Your Miss Su is blackened

Shizheng, "..."

She felt that the man was endless.

In order to finish the meal well, she replied.

[Shizheng: You have nothing to do with the rain. 】

Then, Shizheng turned the phone to silent, put the screen towards the table, and started eating.

Jiang Che smiled: "Why don't you block him directly? Keep his WeChat account and plan to celebrate the New Year?"

"Is it necessary to block black?"

"That kind of person should be blocked, otherwise I'm afraid that every circle of friends you have in the future will become a reason for him to question you."

Shizheng lowered his head to pick up the rice, rolled his eyes twice, and said calmly, "Keep it, it seems like I care about it."

"You decide."

"Ah."

After lunch, Jiang Che left.

He was originally from Haicheng. Although he has moved to different places over the years, he has always kept his house in Haicheng. When he passes by or comes back occasionally, he will live there.

After seeing Jiang Che off, Shi Zheng picked up the phone again.

When I turned on the screen, I saw five missed calls displayed in the lower left corner, and the WeChat app also displayed two messages.

[Fu Moxing: When we were together, you never took pictures of your meals and posted them on Moments. 】

[Fu Moxing: Ah Zheng, do you have a new boyfriend? 】

As soon as Shi Zheng read the message, the screen jumped to a new incoming call.

Or Fu Moxing.

That man is really patient.

She was so cruel that she hung up directly.

Shi Zheng went upstairs with her mobile phone.

It was supposed to be a lunch break, but the bed in the bedroom was obviously soft and comfortable, but when she lay on it, she didn't feel much sleepiness.

Some blurred images in her mind played out one after another, making her feel inexplicably tired.

I don't know how long it took, and when I felt a little sleepy, there was a hasty doorbell downstairs.

She turned around in a daze, but the doorbell still stopped.

Shi Zheng opened his eyes, and after reacting for two seconds, he gradually returned to reality.

She got up and went downstairs.

At the entrance, the woman opened the door.

A gloomy and unhappy face came into view.

Shi Zheng woke up instantly, and asked with some disgust, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Moxing looked at the expression on her face and said nothing.

He pushed her away and went straight to the door.

The woman looked at the man walking towards the sofa in disbelief, and said with a smile: "Fu Moxing, this is my house, what right do you have to come in without my consent?!"

He stood still on the sofa and caught a glimpse of two unpacked water glasses on the coffee table.

Only one of them had a woman's lipstick on it.

Apparently the other was used by a man.

He turned around, stared at her sullenly and asked, "Who has been here?"

Shi Zheng couldn't stand his defiant attitude and questioning as a matter of course, and his tone immediately turned cold: "What does it have to do with you?!"

Fu Mo approached her.

A strong sense of oppression pressed on her heart following his approaching figure.

The woman pretended to be calm: "What do you want to do?"

"Four dishes and one soup, two water glasses, Zheng, you just broke up with me, and you have a man?"

"So what?"

Fu Moxing's voice was full of anger: "Where is he?"

Shi Zheng pulled her lips and deliberately provoked the man with angry words: "I'm sleeping upstairs, you seriously interrupted our sex by ringing the doorbell."

He really believed it.

Because in the next second, Fu Moxing went upstairs regardless, and went to the master bedroom to find his adulterer.

Shizheng, "..."

She scratched her hair and sighed wearily.