After being dressed as cannon fodder, I just want a divorce

After listening to the statement of the silent man and the tearful woman, Zhou Zhou felt very complicated. He couldn't understand why everyone went to the bar to drink when they fell in love. Got drunk and passed out.

This experience of Wang Kunxiang might be very familiar to him, so he was a little curious and asked, is Ye Misheng a professional leak picker?

The same bar, the same time, the same Ye Misheng, the difference is that Wang Kunxiang was single and no one caught him, so things went smoothly.

Zhou Zhou pursed his lips, and patted Wang Kunxiang who was smoking in the car after talking about this unpleasant experience.

"Don't smoke...no, don't be sad."

"Zhou, you don't understand, I'm not convinced, this concerns the dignity of my man." Wang Kunxiang exhaled smoke.

"I understand, you are straight..."

"I just do it with men, and it's the one above."

"..." Zhou Zhou was halfway through the sentence, and after being interrupted by the other party, he closed his mouth angrily, thinking that this is what you really care about.

Wang Kunxiang, who only wanted to be the one above, drove Zhou Zhou's BMW M series back to the company, and Ye Misheng blocked him at the entrance of the company. His watch was shining in the sun. Zhou Zhou took a closer look and found that his dial was inlaid with a ring of diamonds.

Zhou Zhou: "..." The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, he only thinks that the other party is rich.

Ye Misheng stopped looking at Zhou Zhou, and focused all his attention on Wang Kunxiang. He caught sight of the dust on his suit jacket, and even reached out to dust him off.

"What are you doing!" After being touched like this, Wang Kunxiang took a step back with his left foot like a furry cat, with an obvious aggressive posture.

Seeing the difference in body shape between the two of them, Zhou Zhou was a little afraid that Ye Misheng might not be able to withstand Wang Kunxiang's punch.

"Don't fight, don't fight." Zhou Zhou hurriedly persuaded the fight, and whispered in Wang Kunxiang's ear: "The other party should come to you to solve the problem, so be friendly."

"Really?" Wang Kunxiang expressed doubts about this.

Ye Misheng smiled at Zhou Zhou who explained to him, then looked at Wang Kunxiang, and called lightly, "Mr. Wang, are you not welcome?"

Since it is a business matter, there is really no need to be so tense. Wang Kunxiang is a sensible person, and no one will make trouble with money.

"Welcome." Wang Kunxiang still didn't have a good face, and Xiao Zhao and the big security guard at the door stood upright, for fear of bumping into the boss at this time.

"Kunxiang, I'm going back first." Today's affairs have been dealt with in a hurry, and Zhou Zhou knows that he can't help the other party with business matters, so he stays here to watch the two confront each other... He still doesn't want to Blends well.

Wang Kunxiang didn't keep him, and said, "Okay, Zhou, you go back first."

Ye Misheng waved his hand to Zhou Zhou in a friendly manner, "See you later, Brother Zhou."

This incident was like an episode. The car passed by as soon as it was driven. There were not many vehicles on the road at this time. When waiting for the red light, Zhou Zhou shrugged and looked back. This behavior lasted until go home.

But every time there was no one looking back, the sun was still shining in the sky, but Zhou Zhou felt a chill down his back.

After opening the door, the huge villa was empty. Aunt Feng probably went out to buy dinner ingredients again. Zhou Zhou looked at the empty room, pondered for a while, and silently put away the foot that had stepped on the threshold, and sat on the steps by the door alone. bask in the sun.

The feeling of being watched on the way back was too serious, but every time I turned around, I couldn’t see anyone. In this world that can’t be explained clearly with materialism, Zhou Zhou was a little flustered. It’s okay to say that he was really being watched Well, I'm afraid it's something he can't see, how infiltrating it is.

Zhou Zhou opened the photo album on his phone facing the sun, and looked at the details of the pictures he took. The more he looked, the more likely he felt that his bold conjecture was true. The original owner was him in the parallel world in the book.If he guesses further, Zhou Zhou even suspects that he is the original owner, but if he guesses this way, why is the memory before he passed through the book so real?

'Di——' A long car honking sounded outside the courtyard, Zhou Zhou watched the black Maybach drive slowly in front of him, and blinked twice.

"Why are you sitting here?" Fu Hengzhi got out of the car, took a bouquet of red roses from the passenger seat and held them in front of the other party on one knee, "Baby, for you."

"..." Zhou Zhou was inexplicably annoyed when he saw the other party's smiling face, and said with a bland smile, "Wow, hehe." Even so, he still took the rose into his arms.

Seeing this, Fu Hengzhi smiled, knowing that the other party was still sulking about what happened last night, so he got up and sat on the steps to hug him, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly on the other party's neck, "Don't be angry, it was my fault, I won't be tonight."

Not tonight ≈ continue tonight

Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes at him, "It's really early to be back today."

"Come back early to accompany you." Fu Hengzhi kissed his chin, and there was a tendency to continue to kiss upwards.

Zhou Zhou pushed the other person's face away, looked at the anticipation in the other person's eyes, with a complicated expression and doubtful tone, "Come back early to accompany me?"

"Hmm... sex is also a way of companionship." The dry fire after eating meat was obviously only unilaterally done by President Fu.

"..." Thinking of what happened last night, Zhou Zhou felt sore somewhere. He muttered and scolded him a few words, got up and walked into the room with Rose in his arms, "I have to create. I have been passive and sabotaged for several days. Readers should scolded me."

Fu Hengzhi looked at the back of the other party who seemed to be fleeing and smiled without saying a word. After parking the car, he walked into the villa and went straight to the bedroom.

Zhou Zhou never imagined that Fu Hengzhi would be such a rascal after having sex.

"Fuck! Can you be more reserved!" Zhou Zhou was pressed on the computer desk, and after realizing it, he forcibly turned around in the restraints of the other party and kicked him, but he couldn't kick him at all, and was dragged by the other party Adjust your posture with your ankles.

"Honey, I've been thinking about you for a whole day." Fu Hengzhi would be soft at this time, and said in a low voice, "You don't even miss me, and you still hang up on me."

"..."

Damn, what a crime, Zhou Zhou hated his soft heart for allowing the other party to take advantage of him. As soon as he realized it, he was already lying on his back on the bed.

The house once again staged a charming and lively scene.

"Why don't we sleep in separate rooms." Afterwards, Zhou Zhou felt that he lost half his life, although compared with last night, Fu Hengzhi did restrain himself.

"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Hengzhi kissed his forehead, and he didn't stop massaging his back.

"No nonsense." Zhou Zhou turned around, this position is more comfortable for massage, and continued: "Have you never heard of it? Distance creates beauty."

Fu Hengzhi paused when he heard the words, and posted it again, whispering in the ear of the other party: "...Negative distance can also produce beauty."

Zhou Zhou: "..." Get lost.

His body had no strength left to struggle, and Zhou Zhou reckoned in his heart that he would settle accounts with Fu Heng.

There was no negative distance to produce beauty here, and the bedside phone rang over there. Seeing Fu Hengzhi's deafness, Zhou Zhou raised his hand to pat him.

"Answer the phone, your cell phone." The CEO's phone ringing was not a joke, and Zhou Zhou wondered what it should be about business.

Fu Hengzhi who was disturbed was extremely unhappy, picked up the phone, glanced at the incoming call, and answered, "Hello, Dad."

It's Fu Hongjiang's call.

Zhou Zhou was lying flat on the bed exhausted, and his mind was empty. He was just about to ask the other party's elders what's the matter, when he felt light.

Fu Heng got out of bed, put on a nightgown, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows: "?" You have a question.