Take advantage of the enemy's amnesia

The news that the third generation heir of the Fang family was engaged to the youngest son of the Chen family quickly spread throughout the aristocratic circle. It was no surprise to these aristocrats—some of them had heard of it a long time ago. The Patriarch of the Chen family had already actively fought for this marriage for his youngest son in front of His Majesty.

So now that the news is announced, they are just sending people to give gifts as usual.

Although the Chen family and the Fang family are both nobles, the current Chen family can't compare with the prosperous Fang family at all. In addition, Fang Zhixin's weight in Chu Lan's side, this marriage is simply a unilateral backing of the Chen family.

Although it was said to be an engagement, Chen Ming, the youngest son of the Chen family, was definitely going to marry.

During the time when she got off the plane and walked to the exit, Zhong Yu had already quickly browsed all the relevant news on the Internet, including the comments and speculations of relevant netizens, she had seen them all.

For ordinary people like them, the rich news is the best place to eat, and most of them hold a wait-and-see attitude towards such things.

Zhong Yu was originally one of them, but this time it failed.

Because this matter is also closely related to her.

It's hard to swallow when you eat melons on your own head.

Zhong Yu was in a mess, and at this time another message notification popped up on the top of the phone.

When I walked all the way, there were a few pop-up notifications, but because she turned on the function of hiding messages, I couldn’t see who sent them. Before, I was all focused on Fang Zhixin’s engagement. So I didn't check the news in time, and finally got free at this time.

Zhong Yu stood still and opened the unread message.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dialog box where Fang Zhixin was placed on the top, with the red number '3' flashing on the profile picture.

[I see that you should have disembarked from the flight, right? 】

[When you walk to the exit, someone will pick you up with a sign, so pay attention. 】

——The two consecutive messages were sent 5 minutes ago, which should be when she was just walking.

The remaining message was just sent.

[Why didn't you reply to the message? 】

Looking at these three simple and natural words, Zhong Yu felt that the feelings in his heart were very complicated.

She raised her finger and hovered over the screen, thinking and thinking, but she really didn't know what to type and send it over.

After knowing such news, how could she reply as if nothing had happened?

She can't.

Although she is very good at pretending, she is very good at acting.

But she couldn't act it out.

Zhong Yu stood in the middle of the hall like this, the airport’s mechanical announcements rang in her ears over and over again, and passengers coming and going kept passing by beside her. Should it go any further.

Go a little further and you will arrive at the exit. If you look at it from a distance, you can see that many people have picked up the person they want to pick up and then both left.

Zhong Yu simply found a seat and sat down to ease his mood at the moment.

Fang Zhixin did see through her little thoughts as she expected, but he didn't come to pick him up in person.

Maybe it's because of work, or... getting caught up in something else.

However, someone was sent to pick it up.

As a friend, such careful care is already rare and caring.

——If only as friends.

She finally put the phone away and turned on Do Not Disturb mode.

There were still people coming and going at the airport pick-up gate, and one flight after another landed at the Beijing International Airport. Knowing that the people sent by the new party had been waiting outside for a long time but did not wait for Zhong Yu to appear, so they had to call back to report.

"Miss, I've been here for an hour now, and I haven't seen Miss Zhong at all."

"...Could it be that you got the flight number wrong?" The person who picked up the plane paused, and after saying this, another thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

——Or is it that the person hasn't come out at all?

Such an idea was immediately dismissed by him as soon as it came up, and he felt it was outrageous.

If the flight was correct, how could someone stay in it for so long?

"You don't need to worry about this matter. I'll come over later and you can just stand there and wait for me." Fang Zhixin on the other end of the phone was not surprised when he heard the real-time report from the airport, nor did he embarrass the other party.

No one answered the phone calls from her side, and no one responded to the messages she sent.

Fang Zhixin probably guessed that Zhong Yu had seen some news.

It's not surprising to see it, but I didn't expect it to be so soon...

Fang Zhixin sighed and hung up the phone.

She originally wanted to explain the matter face to face after bringing him back.

"Did something difficult happen?" Suddenly, a voice came from the side.

Fang Zhixin turned his head and saw a white and clean boy sitting on the passenger side of the car looking at her sideways. The boy looked young and his eyes were clear and clean without any aggressiveness—she had to admit that Chen Ming was The most comfortable man she has ever met.

There seemed to be a watery softness on the opponent's body, making people feel no threat or aggression.

Fang Zhixin looked at him and narrowed his eyes: "It's really a tricky thing, I might..."

"Then you don't have to send me in, just put me at the door." The boy unbuckled his seat belt sensiblely and smiled at Fang Zhixin: "I wish you a smooth solution to the problem."

"Okay." She nodded and watched the other party get off the car, but there was no extra emotion on her face.

Chen Ming was three years younger than her, and he was just a tool man introduced by Chu Lan and the Chen family.

The boy has a gentle personality and is very kind, just a victim of a political marriage.

What's even more commendable is that some kind of agreement was temporarily reached between her and the other party.

The moment the car door closed, Fang Zhixin stepped on the gas pedal again without hesitation, then turned around and drove towards the airport.

