Bait

On the fourth day after Chen Chongzhou's operation, Liao Kun asked Shen Zhen to go to the hospital. He didn't say anything specific, just said that he would not go again, and there was no time to see him for the last time.

On the phone, the breath was sad and weak.

Shen Zhen remembered the news that Li Huizhi was watching TV last night and his family members stabbed the doctor, so he hurried to the hospital.

I ordered a flower basket at the flower shop downstairs, and a middle-aged lady was making a wreath. Liao Kun called again at this critical moment. She panicked and rushed into the hospital with the wreath.

Liao Kun walked out of the lobby, suddenly startled, "You want me to die."

Only then did she realize that it was a wreath.

"I got it wrong..."

"Can this be wrong?"

He pushed Shen Zhen, "Come on, go upstairs first, it's flowers anyway."

"Didn't you get stabbed?"

"I recruited you?" Liao Kun was furious, "Director Chen was beaten and his bones were broken."

Liao Kun knew that if Chen Chongzhou was mentioned directly, she would not be able to come.

Sure enough, Shen Zhen was so calm and emotionless, "What did you ask me to do?"

"Jiang Mei from Yinrui, Taiping Clubhouse, do you have any impression?"

She was startled.

Liao Kun helped the glasses frame, "Director Chen cooperated with Qin Guodong, because of this, he unilaterally terminated the contract, Qin Guodong lost a large amount of investment, Director Chen didn't make any money, and his project was all in vain. Qin Guodong retaliated against him, hired people to block him, and his actions were very dark."

He danced and danced, "Director Chen is awesome, one picks six, and he is alive! But if he is soft, today you bought this wreath for nothing."

It was clear that Chen Chongzhou was ruthless, and he simply withdrew after erasing everything, even refusing to admit to having a good relationship.

Other men slap and feed one sweet date, and he feeds ten.

Even if it is compensation, it is too much.

Shen Zhen forced herself to forget and distance herself, but he repeated it again and again, continuing to ignite the flame in her heart that was about to go out.

"You can repay his favor by showing your face."

"Ni Ying isn't in the ward?"

"I went on tour, Director Chen didn't tell her." Liao Kun paused, "I can't tell, after all, you caused it."

Shen Zhen frowned, "Can't you make up a reason?"

"The key point is that Director Chen is not willing to lie. As for him, he is a scumbag with integrity. Otherwise, when you asked him whether he was married or not, he lied to coax you, and in the end he turned his face and refused, wouldn't you be more worried?"

Scumbags are indeed divided into "good scumbags" and "human scumbags". Chen Chongzhou has not yet reached the level of scumbags. He did not agree to her conditions, which is much more righteous than fooling her with rhetoric.

But having said that, Shen Zhen felt that he had a real personality.

I used to be infatuated with that Bai Yueguang, like a madman, when I was the most vulnerable, I didn't care about her care and condolences anymore.

Ever since Ni Ying was determined to be by his side, planning to get pregnant and take over the position, Chen Chongzhou's attitude has softened a lot.

It seems that the desire to conquer is a common problem of men.

Women don't care about him, he is not reconciled, and insists on taking him down. When a woman falls in love with him, he is a taste, that's what it feels like, nothing special, and he withdraws instead.

Or, Ni Ying's messy love history, he had to respond.

When the love is strong, you go up, and naturally, when you are awake, you go down.

These days, women have never loved a scumbag, and they are ashamed to say that they have a story. A man has never been green, and he can't even get drunk after drinking.

On the 7th floor of the inpatient department, Liao Kun pushed the door open, "Director Chen, you are not needed on duty in the emergency department this time, you are a wounded soldier."

Chen Chongzhou's bed, facing the window.

The snow-white quilt was shining, and he was very pale, and that cold aura was stronger and more compelling.

"Guyuan arranges a video consultation for the person in charge of the insurance company's division at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Liao Kun moved a chair, "Is the treatment so exciting now? He took off his pants towards the camera, you watch?"

Chen Chongzhou laughed, "Are you watching?"

"Appreciate it for yourself."

There was a shadow at the door, and his gaze passed by. Through a small glass window, Shen Zhen was holding a wreath, hesitant to enter or not, and even lost his temper with him.

"Why is she here?"

Liao Kun teased, "Don't want her to come?"

Chen Chongzhou looked away unhurriedly, "Have I thought about it?"

That's true, since the breakup, Shen Zhen and Liao Kunti have never been mentioned, and he also likes to ignore them, showing no attachment.

Some men are just asking for embarrassment. I really don't think why they need to lie in the hospital.

Zheng Ye described the scene, saying that Chen Chongzhou was belated, Zha Chenzhen was too cruel, he couldn't wipe his face off, and his mouth was stiff.

Liao Kun opened the door and whispered an idea, "Let's say you are pregnant, his brother Chen Yuan's, and stimulate him to death."

Shen Zhen ignored it, and put the wreath on the base of the wall without taking it in, "How is your health?"

The man on the bed was lukewarm, "It's not like that."

"Being beaten?"

