The right way to break up with a lawyer

[Although we show our love, we are just partners]

Zhao Ling finally knew where Jian Shaojun borrowed the Bentley from, because Jian Shaojun left the Bentley at Jin's house, and reached out to hail a taxi.

"So it's the old man who asked you to go home to pick up the car and drive home?" Zhao Ling looked confused, it's hard to imagine that the old man who was struggling with eating would care about such a thing.

"Don't be deceived by him." Jian Shaojun snorted, "He loves his face the most in his life, at least... in front of others."

"What about the empress?" Zhao Ling couldn't bear to ask.

Jian Shaojun's eyes fell on the outside of the car window, watching the manor-like mansion disappearing from his eyes little by little, and he said after a long time: "I don't know... I had hoped for him, but I was disappointed in the end."

Zhao Ling watched Jian Shaojun's side face gradually blurred due to the gilding of the setting sun, and finally swallowed the sentence "I actually think he cares about you very much".

Don't try to persuade others to be kind if you haven't tasted the suffering of others.

Zhao Ling understood the pain, so he didn't persuade him any more.

In fact, at noon, there was something he didn't say to Jin Boshan——

"You think that the change of Xuanwu Gate brought disaster to King Qin, but I think that the change of Xuanwu Gate caused disaster to Gaozu."

Jin Chengye's unscrupulous, even if the old man did not contribute to the flames, he definitely did not fulfill the responsibility that a father should fulfill.

While Jian Shaojun was in a trance, he felt a warm palm on the back of his neck, and turned his head to see the smiling Zhao Ling.

The hand covering the back of his neck was half stroked and half rubbed, and the instigator said confidently: "Your neck is sunny."

Looking at Zhao Ling's smile that was warmer than the setting sun, Jian Shaojun said in a strange way: "The sunshine on my face is also good."

Zhao Ling choked, staring at Jian Shaojun with an expression of looking at rare animals: "Are you teaching me how to tease you?"

"Don't dare." Jian Shaojun raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Zong Zongqing is better than Lan because of Lan."

"Jian Lv is afraid that the disciples of the church will starve to death of the master?"

After all, Jian Shaojun was not afraid, and his fingers walking along Zhao Ling's neckline along the setting sun seemed to have given the answer.

I dare not wonder if it was Zhao Ling's delusion. They arrived home very quickly. Before he could stand still from the dizzy speed, Zhao Ling looked at the taxi who left without any delay and blinked: "It's business now. Is that good?"

"Next time Mr. Zhao teases me in another place, maybe the driver can drive a little slower."

Zhao Ling: "..." It seems to be the reason.

The two couldn't wait to go upstairs. Although no one said anything, their hurried steps showed their high degree of identity at the moment.Pushing open the door and looking at the home he had been away for two days, Zhao Ling took a deep breath, a breath that was completely different from the Jin family came to his face, the familiar smell instantly filled his lung cavity, and the heart that had been hanging slightly was finally at this moment Return to the soft bed.

Just like them, the taxi tease finally pays off.

The bed sheet rolled up his fingers bit by bit, Zhao Ling bit his quilt, the corners of his eyes were bright red, and pieces of thought fragments rose and fell in his mind.

For example, right now he is regretting the dress he wore last night, and he can clearly see that Jian Shaojun obviously didn't enjoy himself to the fullest last night. Thinking about it this way, his death in that dress is really a bit wronged.

The tooth marks landed on the back of the side neck, just enough to be covered by the collar, Zhao Ling heard Jian Shaojun's vague voice: "You are..."

What is it?

Zhao Ling didn't know whether he couldn't hear clearly, or Jian Shaojun didn't finish his words, he only knew that the white light completely enveloped and submerged the deep sea floating with fragments of thoughts until he lost consciousness.

Zhao Ling woke up from the aroma, the familiar smell stimulated his taste buds, and the sound of gurgling woke up the master from his sleep.With his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand and touched the side. It was empty. Zhao Ling yawned and listened to the sizzling sound from the kitchen, and couldn't help but smile.

After rolling around on the bed several times with the quilt in his arms, Zhao Ling couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart after all.

"Are you awake?" Jian Shaojun stood in front of the stove and asked without looking back.

"How do you know I'm awake?"

"The sound of slippers." Jian Shaojun thought it was funny, and the sound of Zhao Lingji pulling the slippers seemed to tell the world that he got up.However, Jian Shaojun thought this matter was quite interesting. Zhao Ling usually walked very lightly and hardly made much noise, but he refused to wear slippers properly.

Zhao Ling scratched his chin and was a little embarrassed. He forgot Jian Shaojun's obsession with cleanliness, and didn't know if he was sloppy: "Sorry, I will pay more attention next time."

"Pay attention to what?" Jian Shaojun poured a bowl of hot water into the pot, and with a sizzling sound, the smell of burnt eggs and sausages overflowed.

"Be careful not to pull." Zhao Ling sniffed. Compared with such a perfect day, it is not difficult to get rid of a bad habit.

"No, it's pretty cute." Jian Shaojun seemed to realize his slip of the tongue, paused and said, "Cough, this is your freedom, I don't mind."

"No, I think I can change it." Zhao Ling said with a smile, "I don't think I need to keep this habit in the future."

So this is a deliberately preserved habit?

Jian Shaojun glanced at Zhao Ling thoughtfully, until the soup in the milk pot began to boil, then he looked away and put three pieces of noodle cakes down.

When the whole room was filled with fragrance, Jian Shaojun turned off the fire, and just about to take out two noodle bowls, but was stopped by Zhao Ling: "Just eat in the pot, and you can save two bowls from washing."

