I was still caught in a pigtail by Zhou Hanzhi.

It was also about plum blossom appreciation. What I admired were the petals picked up by Zhou Hanzhi, while Lin Xixi went to Xiaotuan Mountain in person.

Although I don’t want to admit it, the facts have told me the difference between caring and not caring.

That is the Xiaotuanshan that I have begged him for many times.

The past and present overlapped, and Lin Xixi coincidentally moved them into the game, which was both dramatic and ridiculous.

It’s still a part of the game that I deny.

No, Zhou Hanzhi's targeted questions just now were probably for some other reason.

Picture what? Did he want to prove that my denial of Lin Xixi's plan was actually intentional?

So you don’t hesitate to bring up the scars from my past at this time?

My heart was filled with sadness, but strangely, I felt no pain, only disappointment and numbness.

What makes me feel ashamed is that in my memory, I actually define Zhou Hanzhi's behavior as romantic.

Suppressing the discomfort in my heart, I said, "So Mr. Zhou made a special trip tonight to verify whether I am indifferent between public and private affairs and deliberately embarrass Manager Lin?"

Zhou Hanzhi raised his eyelids and said calmly: "I can trust Manager Meng's character. However, since Manager Meng doesn't mind this dating plot, why don't you want to give it a try? Or should I say that Manager Meng actually 'minds' 'of?"

Zhou Hanzhi deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "mind".

And those eyes stared at me motionless.

As if he was afraid of missing every second of the emotional changes on my face.

I secretly asked myself, do you mind?

I think I should mind, because the plot planned by Lin Xixi once again told me that from beginning to end, I was not the one Zhou Hanzhi cared about.

He was very busy, but he still had time to accompany Lin Xixi to enjoy plum blossoms.

And I only deserve to look at the petals picked up by others.

But why do the petals fall? It’s nothing more than the flowering period.

At that time, I thought that he had given me the best.

How stupid.

"what?"

I raised my eyelids and realized that Zhou Hanzhi had been waiting for my response.

For the first time, this time he didn't rush me.

It seems that because of Lin Xixi, President Zhou Da's patience has also improved a lot.

"Mr. Zhou, to put it bluntly, this is a matter of trial and error cost," I regained my senses and said businesslikely: "Adding a date scene is just a sentence for you, but for the art program, the workload will be greatly increased. Shao, as you know, these all require money."

When the word money was mentioned, the muscles on Zhou Hanzhi's face visibly stiffened, and then he leaned back on the office chair and said, "Didn't Manager Meng just get a sum?"

"Pay by pay," I said seriously, "every expense of the company is recorded, and what I am calculating with Zhou Zong now is overtime pay."

With just a "ding" sound, Zhou Hanzhi suddenly put the mug in his hand on the desk, then stared at me intently and asked, "Does Manager Meng care about money, or does he mind the new dating plot?"

He had an aggressive aura, as if he would not give up until he found out the reason today.

I avoided his eyes and said calmly: "Mr. Zhou, let's put it this way, as long as you pay overtime in full, we can be more creative in terms of plot."

For example, insert what I thought was a romantic rain of petals into this interesting dating plot.

As soon as I finished speaking, Zhou Hanzhi suddenly stood up, looked at me fiercely, and said, "Meng Nanxu, you still smell like copper."

The words "as always" stung me inexplicably.

It turns out that I have always had this image in his heart, Zhou Hanzhi.

Early the next morning, I bumped into Lin Xixi for the first time in the company.

She had a packed breakfast in her hand and was sharing it with her colleagues.

When she saw me coming in, she specially handed me a piece and said with a smile, "Sister Nanxu, please accept the pancakes just out of the pan."

I hadn't eaten yet, so I took it unceremoniously. The next second, I heard her say, "Sister Nanxu, I was in a bad mood yesterday, are you not angry with me?"

"No," I said with my lips raised, "Thanks to you, Mr. Zhou has said that as long as we complete the plum blossom appreciation plot, we will be given another overtime pay."

"Yes...really," Lin Xixi's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, "Hanzhi is really thoughtful."

Lin Xixi actually said the last sentence reluctantly.

I took the opportunity to add: "In the future, please ask Manager Lin for more suggestions. Our overtime pay will depend on you."

The sound fell, and now Lin Xixi couldn't even laugh.

Just then my cell phone rang. The call was from my uncle.

I made an excuse and walked out. After asking, I found out that my uncle had chosen two houses. He couldn't make up his mind and wanted me to go over and take a look.

I calculated the time for my aunt and daughter to come to Beijing and Hong Kong, and drove there immediately.

When he saw his uncle, he had just handed over his shift to his colleagues and explained, "They all have two rooms and one living room, with the first floor on...the eighth floor and the first floor on...the twelfth floor."

"Which one does uncle like?"

My uncle hesitated for a moment and said, "The twelfth floor is more expensive."

I was just about to respond when a philistine voice intervened: "What's more expensive? Brother Jiao, do you want to buy a house?"

I turned around and saw that it was Zhao Hongmei who was speaking.

The woman's shrewd eyes fell on my uncle and I, with a face full of inquiry and curiosity: "Isn't this Manager Meng? It's been a long time since we last seen each other."

Seeing my uncle's panic, I calmly said, "It's been a long time."

Zhao Hongmei changed the subject and said, "I just heard you discussing floors with Brother Jiao. Are you going to buy a house?"

This is the second time she asked this question.

Seeing that I couldn't deal with it, I said casually: "No, I'm renting a house for a friend."

I don't know if it was my misunderstanding, but I always felt that Zhao Hongmei breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this sentence.

After getting in the car, my uncle carefully glanced at the rearview mirror, a flash of nervousness flashed across his face, and said, "She...she is unreliable."

"It's just chatting," I comforted my uncle, "Just have less contact."

After all, she vowed to be Zhou Hanzhi's mother-in-law.

Although there was such an episode, fortunately, the house inspection went smoothly. The landlord on the twelfth floor is a middle-aged aunt in her fifties. She is relatively kind. When she heard that we wanted to rent for a long time, she readily signed the contract.

After getting the key, my uncle showed a rare smile of relief and sighed: "Xuxu, soon...our family...will be reunited."

It was lunch time when I returned to the company. I had just parked the car in the parking space. When I looked up, I saw Zhou Hanzhi and Lin Xixi walking in front of the car.

The little girl held Zhou Hanzhi's arm affectionately and smiled lightly.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, Lin Xixi suddenly stopped and looked at me.

Zhou Hanzhi beside her also looked over, their eyes collided, and I saw the man frowning involuntarily.

The scene of last night's argument suddenly flashed before my eyes, and I calmly withdrew my gaze.

"Sister Nanxu, have you just come back?"

I opened the car door, walked out slowly, and said, "What a coincidence."

"Sister Nanxu, have you eaten?" Lin Xixi blinked her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, looked up and down on me, and then changed the topic: "It must be very hard to run around all morning, have you rented a suitable house? ?”

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