always quiet

In the first week in London, Yin Zhihou walked through those familiar and unfamiliar attractions by himself.Lawyer Jiang occasionally called to ask about the situation, and he just answered in a bland manner. Walking around like this, he felt much calmer, without much happiness or sadness.She was about to bid farewell to her and set off for the next stop, but was unexpectedly invited to attend her sister's wedding. She didn't plan to agree, but after thinking about it, she went anyway. Think of it as watching a romantic performance.

Yin Zhihou sat alone in a far corner, watching the groom standing in the middle of the auditorium and arranging his clothes at a loss. The wedding has not officially started, and most of the people are seated, a little messy.The groom is British, and his appearance is not very clear. Judging from his appearance, he seems to be relatively dull.Lawyer Jiang was busy arranging things and trying to calm down the groom, but he was very busy.

This is how weddings are supposed to be.Thinking about the farce between Jun Pyo and Jae Kyung last time, it can be regarded as a special life experience.

While he was absent-minded, someone sat down next to him.Yin Zhihou frowned subconsciously and looked aside.The gentle long curly hair draped over the shoulders, the dress fit her tall figure perfectly, and the most familiar thing was her elegant and calm smile.

"Sorry, there's no one sitting here, right? Zhihou?"

Yin Zhihou was taken aback for a moment, and then hesitantly called out her name, "Suixian?"

Min Ruixian smiled warmly all the time, and his tone was as kind as before, "When did our Zhihou cut our hair short, it looks more mature."

"It was cut four years ago." He asked casually, "Why are you here? Isn't it in Paris?"

"Today is Yunshu's wedding," Min Ruixian looked gently at the center of the auditorium, "You still remember, Jiang Yunshu from the dance class, weren't you in the same class at Shinhwa High School?"

Hearing what she said, Yin Zhihou only slightly remembered the name.During the years in middle school and high school, Seo Hyun studied ballet in an art school in order to train his flexibility, and sometimes he was dragged to be a sparring partner. The class was almost full of girls, and he was often forced to be their partner. Dance partner, and sometimes help with piano accompaniment, which is where they go most often besides the racecourse.It was because of this period of time that he gradually got out of his autism until Ruixian left.Jiang Yunshu was in the same class as him, so she wasn't familiar with him, and she was also the most conspicuous person in the dance class, more ostentatious than others.

If it's just because of these, I probably won't remember this name.Jiang Yunshu is a carefree person, if she likes it, she tells him straightforwardly, Yin Zhihou only saw Min Ruixian at the beginning, of course she said she was sorry and refused, but she still didn't give up for a long time, and she took the trouble to appear in front of him , Only when you realize that there is no hope, do you let go decisively.It is impossible for such a person not to have a deep impression on her, but it is only because of a trace of apology.

Those things, recalled now, seem to be things from the previous life, together with Ruixian, they are only frozen in the memory.

"It turned out to be her." Yin Zhihou raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "It seems that she is married to a good person."

"Well, although the other party is a little dull, she is very kind to her." Min Ruixian said, "Jihou should be the person that Sister Yanxi said to invite. The wedding will start in a while, and we will see if we can do it later." Received a bouquet."

Yin Zhihou didn't hear this sentence clearly, but thought of other things absent-mindedly.It seems that something has been forgotten.

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"Hey, Zai Jing, it's me." Zheng Anzhi carefully closed the office door, holding the phone clamped around his neck.

"An Zhi? Is there something wrong?" Xia Zaijing was sitting on the sofa in the lobby of Song's house, eating potato chips leisurely, "I remember the things were moved, did you leave anything there?"

"No. Well, is Song Yubin next to you, let him answer the phone."

"Oh." Jae-kyung was a little confused, and nudged Song Yubin who was lying next to him reading a book with his elbow, and handed him the phone.

"Who is it?" Song Yubin frowned, took the phone, "Hello?"

"Song Yubin, check someone for me." Zheng Anzhi sat down at the desk and called up the employee files, "It seems that his name is Park Jaemin, and his age is 29. Of course, these may be fake."

"Hey Zheng Anzhi, what are you talking about?" Song Yubin managed to recognize the other party's voice, but couldn't understand what she was saying.

"Have you heard about the theft of the reference room in Shuiyan before? Min Zhihao inserted someone inside Shuiyan. It was Park Jae-min, the manager of the administration department. He already recognized me, so I had to avoid him for the past few days. I'm about to get one now." The first two are getting older, this guy seems to be from the underworld, I can't handle it, you should have a solution?" Zheng Anzhi buried his head and scratched his hair, suddenly hoped that the boss was still there, and things were almost out of control.

"What!" Song Yubin sat up abruptly, and Jae Jing next to him couldn't help leaning over to eavesdrop.

"Hey, is what you said true?"

"Ah, what time is it? I'm fine and I'm making up something!" Zheng Anzhi went crazy, "It's best if you can get rid of him now anyway, you should hurry up and figure out a way, I want to continue messing around in Shuiyan!"

Ended the call.Zheng Anzhi leaned back on the chair with a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and deleted an unsent text message on his phone.Forget it, if he finds out about this, he will definitely fly back immediately, let's find a way by himself, anyway, Manager Park will not pose a great threat to Shuiyan, but she is in a more dangerous situation now.

What should he do if he reveals what he did in Tianhua.There should be no one who believes in her like the boss.