Jian Shaojun glanced silently at the neglected dishwasher, trying to remind Zhao Ling that they were two people, but swallowed the words again.

It was the first time in Jian Shaojun's life to eat with a pot side by side. Even in the worst times, he never shared food with others.

What about his cleanliness?When Jian Shaojun belatedly recalled that he still had a cleanliness habit, the milk pot in front of him was empty, even the soup was completely emptied.

What about his cleanliness?

Jian Shaojun was puzzled.

Just when Jian Shaojun was thinking about his disappearing cleanliness, Zhao Ling who was on the side used his mobile phone to face his face for face recognition. After doing the same movements several times in a row, Jian Shaojun couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"Download the app." Zhao Ling stared at the phone for a long time, scratching his hair, "You said those girls are too powerful, how should I use these apps?"

Jian Shaojun leaned over to look, only to find that Zhao Ling was researching a p-map software, and the photo displayed on the software interface was exactly the pot of noodles he had just made.

"You want a bowl of noodles?" Jian Shaojun was a little confused.

"To commemorate Jian Lu's first time making noodles for me." Zhao Ling said confidently, "Other people's food pictures are so tempting, and yours can't lose." The food pictures in the circle of friends were shown to Jian Shaojun.

Jian Shaojun: "..." Isn't it a matter of cooking skills to look attractive?

But looking at Zhao Ling's high spirits, Jian Shaojun still didn't stop him, instead he leaned over and joined in the research. It's a pity that the two of them pondered over the phone for a long time, and finally gave up.

Seeing Zhao Ling's unwillingness and scratching his heart and lungs, Jian Shaojun put his clenched hand on his lower lip to clear his throat, and reminded: "Leave professional things to professional people."

Zhao Ling suddenly realized, so Zuo Yi, who had eaten a normal meal, received a message from his boss——

"【picture】"

"Help me make it more attractive."

"Better looking than your hair."

Zuo Yi: "..."

To say that the person involved regretted it very much now, and regretted not blocking his boss. Before, he felt that Zhao Ling had no airs and was nice and felt that there was nothing to block.Now Zuo Yi realized that he was wrong. Although his boss was nice without airs, his desire to win was too strong.

Zuo Yi, who tried his best, was regretting while posting the picture, and quickly sent it to Zhao Ling after the completion.

Before Zuo Yi, who had picked up her chopsticks again, had two mouthfuls of food, she saw that her boss, who hardly posted on Moments, posted a picture of herself just now, with the words——

"The craftsmanship is very good, it's just right for two people to eat."

Zuo Yi choked on the red oil, hey hey!This is showing affection, right? !

etc!Zhao Ling actually fell in love? !

Satisfied with the fruits of his labor, Zuo Yi also boldly knocked on Zhao Ling, thinking that his boss would not reject his gossip for the sake of hard work without credit, right?

Adhering to the purpose of passing this village and not having this shop, Zuo Yi tapped on the screen of his mobile phone—"Sister-in-law is very skilled."

"Sister-in-law?" Zhao Ling quickly replied to the text message, and added after a few seconds, "No."

Zuo Yi: "..." Even if you are a donkey, I will give you some snacks!

The flames of gossip ignited blazingly, and it was supposed to stop there, but Zuo Yi still couldn't hold back the joy in his heart: "You are lucky."

"That's right." Zhao Ling returned a smug expression, and asked again, "I see that your circle of friends is eating alone?"

Zuo Yi: "..." If the price of gossip is to be loved and pierced, she is willing.

It's a pity that just like Zuo Yi couldn't restrain his heart of gossip, Zhao Ling couldn't restrain his desire to show off: "Two people eat better than one, and they can eat more. Just tell him the recipe of what you want to eat." "Zhao Ling still remembers how to make instant noodles. They said it when they had a meal a long time ago, but Zhao Ling didn't think that Jian Shaojun still remembered it.

Zuo Yi: "..." If it was possible, wouldn't she want to?

Maybe Zhao Ling at work is very approachable, but definitely not including Zhao Ling who is showing affection.

It's all like this, so you say you're not sister-in-law?Zuo Yi recalled what he said just now, and wondered if his boss thought that only married people were considered "sister-in-laws". Thinking of Zhao Ling's rigor, Zuo Yi quickly changed his words: "When will the wine be served? You must remember to give I have an invitation-"

"What wine? A celebration banquet?"

Zuo Yi: "..."

After Zuo Yi tried his best to explain the matter clearly, the phone was silent for a long time.

After a long, long time, Zhao Ling replied to Zuo Yi's message, and he said——

"You misunderstood, we are partners."

Zuo Yi stared at the phone in silence, and then went back to look at the photos hard. There were two pairs of chopsticks in a milk pot, one on the left and one on the right. It was obvious that two people were eating.And judging from the position of the milk pot where the noodles are cooked from Zhao Ling's shooting angle, there should be another person beside Zhao Ling.

Who would eat noodles in a pot with a partner!

Of course, it wasn't just one person who got it wrong.

In Zhao Ling's comment area, someone left a message——

"I'm going back to China next week, and I'll go to City B. You and your girlfriend will pick me up then."

The nickname for this comment was "Mrs. Brown".

The author says:

Zuo Yi: Showing affection is not authentic.

Zhao Ling: This is just an expression of Party A's concern for Party B.

Zuo Yi: I believe your evil.

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I went to see a movie today, Fantastic Beasts 3, and didn't say anything.

The official match with yyds is another day of tears for the old man's love story.

Remarriage literature is always so attractive QAQ I want to write a broken mirror reunion QAQ;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!