Never leave the city that never sleeps

An hour ago, Writer Jin left Wen Zhenxi's house almost full of despair and grief.

It's time to put an end to this relationship.

You know, those people you can't get close to even if you try your best, there is often another person living in your heart.

All kinds of things in this world are no match for the phantom of memory.

So after a sleepless night, Writer Kim finally chose to give up, and strictly followed his own plan, and left in front of Wen Zhenxi without looking back.

It hurts, but at least it looks cool, doesn't it?

Writer Jin just walked aimlessly on the street, wanting to cry for a while, laughing for a while, and just smirked with tears streaming down his face until

Met the group of young people in the alley.

So... have you been kidnapped?

This was Writer Jin's first reaction after waking up. Immediately, she realized that she was lying on a soft bed with her mouth wrapped in tape.

Vaguely, Writer Jin noticed a trace of indescribable weirdness.

After being slightly stunned, she silently raised her arms and tore off the tape on her mouth with a look of disgust.

What kind of kidnapper is this?Can you be more professional?

Since my hands and feet were not tied, why should my mouth be glued?

Writer Jin pouted helplessly, losing interest in the kidnapping incident.Since the intelligence levels of the two parties are seriously unequal, why should I worry?

Presumably, Shizhen and Zhuo will come to rescue him soon.

Thinking of this, Writer Jin simply sat on the balcony leisurely, watching the morning sun pass through layers of clouds and mist, and quietly sprinkle on the window sill.

Wen Zhenxi, no matter what, I must sincerely thank you for giving me a dream-like chase.

If it's too late to ask for your advice, I won't bother you for the rest of my life.

Writer Jin secretly made up his mind to return to Japan immediately after this mission is over.

This time, I really won't come back...

At this moment, there was an increasingly clear sound of footsteps outside the door, accompanied by the sound of the door opening——

"It's you!" Writer Jin couldn't help but exclaim when he turned his head.

"Writer Jin, I'm really sorry. I was on a mission at the time, and I was worried that you would recognize me, so I had to pretend to tie you up."

The face of the person in front of him was still calm and indifferent as usual, only the abnormally rich breakfast in his hand showed obvious signs of flattery.

"This is no excuse, Mi Er! Don't think I'll forgive you!" Writer Jin snorted coldly, but he wasn't angry at all.

"Then... let's have breakfast first, and wait until we're full before getting angry, okay?" Mi Er said solemnly, and then quickly placed the food on the table one by one, without saying a word.

"Mi Er, your attitude of admitting mistakes is really problematic!"

Writer Jin sternly criticized in a serious manner, then walked quickly to the dining table without blushing and without heartbeat, and began to enjoy a hearty breakfast.

Mi Er stood silently at the side, looking at Writer Jin's back with a soothing expression, a warm look flashed in his eyes.

"Mi Er, you'd better be honest, why are you suddenly wearing a wig and hanging out with a bunch of gangsters?" Writer Jin kept asking while he ate.

"In order to complete the task."

Mi Er lightly gave an explanation that he might as well not give, and then looked at Writer Jin quietly.

"Writer Jin, I'm going back to Japan tonight."

Writer Jin, who was drinking milk tea, was slightly stunned, with a look of hesitation in his eyes.

"Could it be that the task this time has been completed?"

"Yeah." Mi Er nodded with a smile, as if he was very satisfied with his progress.

The food in his mouth suddenly became a little hard to swallow, the smiling expression on his face froze there, and his heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

After all, Writer Jin shook his head lightly.

"Then how about I go back with you?"

"En." Mi Er pondered, at the same time looked at Writer Jin thoughtfully, and nodded quietly.

"it is good……"

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The daytime passed by in such a hurry, Wen Zhenxi sat at the desk, flipping through the documents sent by the staff from time to time, occasionally leisurely,

Always feel empty inside.

I couldn't help but look up at the sofa, and I couldn't help but think of Writer Jin who was sitting there playing games.

Kim Writer...

When misses become normal and frequent, and you can see you even when you raise your head and close your eyes, what does this mean?

Wen Zhenxi didn't want to think too much, let alone break the established rhythm of life.

Although, after giving that kiss tremblingly last night, Wen Zhenxi knew that something had changed.

irreversible change.

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Zhenxi decided to leave work early, but she couldn't tell why. At this moment, she was eager to see the picture.

Old photos.

Is the choice at this moment correct?

