Time and you are my fault

Dai Yin stared at the woman's lonely face, feeling sad.

The two chatted for a while and went to the studio. After all the work was over, it was already 06:30 in the evening.

"I'm going to have a meal. I originally scheduled a meeting with you in the morning. I've been delayed by something, so I'll make it my apology." Dai Yin handed over all the documents to the assistant, and looked at the woman beside her.

"I don't dare to make an apology. Who didn't have any unexpected incidents, let alone I obtained this list by improper means." Shi Yi smiled, and walked out with Dai Yin.

Dai Yin is very particular about the places where she eats, with elegantly decorated private kitchen dishes.

The waiter led the two of them across a small stream bridge and into a separate pavilion. Looking out from here, the view is excellent.

As soon as the two sat down, when Shi accidentally looked out, a familiar figure broke into his vision.

The man was tall and slender, with a powerful and domineering aura, and he walked at the head of the crowd.

He was holding his mobile phone, answering someone's message with downcast eyes.

Shi Yi was extremely suspicious, is this person really Zong Yanzu?

he……

Realizing that he was replying to the message, she quickly lowered her head to check her mobile phone.

Busy from noon until now, Shi Yi hasn't checked to see if he replied to the message.

However, when I clicked on WeChat, there were countless messages about work content, but this man's chat box alone didn't have a single reply.

But he was looking at his phone just now, how could he not see it?

"What are you thinking?" Dai Yin followed her gaze.

She raised her head and smiled, "No."

Putting the phone away, she also forcibly suppressed the sense of loss that worried about gains and losses.

"By the way, there is a fashion circle dinner tomorrow. I think your participation in this kind of event will help your career. Do you want to go? I can take you there."

Shi Yi's eyes lit up, "Is it held by Guo Lin?"

"Well, the private dinner of Guo Lin, the godfather of the fashion industry."

"Go, go, thank you, Sister Yin!"

When the meal was coming to an end, Shi Yi went to the bathroom with his mobile phone and paid the bill along the way.

The corridor is deep and classical, and the faint aroma of sandalwood permeates the air.

When he came out of the bathroom, his hands were still dripping with water, and when he looked up, he saw the person coming out of the men's bathroom opposite.

She was stunned.

When Zong Yanzhu saw the person in front of him clearly, he was also stunned.

"What a coincidence." She spoke first, and then a dry smile appeared.

The man nodded slightly, pulled out a paper towel and rubbed it in his palm.

His thick black gaze swept across her dripping slender fingers, and then she pulled another one and handed it over.

Shi Yi was stunned for a moment, and following his movements, a pleasant smell rushed towards her face, and she reached out to take it, "Thank you."

Zong Yanzu didn't speak, and was about to leave.

But the woman behind him stopped him, "Wait a minute, why didn't you accept the medical expenses I transferred to you?"

At this moment, she was standing in the corridor with her back to the light, and her eye-catching eyes were flickering with broken light, looking at him.

Zong Yanchu turned around slowly, stared at those eyes, lost his mind for a moment.

Looking at this face again, it was obviously the same as when he first saw it, but he felt that he was getting more and more like Chu Yi.

"It was me who hurt you, so you don't need the money." His tone was a little alienated.

Shi Yi pursed his lips, and squeezed the toilet paper tightly, "I've encountered this kind of thing a lot, it's not a big deal, you can put it away, or I'll feel uncomfortable, as if I'm taking advantage of you."

"Have you encountered many?" He slowly raised his thick eyebrows.

In the blink of an eye, no matter which country, women and men can't change the characteristic of jealousy, but she didn't explain, "You can keep it, if you don't, I will post it every 24 hours."

After speaking, she turned around and walked forward.

The arm was suddenly pressed against the hot palm of the man, making all the hairs on her body stand on end.

"Anything else?" She asked back.

Zong Yanqi's expression at this moment is a bit delicate to describe, he doesn't know why he pulled her back, and what to say after he pulls her back.

It seems that the subconscious reaction of the body does not want her to just go away.

While breathing, I heard the man's deep voice say, "I don't have a bank card linked to WeChat."

"So?" she asked.

"So, I only take cash."

"Oh, then you wait, I have cash in my bag, and I can give it to you now."

Zong Yanzu, "..."

After two seconds of silence, "Which room are you in, I'll go find you when it's over."

"2202."

As soon as Shi finished saying this, the man let go of her arm, "Go back, I still have things to deal with, wait for me when it's over."

As he spoke, he walked forward without looking back, and entered the innermost room.

The corridor was empty, no one was there.

Sandalwood is still everywhere.

But for a while, I felt that this smell was mixed with other breaths, and it changed after all.

When they returned to the room, Dai Yin and the two chatted for a while.

When Dai Yin offered to send her home, Shi Yi refused, "President Dai, I want to wait for a friend here, you go back first, I will bring everyone to the rehearsal in three days' time."

"Okay, then go home and be careful." Dai Yin didn't think much, and left with her bag.

In the elevator, there were two young girls going downstairs with Dai Yin.

"Uncle Zong is still as indifferent as ever. Just now I asked him when he would find me an aunt, but his eyes almost froze me to death." The little girl complained aggrievedly.

"Who told you which pot should not be opened and which pot should be lifted? I think Uncle Zong is very cool. He only loves one person in his life. Isn't it romantic?"

"That's not true. I heard from my mother that he has someone he likes here in Jiangcheng, and even rejected the blind date arranged by the family. How dare you still believe this kind of nonsense that there are only one couple in a lifetime."

The elevator arrived, and the two little girls walked out arm in arm.

Dai Yin took a step back, looking at the phone screen thoughtfully.

Upstairs, Shi Yi walked up and down the room.

Whenever there were footsteps approaching the door, her whole body was tense like a fully drawn bow, and her heart fluttered disobediently.

She stood by the window and took a few deep breaths.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, why are you so nervous!"
"Stop jumping! Jump again and you will come out!"

The woman who forced herself to calm down didn't notice that the door opened, and the man was standing at the door, watching her quietly.

Her anxious appearance made the man frown slightly, and he was a little puzzled when he heard her words.

What are you nervous about?
She was still thinking about it by the window when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind.

"My heart stops beating, can I still live?"

The deep and shallow voice is like the cold tea she just drank, with a fragrance that lingers in the nostrils, and after returning to the sweetness, there is a hint of bitterness.

Shi Yi turned around abruptly and watched the man walking towards him step by step.

Her eyelashes trembled violently, "You...why do you make no sound when you walk."

She was so flustered that she was at a loss, grabbed the envelope on the table and stuffed it into the man's arms, "Your money, keep it."

After speaking, he grabbed his bag and went out.

When passing by the side of the man, the back of the neck was grabbed.

A cool wind rushed in along the back, causing her to turn her head suddenly and look at him warily.

"Send you home." He said in a deep voice.

He couldn't help but grab her by the neck and lead her out.

That unresistable tone and the strength revealed in her movements seemed to be different from the Zong Yanqi she knew.

In the elevator, she broke free from his hand and leaned to the side.

The silhouettes of the two were reflected in the wall, and they stared carefully from time to time. At a certain moment, a set of images appeared in their minds.

It seems that there have been countless nights when she went home with Zong... No, it was with Ah Jing. She went home with that man countless times and stood together in the elevator.

At that time, she squeezed into his arms like a boneless one, talking and laughing with him.

But why did you feel that it was so inconsistent after bringing Ah Jing's face into it?