"What happened?" 7 p.m. is the time for their restaurant to pretend. Generally speaking, the night is the most profitable time for the restaurant. But their landlady is very handsome and says that they can't let employees work overtime. Their nine to five business holiday is almost the same as that of white-collar workers in the office.

There is a closed sign on the front door of the restaurant. There are only a few people in the back kitchen who are busy and preparing to close the door and go back to rest as usual.

But just then, the new employee of their restaurant, Zhu Xiaowei from China, came back, and she was dragged back by an angry man.

"... for the sake of 20 euro, ask your employees to deliver delivery 20 kilometers away. Is your boss mentally ill?"

Pei Haoran dashed forward, pushed open the "close" sign and rushed in. When he saw the old lady in charge of accounting who was cleaning up at the head of the cabinet inside, he became angry and scolded him in his fluent English.

The elder sister in charge of the account didn't respond for a moment, and wanted to know what was going on.

"This gentleman..."

But Pei Haoran was angry and irrational. He gritted his teeth and warned, "when your staff went to deliver meals in other places, she was almost dragged into the house by several men... Your practice violated the employment regulations. Let your boss come out to see me immediately, otherwise..."

The elder sister, who is in charge of the account, stares round and wants to say something. Zhu Xiaowei doesn't look very good either. She interrupts angrily, "Pei Haoran, no matter what I do now, I don't have your rights and obligations."

Of course, Pei Haoran can hear that she ridicules him for not being qualified. During this period of time, she has great mental anxiety, and now she's very angry. "What kind of power and obligation, you'll be a good wife if you leave and flee abroad. Do you know how I've been through this period of time?"

"I don't want to know about you." Zhu Xiaowei fiercely refuted.

Pei Haoran was stunned. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak.

She had never been so cruel to him before.

They speak Chinese, and the rest of the staff in the restaurant come here one after another when they hear the noise. They can't understand Chinese. But just now, this handsome Asian man threatened to sue their restaurant in English.

"Xiaowei, what's the matter?"

The restaurant staff glanced at the angry Pei Haoran. Although they didn't know the Asian man, according to his clothes, he must be a rich man from the upper class. They urged Zhu Xiaowei to ask him about the situation.

"It's just a misunderstanding." Zhu Xiaowei understated it.

"I went out to deliver the meal just now, and the guest wanted to break the debt. I had some disputes with the guest. This gentleman passed by and saw him. He just helped. I don't know him."

Zhu Xiaowei's face was calm and he bit the last sentence, "I don't know him.".

Pei Haoran's face changed from angry to stiff and expressionless.

"Thank you."

"This gentleman, thank you for helping our friend. Xiao Wei has just arrived in Paris. She doesn't know about it."

The staff in the restaurant did not doubt this explanation, and immediately expressed their gratitude to Pei Haoran, because in their country, there are always many "righteous" people who threaten to take the legal path if they don't agree with each other, especially the idle rich people.

"I said that this kind of online ordering is unreliable."

"Yes, it's all Camille's fault. It's her bad idea."

Several old employees of the restaurant soon dispersed. After finishing their respective work, they were also ready to close the door. "Xiao Wei, I have to tell the landlady about this tomorrow."

"... maybe we can get off work an hour earlier." They laughed.

Pei Haoran looks at Zhu Xiaowei, smiles and talks with these people. They seem to be very harmonious with each other. Zhu Xiaowei is such a person. He looks ordinary, but he can quickly integrate into the collective.

She always makes people around her feel comfortable and comfortable.

That evening, he separated from her without saying a word of goodbye, as if they were really just strangers.

Pei Haoran went back to the hotel suite, took a shower at will, and had no appetite to eat. He lay on the bed, looking at the exquisitely decorated ceiling.

What is Zhu Xiaowei doing now?

He really couldn't understand why she insisted on divorcing him.

He knew that in Pei's family, she was wronged. She insisted that she would have a better life after divorcing him. But in fact, she is now sharing a house with three women of unknown origin and living in a dilapidated and old "dangerous building". The alley stinks. Actually also found a thankless kitchen chore.

Would she really rather suffer alone here than go back to live with him?

"... she used to have too little family?"

Pei Haoran frowned, trying to think about the small details of his past life.

"Because the child miscarried." This must be the main reason. He was also very sad to hear the news, but since it is a fact, he will accept it rationally, and then try to deal with it properly, "we are still young, we can have it later..."