Zhong Yu must still be at the airport, there is no reason or reason, Fang Zhixin thinks it must be so.

Zhong Yu must have not come out yet.

Fang Zhixin drove all the way to the airport, and when she arrived at the pick-up gate, the people sent there were still there dutifully guarding her.

Seeing Fang Zhixin approaching from a distance, the man immediately greeted him: "Miss."

"Have you never seen her come out?" Fang Zhixin didn't look at the other party, his eyes fell on the hall inside the airport reception.

"No." The man shook his head with a helpless expression.

No one would be happy waiting here for more than an hour, if it wasn't for Fang Zhixin standing in front of him at this moment.

"Thank you, go back first, there is nothing for you here." After understanding the situation, Fang Zhixin left a sentence and walked towards the airport on his own.

The airport pick-up gate is generally only allowed to leave and not to enter, which is why the man has been waiting outside. She walked in and was stopped by the airport security personnel. The two sides were in a stalemate for a while. I don't know what I said to the security staff, but I was let in.

When he was found, Zhong Yu was sitting on a chair next to the toilet looking down at his mobile phone.

Her mobile phone has already run out of power, and it is all supported by the power in the power bank at this time.

Zhong Yu's hands kept sliding pages on the phone screen. She didn't know what she was looking at and couldn't stand it, but she felt upset if she didn't do anything.

It was in such a disturbed situation that Zhixin sat down beside her.

At the beginning, Zhong Yu didn't realize who the person sitting next to her was. She thought it was just an ordinary passenger in the airport who wanted to take a rest. She didn't look up until she felt that the people around her were staring at her.

——The two looked at each other, and neither of them reacted much.

Fang Zhixin didn't know how to describe the emotion in Zhong Yu's eyes at that moment, it was more numb than calm.

"Why are you here?" Zhong Yu looked at her without embarrassment or surprise.

But Fang Zhixin didn't answer.

"Why didn't you message me back?" she just asked.

"Why don't you go out?" she asked again.

These few questions seemed redundant, not only Zhong Yu thought so, but Fang Zhixin felt it too.

But she still asked, because she didn't like to see the other party so calm and unruffled, as if she didn't care at all.

This calm made her a little flustered.

"Good question." Zhong Yu looked at her and suddenly smiled, and leaned back on the chair back: "Then why did you get engaged without saying a word?"

Fang Zhixin pursed his lips: "I'm going to tell you when I see you."

"That's really..." Zhong Yu shook his head out of anger and didn't know what adjectives to use for a moment: "And then I didn't expect to see the news first?"

"Then tell me..."

"Would you like to congratulate you?"

No one noticed that Zhong Yu's hand on his side tightened suddenly.

She was sad, but she didn't want to be seen through.

But what she doesn't know is that sadness is an emotion that cannot be concealed and controlled.

"What you see is just a surface." Fang Zhixin frowned, and calmly explained: "Zhong Yu, what you see and the facts are two different things."

"What I see is the established facts." Zhong Yu raised her voice and interrupted her unceremoniously.

After finishing speaking, she stood up from the chair with a 'snap' and took a deep look at Fang Zhixin, then pushed her suitcase and walked towards the exit.

Fang Zhixin just watched Zhong Yu's figure go away little by little, and quietly clenched his hands on his knees.

Although he didn't express it clearly, Fang Zhixin felt that the other party was angry.

Anger is also sad.

This emotion is because of her, she knows.

She also has the responsibility to help Zhong Yu deal with such emotions, but people can't communicate and judge rationally when they are angry. As a qualified group manager, Fang Zhixin understands this too well, so she has to Temporarily withdraw the plan to talk with Zhong Yu.

After Zhong Yu left the airport hall, he stood by the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and went straight to his residence.

After returning home and closing the door to make sure she was the only one, she threw herself on the bed and buried her face deeply in the quilt and began to cry. The intermittent broken crying sounded through the quilt, which made people sound very distressed.

It's just that after a while, someone's mobile phone not far away vibrated again.

Zhong Yu waited for a while before picking up his phone to check after his mood stabilized.

[It's time to pay this month's rent. ] It turned out that the mysterious landlord sent a message.

Zhong Yu glanced at the news of rent urging, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, then sniffed and started to transfer money, with a pitiful look like an abandoned animal.

A sum of 1000 yuan was quickly transferred to the landlord's account.

She thought it was over, but she didn't expect that the landlord didn't intend to stop the topic like this, but instead started chatting with her.

Landlord: 【Is the house happy? 】

Fuck you-mom-fuck!

——At this moment, Zhong Yu's mood can only be expressed in this sentence.

But she definitely couldn't answer the landlord like this, so she could only type two words against her will and send it over: 【Very happy. 】

Followed by a smiley face.

I thought that this topic should really be over, but the landlord continued to pick up the conversation.

Landlord: 【What makes you so happy? 】

Landlord: 【I want to hear it too. 】

After speaking, he also sent a smiley expression.

Zhong Yu: ……………

The author has something to say: here is the smiley expression referring to the penguin's smile.jpg

Xiao Fang: smile.jpg

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