Chen Chongzhou frowned, but didn't speak.

Shen Zhen cleared her throat, "Director Liao said in the elevator—" She laughed suddenly and suppressed it, "Your tailbone..."

Puchi, couldn't hold back, "I fell."

"Are you happy?" Chen Chongzhou stared at her, "I'm dead, you vent your anger."

She shook her head, "I don't hate you that much."

"Then why do you hate me?"

She tilted her head and pondered, "It's fine if you're half dead."

Chen Chongzhou remained expressionless, "You are kind."

Then, continue to flip through the book.

The nurse went into the ward to change the dressing and picked up the wreath by the way, "Miss Shen, Director Liao said you bought it for Director Chen?"

She was about to deny it, but Chen Chongzhou preempted, "Take it here."

The nurse handed it to him, black elegiac couplet, white font, written in flamboyant, gloating.

——Zhao Yang's brother-in-law traveled westward with a crane, and Fan Ting's sister-in-law respectfully held her back.

This elegiac couplet is probably not a serious condolence, like a mess, full of tea.

Shen Zhen wanted to tear it up in a hurry, but Chen Chongzhou avoided it and placed it on the bedside, "When you get angry, you will be someone's sister-in-law, right?"

The nurse made fun of him while giving the needle, "Director Chen, do you have this kind of relationship with Miss Shen?"

"Which floor."

"Brother-in-law and sister-in-law?"

He said casually, "I don't have that blessing."

After the nurse left, Chen Chongzhou grabbed a yellow chrysanthemum, "Think I'm in the morgue?"

Shen Zhen didn't say a word.

"If I really die, you will feel bad."

"I don't feel it."

He looked at her for a long time, then smiled, "Yes."

She pointed to the wreath, "The wreath is big, but the basket is small. I'll give you a big one."

"The big one fits me." He stared at Shen Zhen meaningfully, "It's not easy to get your approval."

Shen Zhen turned around and said behind his back, "In the future, be careful and don't go anywhere. Chen Yuan can't protect you."

Chen Chongzhou inserted the chrysanthemum back, "If there is any trouble, call my cell phone."

She squeezed the doorknob, and left for a moment.

Coming out of the hospital, Shen Zhen drove to Guangping Road to pick up Song Li.

Holding two bags of fried chestnuts in sugar, she struck up a conversation with a man at the bus stop.

The man's single eyelid is nearly 1.9 meters tall, quite Korean.

In fact, Chen Chongzhou was a bit like that. She had seen old photos of him in Fujiang Huayuan.

A beige coat, a caramel-colored scarf, behind him is a icy and snowy courtyard house, with red lanterns for the New Year hanging above his head, and the lower half of his face is wrapped in a cloud of white mist for breathing.

Tall and straight, handsome, gentle and suave.

The style of IKEA and IKEA seems to be cold but also warm.It's suitable for dating, and it's also suitable for being a husband.

Shen Zhen honked the horn, and Song Li added the man's WeChat account and got into the car excitedly, "Excellent, long legs, longer than the chimney in the cafeteria at work."

"Don't you have a partner? That fresh meat college student."

"He flirted with his school girl, I caught him and kicked him. Spending my money to raise a little girlfriend, I'm courting death!"

Song Li flicked the screen, "His screen name is Chu Liuxiang, so cool."

"When you hear it, it's the king of the sea."

Originally turning left at the intersection, Song Li suddenly pulled her, "Turn right!" He poked the glass hard, "Chen Yuan! Is it him?"

Shen Zhen drove to the side of the street, it was true.

A restaurant called "Accord", sitting at table 3.

Song Li got off the car, "Eat here!"

Shen Zhen looked for a parking space and parked, and caught up with her. Song Li was about to go over to say hello, "Mr. Chen——"

At the same time, the woman who was recharging the membership card at the cashier turned around and called him, "Chen Yuan, do you have any taboos?"

He has been using the tablet to deal with official business, and finally raised his head, "It's up to you, I don't mind."

Before the words fell, his eyes dimmed.

Immediately, the undercurrent surged.

Shen Zhen only looked at him for a second, then put aside as if nothing had happened, passed by him, his hands on his knees were curled up, and the strap of his watch was also tense.

Song Li could see clearly from behind, but Chen Yuan almost lost control.

However, Shen Zhen didn't look at him, but paid attention to the woman he was traveling with.

She has an outstanding figure, not shriveled and thin, but plump and toned, with a hot tanned wheat color, which is particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

Chanel coat, Cartier jewelry set, Hermès crocodile bag.

A typical rich and noble flower in the world, the one of the fugitive princess.

And not exaggerated, with style.

The woman standing next to Chen Yuan was in the same condition in every respect.

Wan Xixi returned to the dining table and returned the wallet to him, "I recharged [-] and ordered a bottle of Lafite."

Chen Yuan took it, and outside the window, An Qiao was in the car, talking to Chen Zheng.

"Is there any contact?"

"Boss Chen is very restrained."

"The surname is Shen."

"Miss Shen is not a pestering person."

