divorce?Think beautifully!

Life is always about tomorrow.

Everyone knows this principle, but when it is actually practiced, it is very difficult to achieve.

After a hot pot meal, the atmosphere between the two of them froze completely.

Chu Heng didn't drink, and was responsible for driving when he went back. His face was livid and he didn't speak.

After drinking, Zhuang Zihao felt a little choking, and when he got into the car, he couldn't help coughing again.

"Cough...cough..."

He didn't speak, just bent down coughing and coughing, with his palms against one side of the car door, coughing a little out of breath.

Chu Heng gritted his teeth angrily, and waited for this guy to open his mouth, but... the result was that his stomach was full, and Zhuang Zihao still stopped talking.

The two of them have very different personalities. From childhood to adulthood, once a conflict arises, Zhuang Zihao will always be the first to bow his head.

As a result, Chu Heng really didn't wait for him to bow his head this time.

"Why don't you...cough cough...go?"

Zhuang Zihao's body was half bowed, his figure was a little hunched, his right hand was resting on the front of the co-pilot, he tilted his head slightly, coughing and panting.

Chu Heng gritted his teeth and stared at him, endured it for a while, but finally softened his heart, and leaned over to kowtow for him.

"Is there no warm water?"

Chu Heng turned his head, turned around for a while, only found mineral water, took a bottle reluctantly, unscrewed it, and handed it over.

"Thank you...cough...cough cough..."

Zhuang Zihao drank a few sips before suppressing the itch in his throat, "Let's go!"

Chu Heng started the car and snorted coldly: "I'll take you back first."

"Then how do you return?"

Zhuang Zihao was slightly surprised, "No, I'll call Dai later..."

But the guy turned his head, grinning to reveal a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a fake smile: "I won't go back, I'll just sleep with you, can't I?"

"what?"

Zhuang Zihao was stunned.

"Where do you want me to go back?" Chu Heng drove very hard tonight, and snorted angrily, "I will leave the banquet and run back first. I will definitely not go home, but I can't go back to Chu's house. If the old man knows that I I'm afraid it will kill me."

There's nothing wrong with that...

Zhuang Zihao couldn't help laughing when he thought of Chu's father's fiery temper.

"why are you laughing?"

Chu Xiaoheng made a sharp turn, and said fiercely, "It's not like you haven't seen how I've been beaten up since I was a child. Now come here and say something sarcastic, hmph!"

"I've been living upstairs in the restaurant recently."

Zhuang Zihao laughed out loud, with a relaxed and cheerful tone. After drinking, his thoughts became a little more chaotic than usual. He looked through the car window and looked at the sky: "The scene will always pass."

There was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, the twilight was dark, his best friend was by his side, his tone was fierce and bad, but he still felt... strangely satisfied.

Probably if life stopped at this moment, it would be worth it.

"overnight?"

Chu Heng raised his eyebrows, "Are you... having fun with him?"

Zhuang Zihao's heart choked.

"It's no use," he said in a thin, cold tone, "Jiang Jiang specially came to remind me that Cheng Jing is not a simple person."

In the acquaintance and relationship between the two of them, Cheng Jing has always been calm and calm. Even when he mentioned his situation, he only brought a little bitterness and didn't say much.

He never talked about any plans and plans with himself, and he never mentioned more about family affairs. He just liked to drink and chat with himself, and spend time with each other.

At most, it's just a passer-by in a love scene, how can it be taken seriously?

"That little girl still understands so well." Chu Heng was a little surprised, and the car slowed down, "I heard that the whole family surnamed Cheng didn't get a good son. The young one went to prison, and the old one couldn't bear the blow, and was sick all day long. Yes, almost in the hospital."

He dared to play Jiang Jiang's idea, and took advantage of his loopholes, and when he thought about it, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

If it wasn't for Fang Yan's keen sense of smell at the beginning, he would have fallen into the hands of those people, and not only would he be ashamed, but the Chu family would also be ashamed one after another.

"Although all of this has nothing to do with Cheng Jing, I have the same opinion as Jiang Jiang. I always feel that he is not simple, very not simple."

Chu Heng tapped on the steering wheel, frowned, and thought for a while, "He has a lot of things in his eyes, and he is also carrying a lot of things on his body. Think about it, Zihao, as an illegitimate child who can't stand on the stage, he can get to this point, his wrist must be not normal."

That young and promising man... certainly wasn't as peaceful and harmless as he appeared on the surface.

Chu Heng had met him a few times, worked with him a few times, and always felt that there was something hidden under the smile on his face.

Modesty is a bit too much.

"I know, don't worry!"

Zhuang Zihao's voice was a little erratic, gradually lowered, his thin shoulders shrugged slightly, and he coughed hard: "I have a sense of proportion."

If what Jiang Jiang said is correct, then Cheng Jing is probably the one who recently instigated several major companies in M ​​City to fight to the death, as well as stir up internal conflicts in the Fang Corporation and disrupt its alliance with the Chu Corporation.

As the new year approaches, M City is in great chaos, and there are many fires in the backyard. Everyone seems to be in trouble to some extent, but... Cheng is an exception.

It seemed to stay out of everything, just watching quietly, not being involved in it at all, and staying still, but got a few big orders that others accidentally missed.

It seems that... the feeling of gaining benefits without making a sound.

No one thinks there is a ghost.

The cold wind was bitter, and the snow fell in the middle of the night, making it even colder. The restaurant was still brightly lit and full of people.

Chu Heng got out of the car and closed the door, "Okay! Brother, the business is booming recently!"

Zhuang Zihao shook his head, and took the suitcase out of the trunk for him, "You know I'm not thinking about it, the kids below are tossing about."

"I will do it myself."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Chu Heng took the suitcase and just walked a few steps forward when he saw someone around him taking out a cigarette and coughing lightly looking for a lighter.

"Damn you!"

Chu Heng wanted to kick him twice, snatched the cigarette with his hands, and walked ahead angrily: "Sleep! When you wake up, go to the hospital tomorrow."

Before Zhuang Zihao refused, he stopped, pointed at that guy, and said through gritted teeth: "If you dare to say no, I'll smash your shop tomorrow!"

If he dared to hide such a big matter from him for so long, if he dared to bargain again, he would really have the heart to eat people.

Zhuang Zihao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing that he could really do it, he had no choice but to nod his head: "All right, little ancestor, I'm in a small business, and it's not as big as your family's big business, so you can do it, and hold your hands high, it's considered letting go." Let me go, okay?"

Chu Xiaoheng curled his lips, shook his head, snorted arrogantly, and then went upstairs.