Zheng Anzhi patted his head and decided not to worry about this issue in advance. At least that guy still thinks that they are on the same front. He can only pray that Min Zhihao will not have contact with him recently. He can use this opportunity to collect evidence and find a way to kill him. It would have been nice if it had been recorded last time.

Suddenly remembering that there was still something to do, Zheng Anzhi hurriedly picked up the new employee information, took the brewed coffee to the chairman's room, and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

He glanced hurriedly at Manager Yan who was standing aside, put the coffee on the desk, handed over the documents, and said, "President, these are the documents of the new employees since late September this year. There are ten people in total who have been re-hired."

Yin Xirong briefly flipped through the page, stopped at Zheng Anzhi's page, and looked up at her again, "Oh, are you the girl from last time?"

Zheng Anzhi nodded, remembering the last time he asked for an autograph at the hospital.

"Are you Zhihou's assistant?" The old man put down the booklet and asked in an inquiring tone.

"Hmm..." This is obvious, Zheng Anzhi didn't understand why he would ask such a question, so he continued to nod.

"How long?"

"It's been more than three months since I came in September."

President Yin took a sip of his coffee and said, "Understood, you go out first."

Zheng Anzhi looked at Manager Yan next to him inexplicably, trying to find the answer, but the other party shook his head slightly at her.She had no choice but to nod again, and before leaving, she couldn't help but say, "President, drinking coffee is not good for your health. If you want to refresh yourself, it's better to make some scented tea."

Yin Xirong was stunned, looked at the coffee cup in his hand, and remembered that Zhihou seemed to have said something similar.Seeing her go out, she smiled and shook her head, seeming to understand why Zhihou repeatedly told him not to embarrass this brat no matter what happened before he left. Does he seem so unreasonable!

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"Hey, Zhihou, how are you playing over there? Where are you now?" In F4's pub, Su Yizheng dialed someone's mobile phone number as a representative, and other people gathered together to listen.

"London. I just attended an acquaintance's wedding the day before yesterday, and it was a bit boring." Yin Zhihou replied succinctly.

"How many times have we been there? No wonder it's not boring." Gu Junbiao interjected, "If you want me to say that you must go to Italy when you go to Europe, can you bring us something along the way."

The latter is your real purpose, right? Which designer's work do you like? Yin Zhihou was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I saw Ruixian."

"Mo? Is it true? Ah, did you seize the opportunity?" Gu Junbiao teased.

"Hey, that happened in a lifetime." Yin Zhihou laughed.

Gu Junpyo and the others were surprised and relieved to see that he was able to face Ruixian so calmly now.

"Hey, don't mention this for now, tell me," Song Yubin snatched the phone from Young Master Gu, "Did Zheng Anzhi tell you about that?"

"I haven't contacted her recently." Yin Zhihou frowned, "Did something happen?"

"No way, isn't she your assistant?" Song Yubin struggled for a long time, looked at the dignified expressions of the other two who shook their heads repeatedly, and could only say, "Forget it, it's nothing, you can have fun."

"Hey, don't hang up yet," Yin Zhihou suddenly called to him, a little confused, "Is she all right? Has the injury really healed?"

"Can't you ask yourself this?" Song Yubin raised his eyebrows, "How could I know?"

So Yin Zhihou was hung up on the phone very depressed in the end.The other three got together and began to study how to get rid of Min Zhihao, a big pest, before Yin Zhihou came back. The three women started a long narration in Ha Jae-kyung's question of "Who is Seo-hyun".

If I could contact her, I would have contacted her a long time ago, but since I sent that text message, I really don't know how to speak.You can't pretend you don't know about that matter, even if it's the result of being drunk and not clear minded, it is indeed his responsibility.

And how could he lose control in that situation even though his mind is not clear

"What's the matter, Zhihou, why are you always absent-minded?" Seeing him lost in thought, Ruixian asked strangely beside him.

"I'm not thinking about the call just now." Yin Zhihou came back to his senses and said casually.

He had planned to leave London a long time ago, but unexpectedly attended Jiang Yunshu's wedding and met Ruixian again, so he delayed it.This day, I accompanied Ruixian to Jiang Yunshu's new house as a guest, and it was not too interesting, but Jiang Yunshu heard that they were tired of playing in London, so she said that there are actually many less famous places that are worth visiting, so The three of them turned around again together.

"Zhihou is still the same as before." Jiang Yunshu, who was walking in front, turned around and said with a smile.

"What's more, you are as restless as before. Since you are newly married, why don't you have a good honeymoon, and we can walk around by ourselves. This is too much trouble for you." Min Ruixian said.

"It's hard for me to be a tour guide. If I don't take you around, I will probably feel uncomfortable. Besides, we don't plan to go on a honeymoon. John just took a few days off and went to work overtime." Jiang Yunshu hummed and said, "Rui Xian, you can't fall into the trap easily like me, men will change after they get married."

"You are obviously very sweet like this. There is nothing to complain about marrying such a good husband. She also said that I or the youngest will get married first, but in the end you are the first."

"Ruixian, you will definitely find a better one. Didn't you catch the bouquet I threw?" Jiang Yunshu teased, and looked at Yin Zhihou with a smile, "Where is Zhihou? Is there anything wrong?"

"Huh?" Yin Zhihou was taken aback for a while, and raised his head a little confused.

"Ah, what have you been staring at your phone for, are you waiting for someone's call?"

He kept holding the phone in his hand, hesitating as he walked, whether to contact her, or send a text message.It has been written but deleted word by word, so repeatedly, but they didn't hear a word of their conversation.