Time and you are my fault

Shi Yi stopped the car and went home.

Street lamps swayed over the cheeks one after another, and occasionally crystal liquid reflected light from the corners of the eyes and cheeks.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror several times, and he handed over the tissue in a dazed manner, "Can such a pretty girl be trapped by love?"

Shi Yi buried his face in a tissue, thanked the driver, and said in a muffled voice, "It's not because of love, it's because... I didn't make any money, and it's hard to move without money."

The driver instantly found a resonance, "Yes, the word 'money' is what this world is all about. Food requires money, rides require money, and sleep requires money. The houses in Jiangcheng not only require money, but also life."

When Shi heard the vicissitudes of the driver's uncle's voice, he laughed instantly.

What is her suffering? There are all kinds of people in this world, each with its own difficulties.

After getting out of the car and paying, she walked in slowly with her handbag.

The old neighborhood was extremely quiet late at night, she was sitting downstairs, not wanting to go home.

She was afraid that star would not sleep and let her see her embarrassed appearance.

But the wind in the middle of the night was a bit cool, she rubbed her bare arms, and slowly climbed up the steps.

Gently opened the door, the room was quiet, and the sensor light at the door emitted a faint light.

As soon as I changed my shoes, I just took a step inside when I heard the sound of cloth rubbing against the sofa.

When Shi looked over, Star rubbed his eyes and sat up, "You're back."

She looked around, but Panda wasn't there.

She walked up to her daughter and squatted in front of her, "Where did Pang Da go? Why are you sleeping here by yourself?"

"Uncle Fatty has something to do, so I'll let him go. I can do it myself." The little guy said childishly.

Shi Yi suddenly felt ashamed of his daughter as a mother, and hugged her into his arms, "Mom will definitely spend more time with you in the future."

As if feeling that Shi Yi was in a bad mood tonight, the little guy held her face, looked at her seriously, and said in a very sure tone, "You have cried."

"No." She shook her head vigorously, but her eyes were instantly covered with a layer of water.

The little girl sighed helplessly, "Would you like to tell me?"

Immediately, Shi Yi couldn't bear the feeling of grievance, and buried her head in her daughter's arms. After a long time, her dreamy voice came from the little girl's arms.

"Mom seems to be broken in love."

Star's tender little hands slowly stroked her hair, "Whose problem is it?"

"It's his problem." As soon as Shi Yi said this, he looked up at his daughter, "Why don't you ask who the other party is?"

The daughter spread her hands helplessly, "Is there anyone else besides the handsome uncle?"

Shi Yi, "..."

Was it so obvious?

Later, she took her daughter back to the bedroom. That night, she slept in her daughter's crib and slept together with her.

And the other side.

In the bar box.

Mo Shaoming was on a temporary business trip to Jiangcheng, and everyone formed a game, but Zong Yanxi didn't show up.

Mo Shaoming didn't understand for a moment, and Lian Shaosi smiled lightly, "President Zong has a lot of things to do every day, so he takes time to cosplay and hide his identity to chase after his girlfriend."

Mo Shaoming frowned, "What the hell is cosplay?"

Not only Mo Shaoming, but everyone around him cast curious glances.

As we all know, Zong Yanzu has never been close to the opposite sex in recent years, even if the powerful and beautiful little princess of the Lu family pursued her fiercely, this man never gave him a good face.

Now, take the initiative to chase women?

Lian Shaosi just smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, the door of the box was pushed open, and a man walked in with a gloomy and cold expression.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Mo Shaoming suddenly laughed out loud, "Mr. Zong, who manages so many things every day and finds time to chase women, can still come to my game?"

Zong Yanzu sat down on the sofa straight away, and someone next to him offered a glass of wine, but he didn't look at it, and drank it directly.

"Tsk, it's because she was kicked out by a woman, right?" Lian Shaosi was never afraid of big things when he watched the excitement.

On the sofa, the man's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Lian Shaosi.

Mo Shaoming finally believed it at this moment, and this should have been rejected.

When he chased after Chu Yi after the divorce, he always had this expression.

Thinking of Chu Yi, Mo Shaoming had a playful look on his eyebrows.

"Tell me." Mo Shaoming changed his position and sat next to the man.

The man leaned back, the soft chair back wrapped his back, he raised his hand, and squeezed his temple.

"There's nothing to say." The voice in the throat soaked in wine was as mellow as fine wine.

"Young Si said that you concealed your identity and chased other girls, so you're not afraid to play off?"

"It's over, how can you play off." He said in a deep voice, closing his eyes.

Mo Shaoming raised his eyebrows in surprise.

But will it really end?
How could he give up so easily after four years without anyone showing up to make him move his mind.

In the next few days, Shi Yi fell into a busy work.

Arrange for four models to shoot magazine covers, receive other models from the Netherlands, and determine the clothing style with Dai Yin.

She was too busy to think about other things, and the man who signed into her company as a model never appeared again.

Shi Yi didn't take the initiative to contact him, she thought, he is not short of money, maybe he has a new goal.

Every time that figure, that face appeared in my mind, my heart felt sore and uncomfortable as if it was about to be torn apart by some emotion.

So when you get busy, you don't think so much.

The feelings that are not deep at all, time will dilute everything.

Sister Hua has become more and more enthusiastic about her recently, and she has drawn a lot of resources to her, so that her small company can operate smoothly.

At noon a week later, Shi Yi invites Hua Feng to lunch.

The two sat between the screen partition, and there was a gentle and melodious piano sound floating in the stereo, and the atmosphere was quiet and elegant.

As soon as Sister Hua sat down, she excitedly told her the gossip in the circle.

"I heard a very dreamy thing, tell it to make you happy." Sister Hua pushed the chair forward a little.

When I saw her rich and round face full of excitement, I couldn't help but become interested.

"A big brother in our Jiangcheng, in order to chase after a woman, did not hesitate to hide his identity and follow that woman, doing things for her."

Shi Yi was biting his ribs, and raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Is this boss ugly?"

"Tsk? Why are you so uninteresting? Have you never heard of a domineering president chasing after a young wife? How can a domineering boss be ugly? Once you talk about such a romantic and dreamy plot, you lose your appetite in an instant." Sister Hua said with a look of disgust. Wave.

The corner of Shi Yi's mouth twitched, "Sister, you've watched too many Korean dramas, big guy, I guess I'm not working well."

"How do you say?" Sister Hua blinked and asked in confusion.

"They're all bosses, so why hide their identities? Since you're not ugly, chasing women is easy. Just spend money and resources to praise her, let her suffer less and feel warm and considerate care, and accompany her The old-fashioned plot of enduring hardship... can't be commented on, and I feel ashamed of the word "big brother."

Shi Yi shook his head, wondering how he got to be the boss.

It's all ages, and it's still playing the plot of sharing joys and sorrows.

When Sister Hua heard this, she instantly felt that it made sense.

"Also... that's right."

"So, he definitely won't be able to catch up with this woman. One day this woman meets a new boss who falls from the sky and flies away with him. Then this boss who loves cosplay won't even be able to cry."