Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 71

Shen Zhuo's car was parked some distance away from the entrance of the apartment building. It was not yet bright, and the lights of the car were already off when it was parked. Ria, who got off the Mercedes-Benz for a while, didn't even notice the car parked behind him. Another car.

Ria rang the doorbell downstairs, and after a while, Xu Yi came out of the building.

It was past six o'clock, and the street lights in the community hadn't been turned off yet, and the dim yellow light shone faintly on the side of the road.

Xu Yiyi, who came out of the building, carried a small black suitcase, walked lightly, and walked from the corridor to the side of the passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz in a few steps.

After seeing each other for more than a week, Xu Yi finally learned to wear sunglasses and a hat even when going out in the dark, wrapped himself up tightly and walked out.

Shen Zhuo sat on the seat and looked at it for a while, then pulled up the handbrake, and in the quiet space prepared to wait for Xu Yi and Ria to drive away before going directly to the airport.

Although he didn't know whether he still needed to go to the airport, or even to England.

Shen Zhuo touched a cigarette from the cigarette case, afraid of being discovered by the Mercedes-Benz in front, so he didn't open the window, and the smoke that could not escape drifted into the airtight compartment, creating a very choking and oppressive feeling.

He saw Xu Yi opened the door of the passenger seat, and when he was about to get in the car, he stopped, and then looked behind him as if he had installed a radar.

The sky was still dark, but Shen Zhuo felt that Xu Yi's gaze seemed to be looking directly through the glass of the front window of the car.

Xu Yi looked at that for a long time, so long that Shen Zhuo felt very clearly that Xu Yi must have discovered him, so long that Shen Zhuo was about to turn on the lights next, and so long that Shen Zhuo was about to open the door and stick his head out Call Xu Yi.

——However, after a moment, Xu Yi looked away, turned around and closed the car door.

The sound of the Mercedes-Benz coupe starting is very soft, like a tiny knife edge scratching a piece of paper.

Tiny, slender, but hard-to-heal fissures.

After the silver-gray Daben completely disappeared from Shen Zhuo's sight, he got out of the car, dumped the cigarette butts from the ashtray in the car into the trash can, then got in the car, paused for a few seconds, and stepped on the accelerator.

Shen Zhuo changed another way to the airport, which would take a little more time than the detour taken by Ria and Xu Yichang.

But it can avoid the embarrassment of meeting.

Shen Zhuo was no longer sure whether Xu Yi was just being awkward, or if he really wanted to end this relationship.

But he gave Xu Yi the right to choose.

It was almost eight o'clock when Shen Zhuo arrived at the airport, and Cen Jin made two phone calls to remind him, and the last call came with a sarcasm: "Hey, why didn't you bring your Xiaoqinger here by car, next to him Who is that woman?"

Shen Zhuo frowned, ignored Yi Cenjin's words, repeated the meeting place, and hung up the phone directly.

Even in the early morning, the airport is still crowded and busy, bustling with passengers coming and going and planes taking off constantly.

Shen Zhuo basically didn't have any luggage, after getting out of the car, he found a familiar surrogate driver to drive the car back, and then went straight to the meeting place.

His stomach has always been bad, and he really doesn't like the in-flight meals of international airlines. After thinking about it, he decided on a place in an airport coffee shop that he prefers. The hand-made bread and black tea there are still fresh.

When Shen Zhuo arrived, Cen Jin and Xu Yi had already arrived, and Ria followed Xu Yi.

With four people at a table, only Cen Jin's side is left empty.

Shen Zhuo raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was nearly two and a half hours before registration, so he called the waiter to order a set of breakfast.

Seeing that Xu Yicen and Ria had only one drink in front of them, Shen Zhuo asked casually, "Do you want bread and tea?"

Cen Jin's biological clock has always been inaccurate, and he has always belonged to the type who skips breakfast.

Xu Yi didn't say a word, only Ria waved her hands to save face: "Xu Yi and I bought some steamed buns on the way here, and we've already eaten them, so don't worry about us."

The breakfast at the airport is all fast food, drinks and food are served quickly, Shen Zhuo nodded, and said to Ria gently: "Okay, then you wait for me, I have something to eat and we will enter the security check."

Shen Zhuo couldn't eat too much in the morning, seeing that the other three people didn't eat, he only ordered a dim sum and a cup of black tea, he sat down his stomach after serving it, and asked the waiter to pay after eating a few mouthfuls.

There were not too many customers in the morning, so there were few waiters in the shop. Two or three shop assistants hurriedly greeted several tables of people, and Shen Zhuo came over after calling twice.

"Sorry for the long wait," the clerk was very polite, bowed slightly in front of Shen Zhuo, opened the small book and looked, "It's 160 yuan in total, should I pay in cash or by card?"

Shen Zhuo reached out and took out the wallet, and while withdrawing money from it, replied: "Cash—"

"Cash, I'll pay. Take the money and go down."