"Because of Guan Lei, Pei Yi?"

Pei Haoran's forehead suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He pressed his right hand tightly against his stomach, and his stomach ached again.

"... I can tell her we're both moving out." His face was tense, and he was suffering from a wave of stomach pain. In his mind, he thought of a way to make up with her. It seemed that his stomach pain was alleviated immediately.

Zhu Xiaowei will be very happy and agree.

He also told her that after a period of time, he wanted to understand that although the Pei family had his responsibility, he really hoped that she could give him another chance, and he would change it, because he really wanted to accompany her in his life.

He needed her more than he thought. Even though she was not particularly good, she was comfortable and relaxed with him.

Recalling a week ago, because of illness, negativity and Pei family's pressure, he signed a divorce on impulse to give her freedom. He really regretted it.

Pei Haoran looks at the clock on the wall, and then looks out the window. The sky is dark. He hopes to arrive early in the day. He wants to go to her residence again and make it clear to her.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, Pei Haoran had a special breakfast, because he didn't want to faint in front of her, and his words hadn't come clearly. He changed into a new casual striped light blue suit. As soon as the sun rose, he was under the building where she lived.

Pei Haoran originally wanted to block people on the first floor, but he impatiently looked at the wrist of the Swiss clock several times. Today he was very impatient. Forget it, he went upstairs to catch people in the shared room.

The management of this old building is very loose. Anyone can get in and out at any time. When Pei Haoran stepped on the creaking wooden stairs, his brow wrinkled deeper.

"... living in a place like this." The living here is really terrible.

Pei Haoran is a smart man. As he walks the stairs, he has a lot of ideas in his mind. For example, he can tell Zhu Xiaowei that his company will give him a month's holiday. He can simply accompany her on holiday in France and Europe, take her to famous scenic spots, stay in the most advanced hotels, eat the best food, and buy her diamond jewelry

Women like this. She should be happy.

However, in fact, Pei Haoran's ideas are just Utopian.

He knocked on the door. A dark, 1.7-meter-old French woman weighing at least 220 Jin opened the door. The people inside called her Emma, "Hello, I'm looking for Zhu Xiaowei." He tried to be polite.

The other side looked at him with scorching eyes. Before answering his question, the other two tall and thin women in the room quickly came to the door and stopped, "who are you?"

"Where are you from and what's your name?" one of the more attractive women was very enthusiastic. "Hello, my name is Liya."

Pei Haoran only felt that these women were a little annoyed, and continued to keep his gentle gentleman, "I want to find Zhu Xiaowei, is she in?"

"Are you looking for Xiao Wei?"

"Ah, I see. He must be the Armani who came to me last time!" Camille tugged at Emma and said excitedly.

Liya looked at Pei Haoran with more eager eyes, showing her most charming smile, and her voice went down gently. "Sir, please come in and sit down. What would you like to drink, Nanshan coffee?"

"No, I'm looking for Zhu Xiaowei..."

Seeing that he didn't pay much attention to herself, Liya looked a little disappointed and asked him nervously, "what's your relationship with Xiaowei?"

"I'm just friends with him."

Zhu Xiaowei came out of the room for fear that Pei Haoran would mention the words "ex husband and ex wife". She was eager to take the lead in speaking English to get rid of him.

Then, she strode over, angry with Pei Haoran in Chinese and said, "what are you doing here?"

In Pei Haoran's various thoughts, and her disgusting tone and expression, he didn't know how to reply for a moment.

Compared with Pei Haoran's silence, Liya immediately burst into a bright smile when she heard the words of "ordinary friends". She warmly took Zhu Xiaowei's hand and asked in a shy, excited voice.

"Xiao Wei, can you ask if he has a girlfriend... Introduce him to me quickly. I like his type very much..."

Not only Zhu Xiaowei can hear these words clearly, but also Pei Haoran outside the house.

He is still speechless, pick eyebrow more deeply watching Zhu Xiaowei's expression change, he thought, she will be jealous.

"Mr. Pei should be single for the time being. He has a lovely boy in his family. His parents are university professors and scholarly families..."

Zhu Xiaowei tells Liya one by one in a calm tone. Liya listens to his background carefully, as if she wants to recite it.

"Enough!"

Her calm, pierced Pei Haoran all conceited fantasy, he glared at the familiar and strange woman.

"Zhu Xiaowei, I don't need you to sell me so hard... I've been divorced twice, and I've been abandoned by your women!"