As soon as she got home, Wen Zhenxi smelled the smell of alcohol in the room, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and looked at Han Yaomin who was sitting on the sofa drinking alcohol.

This is an extremely abnormal signal.

Wen Zhenxi knew very well that Han Yaomin was an extremely restrained person, and he didn't drink alcohol often on weekdays. It seemed that something must have happened to him today.

But Wen Zhenxi didn't care, so she just silently walked around the sofa and walked towards the bedroom.

"Wen Zhenxi, stop!" Han Yaomin shouted in a low voice, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Take care of yourself." Wen Zhenxi responded coldly, looking at Han Yaomin who was walking towards him, without any superfluous expression on his face.

"What is the relationship between you and Li Shizhen? Did you betray me? What did you tell her?!"

Han Yaomin kept his voice low, with a suppressed anger on his face.

Wen Zhenxi closed the bedroom door expressionlessly, as if she was too lazy to give any explanation.

What is there to explain?

He is just a poor man who is ambitious but not courageous and unwilling to give up...

Of course, more importantly, Wen Zhenxi had no idea what he was talking about.

Sitting silently in the bedroom, Wen Zhenxi thought over Han Yaomin's words over and over again.She doesn't care what Han Yeomin is doing, don't interfere with each other

It is also an important content of the prenuptial agreement between the two.

So, is he dealing with Li Shizhen now?

According to Shizhen's character, he will definitely conduct a thorough investigation on Han Yaomin, so he must not be able to hide his relationship with him.

What about... Kim Writer?

Wen Zhenxi's reaction was completely within Han Yaomin's expectations, and it was basically certain that she had no knowledge of what she was doing.

Then, when did Li Shizhen change the contract?

Han Yaomin walked back to the living room alone, poured a large glass of wine silently, and then drank it with his head up. Seeing the contract signed with Li Shizhen's name again from the corner of his eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Han Jae-wook, you trash!

But why, from childhood to adulthood, all the best things should belong to you?

You are the person your parents love the most, you are the heir to the company, and even the person I love the most...

Is it because you are an older brother?

That being the case, you and Li Shizhen go to hell together!

A sinister smile gradually appeared on Han Yaomin's face.

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In the office of Gallery S, Li Shizhen had a video chat with Xu Yijing facing the computer screen, and the relationship between the two of them was like an old married couple.

"Shizhen, you said that as soon as Writer Kim arrived in Korea, she immediately went to the head of the office, would it be..." Xu Yijing frowned slightly, eyes

There was a flash of worry.

"Not only that, Writer Jin didn't go back to the gallery at all last night, but the head of the library called and said that Writer Jin was drunk

up. "Li Shizhen smiled, and he had already imagined a romantic scene of romantic and snow-yue mutual confession in his mind.

"Don't forget, the head of the office is married."

"On behalf of nim, this is not important! What's more, the marriage between Wen Shizhang and her husband is only a contractual marriage." Li Shizhen retorted, slightly

He glanced at Xu Yijing on the screen.

Xu Yijing didn't answer, his brows were still slightly wrinkled.

"On behalf of nim, what's the matter?" Li Shizhen naturally noticed the strangeness of his lover, so he asked in a low voice.

"Things seem to be going too smoothly. What's even more strange is that Han Jae-wook and Han Yaomin should have discovered the problem with the contract, but Han's Finance has not responded so far. Maybe..."

Before Xu Yijing finished speaking, he was interrupted by the ringtone of Li Shizhen's mobile phone, which seemed to be a sign of the occasion, echoing in Nuoda's office

room.

Li Shizhen glanced at the phone screen silently, and then a playful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"On behalf of nim, it's the head of the office..."

The moment the phone was connected, Wen Zhenxi's calm voice came.

"Shizhen, I believe you have already investigated the relationship between me and Han Yaomin. No matter what you are doing, Han Yaomin seems to have noticed something."

Li Shizhen never expected that the reason why Wen Zhenxi called was to mention the war between himself and Han Yaomin.

I was stunned for a moment.

"..."

"Sejin, don't tie your hands and feet because of me, and don't underestimate Han Yaomin's disguise." Wen Zhenxi added, and then fell into a moment of hesitation for no reason.

"Thank you, chief secretary." Li Shizhen smiled slightly, and a warm feeling rose in his chest.

"It's okay, but... Has Writer Jin gone back?"