Before Shen Zhuo could finish his words, the other hand stretched out from the side took the lead in taking some red photos of Grandpa Mao in front of the waiter.

The tone of the visitor's speech was completely different from Shen Zhuo's gentleness. Although it was not intentional, there was a long-term and natural conceit and arrogance in the voice, which sounded quite a sense of command.

I don't know if he didn't hear clearly or he was willing to give so much. The waiter was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned around with a little curiosity to look at the uninvited guest who offered to pay the money from the side.

This new local tycoon also looks very young, he looks less than 30 years old, his facial features are very good-looking, thin lips and heroic eyebrows, if it is not for the color of his lips and complexion, he would appear a little pale due to lack of energy and blood. It should look even better.

The waiter looked at it for a long time and always felt that something was wrong. He secretly lowered his head and took another look before suddenly realizing——

Such a handsome local tyrant is actually sitting in a wheelchair.

Winter has just entered, although the temperature has dropped, but it is not yet the coldest time, and the local rich man in front of him has already put on a thick down jacket, wrapped in three layers, as if he is afraid of freezing Muscles and bones.

——Probably a wealthy gentleman in poor health.

The young waitress had a good impression of the rich and good-looking local tycoon in front of her in poor health, and said, "Sir, I only spent 160 eight yuan, so I don't need so much..."

"Take the money and go." Mr. Tuhao's voice was a bit rough and hoarse, and his expression was not very good-looking. When he heard the words, there was a trace of impatience between his brows. He waved his hand and controlled his tone again. He slowed down his voice and said, "Damn, tip."

Still a bad-tempered local tyrant.

The waiter has worked in this store at the airport for a long time, and there are many people coming and going. He quickly imagined a youth growth story in which the body was traumatized and the soul was traumatized. Grandpa flashed away quickly.

As soon as the waiter withdrew, there was no cover in front of Su Jingcheng.

He was already close to Shen Zhuo's side, but after the waiter left, Lin, the assistant who was pushing Su Jingcheng's wheelchair, pushed forward again, and the distance between the two shrunk several inches at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lin didn't let go of the hand pushing the wheelchair until the wheelchair couldn't move anymore.

He helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Su only found out last night that you are going to fly to England today. Well, he wants to talk to you about something."

For a moment, Shen Zhuo was slightly taken aback.

He didn't dare to recognize Su Jingcheng at first glance.

In Shen Zhuo's memory, Su Jingcheng was always suave and chic.

He was an extremely picky person, he could call the designer three times to make a suit, he spoke arrogantly, with inexplicable self-confidence and determination, conceited and domineering.

He has thousands of appearances in Shen Zhuo's memory, but he is not like today's appearance.

Wrapped in thick black down as if afraid of catching cold, her face was pale and bloodless, even her lips were pale.

Moreover, such an arrogant and arrogant person is now sitting in a wheelchair.

From the beginning to the end, only those eyes of that person are still the same as before.

It was dark and deep, different from Xu Yi's innocence, all the calculations of that person were hidden in those extremely deep eyes, making people feel a sense of panic about being trapped at a glance.

At this moment, Su Jingcheng's dark eyes only looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Xu Yi pushed the coffee cup in front of him forward, stood up and said, "Brother Zhuo, it's time for us to go through the security check."

This was the first sentence Xu and Shen Zhuo said since they had been arguing for so long.

"Okay, let's go—"

The breakfast in front of Shen Zhuo had already been eaten, he was silent for a moment, and wanted to stand up, but found that Su Jingcheng's wheelchair was blocking in front of him, and he didn't have the slightest intention to get out of the way.

Shen Zhuo originally wanted Su Jingcheng to move, or push Su Jingcheng's wheelchair.

But when he stood up, since Su Jingcheng could only sit in a wheelchair, the position between the two naturally became Shen Zhuo condescendingly looking at Su Jingcheng.

This was the first time he looked down on Su Jingcheng.

Whether it is from the position or from other aspects.

The Su family was counting on the "Ding Cheng" to solve the financing problem and restart it, but he dug up the "Ding Cheng", leaving nothing to Su Jingcheng except a pile of bad debts that could not be cleaned up.

Shen Zhuo suddenly found that it was difficult for him to describe his current feeling.

He had imagined for countless times the predicament of bringing down the Su family, hollowing out the "Ding Cheng", and making Su Jing Cheng fall into a situation where he could not support himself.

And now he has done everything, at this time Shen Zhuo stands in an absolute overlooking posture, looking down at Su Jingcheng who is sitting in a wheelchair and looking up at himself.

On the edge of happiness, there is suddenly a hint of desolation of the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Or a very strange pity.

And what businessmen hate most is this kind of redundant emotion.

"Brother Zhuo..." Xu Yi had already walked outside the store, and urged anxiously through the low storefront decoration wall.

