the work was full, there were not many things. After finishing the work, he could rest in the afternoon.

But she has to work early tomorrow morning, and she might miss things by drinking at this time.

Seeing this, Zhou Muqing took the wine glass from Song Si's hand, "Don't drink it, I'll chat with you briefly, you can rest."

Song Si smiled silly when he saw Zhou Muqing.

Her eyes were a little blurred, "You are here, you came so fast. But why do you listen to me so much but still disappear?"

As Song Si spoke, he stretched out his hand to reach Zhou Muqing, and he got out of the way.

Although Zhou Muqing came to help, he didn't want other women to touch him.

"You mistook the person, I'm Zhou Muqing."

"Zhou Muqing..."

Song Si smiled, "This name is so familiar! I know it, do you know it too?!"

After hearing Song Si's words, Zhou Muqing understood that he didn't need to persuade her to drink anymore. She was already drunk, so it made no difference if she drank more or less.

"I asked the staff to come up and deliver you the medicine to relieve the hangover. Seeing you like this, there is no way to talk."

After Zhou Muqing finished speaking, he walked to the side and picked up the hotel's phone. After the staff came, he left.

He walked out of the hotel and returned to the car. The good deed of helping others turned into a waste of time. This Song Si is really a bit damaged...

She was probably a little drunk when she contacted him. Zhou Muqing drank more during the journey to the hotel, and when he arrived, she was completely drunk.

Zhou Muqing left the hotel without stopping. At noon the next day, Song Si contacted him again.

"Mr. Zhou, did you really come to see me last night?"

"if not."

Zhou Muqing asked back, Song Si smiled on the other end of the phone.

"When I left the hotel in the morning, the staff told me about it. I thought it was fake."

"It's not fake."

"Thank you, how about having dinner together?"

Song Si invited Zhou Muqing again, but this time he didn't respond quickly, and he didn't plan to see her again.

"I'm sorry Miss Song, I have something to do tonight."

"Oh? Is there a date with my fiancee? I don't mind us being together."

"I mind." Zhou Muqing responded neatly.