Just after Chen Zheng finished the meeting, there was wind and echo in the corridor, "What does he think about Wan Xixi?"

An Qiao replied truthfully, "Very average."

Chen Zheng expected that Chen Yuan was not a man who easily empathized, and his enthusiasm for a woman surnamed Shen would not fade away in three to five years.

Wan Xixi shook the goblet. She met Chen Yuan four times in total, once a day. She began to look forward to kissing, sleeping with him, and living with him.

I can't extricate myself.

"Your passport photo is so serious."

He was silent.

"Unhappy?"

"No."

Wan Xixi's eyes were full of liking, "You're even more handsome if you don't smile."

Chen Yuan loosened his tie, "Really."

"What about me?" She sat upright, "Is it beautiful?"

Wan Xixi noticed that he was absent-minded and was always looking at the other side. She turned her head curiously. There were two young women at the table. One of them was dressed hot and flamboyantly, with a wool curl, while the other had black mid-length hair and was wearing a white knitwear. The skirt, the eyebrows and eyes are also innocent.

The pure desire style that is popular at the moment, most women wear that style, self-defeating and contrived.

She is very comfortable visually, half-pure, half-desired, well-acted, listen carefully to the voice, delicate and soft, clear and charming.

Wan Xixi had a hunch that it was this woman who attracted Chen Yuan.

"you recognize?"

She observed his expression without missing a trace of fluctuation.

Under the calmness, whirlpools appeared everywhere, as expected, his mind was not simple.

"How about inviting her to eat together?"

Chen Yuan glanced at Wan Xixi, "There is no need to implicate a third person between us."

It's rare that he is willing to say "we", and men and women have progressed to this point, which proves that there is something to do.

Chen Yuan doesn't get close to her very much, he covers everything from concerts, shopping, to western food, and never misses.

Neither warm nor cold.

His sense of proportion is the dignity and upbringing that a grown man should have, but it is not what Wan Xixi wants.

At this moment, he was obviously very vigilant, protecting the woman from being exposed.

"In your eyes, don't I have the capacity to tolerate others?" Wan Xixi stared at him with her chin on her hands, "You have no girlfriend at your age, that's the only problem."

She pressed the back of Chen Yuan's hand, and rubbed his tendons with her fingertips, "However, as long as you get married, you can only have each other. I don't accept my husband enjoying the blessings of everyone. I'm afraid of getting sick."

There was a chill on his face, and his eyes were deep, "Sick?"

Wan Xixi walked along his wrist and got into the cuff, his skin was warm and thick.

"Which of the women who climb high branches everywhere is not the one who crawls and rolls among men, sleeps all over and catches a big fish."

The price of Shen Zhen's clothes is not more than a thousand, and the LV bag is also a common style, only ten thousand yuan. If you are an expert, you are not a rich owner.

With a small middle class, it is still dignified, with a wealthy family, it is full of looks.

Facing Chen Yuan's style, it was clear at a glance what she was planning.

To own a house or a car, to be a concubine, to cross class, one should not have the guts to dream of being married, but Wan Xixi can't tolerate her either.

Chen Yuan withdrew his hand without showing any signs of expression, wiped it with a square handkerchief, and threw it into the wastebasket, "You have very unique insights."

After he finished speaking, he got up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Wan Xixi couldn't help but lose face at the sudden indifference.

He wiped where she had touched, obviously, he didn't like to hear her say that woman was not clean.

Song Li lifted the projection of the glass, Wan Xixi touched Chen Yuan's hand, peeping clearly.

She scolded, "Bitch."

Shen Zhen glanced at her, "Men are unmarried and women are unmarried, how cheap is she?"

"What about the rich lady, clinging to her life, isn't she cheap?"

Wan Xixi sat at Chen Yuan's seat, held up the mirror to touch up her makeup, and took the opportunity to look at the table from the corner of her eye.

His eyes were extremely unfriendly, and he was pawing at her deeply.Women's battlefields are full of innocent disasters.

Shen Zhen lowered his head to drink the soup, Song Li said, "Chen Yuan doesn't look like a man who takes the initiative in love. That woman took the initiative, I guess she had to."

"Not active?"

She bit the end of her chopsticks, "Mature man and stunned young man, the former relies on charm and financial resources to subdue women, while the latter relies on cheap sweet talk and enthusiasm to confuse women."

Chen Yuan's active appearance, indeed, few women can bear it.

Especially, that day in Shenghe's office, he kissed her so crazily and passionately that he almost fell.

His passion is full of vigor and vitality, arousing a woman's instinct to release.

"Is he very hairy?"

"do not know."

"You've been in close contact with him, didn't you see clearly?"

"No."

"How masculine." Song Li was full of praise, "Give him to me for one night, and I will let him learn what it means to be like a wolf and a tiger."

Shen Zhen's stomach was full, and he put down the tableware, "You have a lot of money, you pay the bill."

Walking inside, it becomes more and more secluded, next door is the men's toilet, and there is a rhythmic sound of water flowing.

Can't tell if it's Chen Yuan or the water pipe.

She blushed and locked the door.

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