Finally, after looking at each other briefly, Shen Zhuo took the lead to look away. He smiled gently at Lin who was behind Su Jingcheng, and said, "Move your boss's... chair, it's almost time to board the plane." .”

Lin subconsciously looked down at Su Jingcheng, but found that Su Jingcheng was only looking at Shen Zhuo, as if he didn't notice other things outside.

He could only shake his head, and reached out to move Su Jingcheng's wheelchair away, making way for Shen Zhuo to get out.

Shen Zhuo thanked Lin with a nod, and was about to get out of his seat, but just as he took a step, his hand was firmly held in the palm of the other hand.

Obviously in the air-conditioned environment of the airport, the temperature of the hand that grabbed him was actually lower than Shen Zhuo's original body temperature.

So that at the moment when Shen Zhuo was firmly grasped, Shen Zhuo trembled very slightly.

Su Jingcheng, who had been silent since he only spoke the first sentence, finally spoke at this moment.

It was only when Shen Zhuo was speaking long sentences that he realized that Su Jingcheng was very hoarse, and even his speaking voice was dull, as if it had been sharpened by sandpaper.

"You... don't go to England, okay?"

Su Jingcheng's uninjured hand held Shen Zhuo tightly, but his left hand was fixed on the wheelchair as if afraid of moving, looking very pitiful.

Shen Zhuo didn't answer him, but just looked down at the hand that Su Jingcheng was holding.

Su Jingcheng in the wheelchair is really fragile, Shen Zhuo didn't want to cause another bloodshed before leaving at the airport, so he glanced helplessly at Lin who was behind Su Jingcheng.

Lin spread his hands and looked around to show his innocence.

Shen Zhuo had no hope of asking for help, so he could only come back to discuss with Su Jingcheng. He squatted down, held Su Jingcheng's hand with his other hand, and then slowly pulled his hand out.

People who are seriously ill often lack strength, Su Jingcheng watched helplessly as he failed to hold Shen Zhuo's hands in the end, those slender and beautiful hands slipped out of his palms, regaining freedom.

Then he heard Shen Zhuo sigh slowly, the voice was still as nice as before, warm and clear.

That was his favorite sound.

"Okay, we're all adults now, there's no need to make it so ugly."

After Shen Zhuo successfully pulled out his hand, he stood up, walked a few steps away from Su Jingcheng, and said in a voice that could only be heard if he was very close, "The Su family is gone, and the 'Dingcheng' is also collapsed. Now you so……"

"Very, fair." Shen Zhuo paused for a moment, with a momentary struggle on his face, he slightly shortened his body, and said softly.

Then, Shen Zhuo stood up straight, and smiled indifferently at Su Jingcheng, "That's it, Su Jingcheng."

Shen Zhuo turned around and was about to leave with Xu Yi and Cen Jin, but Su Jingcheng supported himself on the wheelchair with one hand. The sick person didn't have enough strength, so when he exerted a lot of force, some of his hands were exposed. With a slight vein, he turned the wheelchair back.

"Su Dong!" Lin was pretending to be dead silently, but Su Jingcheng was taken aback at this time, and hurried over to break his hand off the wheelchair, and said in surprise, "Don't forget the doctor told you! "

Su Jingcheng ignored Lin's words, he turned around the wheelchair, looked at Shen Zhuo with very empty eyes, "It's not fair..."

Shen Zhuo didn't expect that Su Jingcheng would be so enlightened one day, so he couldn't help but glance back, just in time to meet Su Jingcheng's gaze.

His eyes were still bloodshot, and he looked extremely haggard.

"It's not fair, Shen Zhuo. Tomorrow is November 26." Su Jingcheng licked his dry lips, looked at Shen Zhuo with stubborn eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's only fair if you kill me on my birthday."

The author has something to say: Su Zhaza: My baby loves me so much, why is she willing to let me die→_→hee hee

Shen Zhuo: One knife, one knife.

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I looked through the comment section last night, and I thought about the paragraph about Shen Zhuo and Xu Yi, and I should explain it.

There are countless pairs of lovers in this world, but not every pair of lovers stay together because of love.When we grow up, we will slowly discover that love is a very beautiful thing, but love cannot fully support a relationship from beginning to end.

Every pair of lovers who finally get married is called a match made in heaven because they meet at the right time and at the right place.

And everyone in the world has the right to pursue happiness, Shen Zhuo is the same, he will no longer love others, but he will do his best to take care of Xu Yi's feelings, to take care of Xu Yi, Xu Yi has paid for this relationship The most important thing is enthusiasm, but Shen Zhuo has put in countless hard work, and is once again inferior.Moreover, he also hoped to absorb a little warmth from Xu Yi's sunshine and simplicity.

No one is a saint, everyone will yearn for happiness.Even happiness that has nothing to do with love.

Maybe I didn't write it well, but what I want to say is that Shen Zhuo is really not scumbag.

If this passage made you feel uncomfortable reading it, then I apologize in advance.

Love you guys and best wishes.