After I died, I became the white moonlight of scumbag A's ex-husband

As the main judge of the competition, even if he has a lot of resentment towards Zong Ying, this is not the time to explode.

"I warn you, no matter what your plan is, I will not let you succeed!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Zong Ying a hard look, and Hari pulled Jason straight to room 1722.

"Mr. Zong, Mr. Harriet must have come to prevent the designer of Silver Lock from selling the copyright to us. They have already taken the first step. Do we want to..."

Sun Jian noticed that the boss had been staring in the direction of the fire escape, and that Harriet and Jason had disappeared around the corner of the corridor, so he couldn't help calling out a reminder.

Zong should not be in a hurry.

In his opinion, no matter how much Harriet does, it is useless.

He had already negotiated with the president. Even if Harriet said that he successfully signed back the design copyright, it would not help. After the resource replacement, the copyright would eventually return to him.

So he didn't mind having Harriet try to reach out to the designer.

He also wanted to know, how would this designer, who said he designed works for Zong Xi, choose when faced with an olive branch that conflicted with his original intention?

He didn't know anything about Gu Zhijin. If it was just a transaction of money and goods, he wouldn't come here at all, but once Hang Jing was involved, he wanted to know more, to know more.

A designer who is willing to donate copyright for Hang Jing's children for free, what kind of past does he have with Hang Jing?

He doesn't want to investigate secretly, but he won't be stupid and sweet, believing everything others say.

Hang Jing is now his weakness. He doesn't mind other people knowing the existence of this weakness, but he won't allow people to take advantage of it.

Therefore, he decided to come and meet this Gu Zhijin in person.

But now, he didn't know why, but he cared more about the person who turned away from the elevator just now.

This is the 17th floor, and the elevator has already arrived. Even though the atmosphere in the elevator was a bit subtle, for a passer-by, there is no need to choose the fire exit to leave.

Besides, he glanced at Harriet and himself before leaving.

This person probably knew Harriet, and he was obviously surprised when he saw Harriet.

That's not how you react when you see a stranger.

Most likely he was also a designer.

Most of the designers participating in the finals lived on the 15th to 17th floors. It was not surprising to meet a designer here, but what Zongying cared about was the way that person looked at him.

Obviously, he just gave him a normal look, even his eyes were very indifferent, but Zong Ying paid special attention to that look.

He was quite sure that he had never seen this person before, even though he was wearing a mask and a hat and couldn't see his face clearly, but Zong Ying knew that this was a stranger, and even the only pair of exposed eyes were of a shape he didn't recognize.

The only thing that feels familiar is the feeling that the faint glance gave him.

"Sun Jian, follow me and wait at the door. No matter what the outcome of Harriet's conversation with the designer is, I'll talk about it when I come back."

"Huh? Mr. Zong..."

Before Sun Jian could react, he saw his big boss pull open the door of the fire escape and leave.

Sun Jian: "?"

Even if Mr. Zong is temporarily busy, can't he take the elevator?Why use the fire escape?

But Zong Ying walked into the fire escape, and just walked down half a flight of stairs, he stopped.

He stood alone on the dark stairs, feeling completely bewildered.

Even because of a look in the eyes of a stranger, he chased him recklessly, like being possessed by an evil spirit.

Zong Ying took out the cigarette case and found it was empty, surprised that his addiction to cigarettes seems to have increased recently.

After thinking about it, he decided to go back. Compared to a stranger passing by, Gu Zhijin was obviously more important.

But when Zong Ying turned around, he caught a glimpse of the corner of the stairs downstairs, a scarlet flame lit up, and with that fleeting dim light, he recognized the man in the hat and white coat. Silhouette in black pants.

The person who exited from the fire escape did not leave downstairs, but smoked in the stairwell on the 15th floor.

This means that his actions at that time were purely to avoid the people in the elevator.

This makes it impossible not to mind.

Zong Ying went down the steps, the footsteps startled the man who was smoking a cigarette downstairs.

Across a flight of stairs, one raised his head and the other lowered his head. The moment their eyes met, Gu Zhijin subconsciously took down half of the cigarette stuck in the corner of his mouth. He stopped halfway down his hand and lowered his head to take a puff.

With the movement of smoking a cigarette, Gu Zhijin's slightly curled bangs on the forehead scattered a few strands, her thin lips curved slightly with the movement of puffing out smoke rings, the bridge of her nose was straight and straight, and a pair of eyes were hidden under the sharp browbones. After the smoke, alienation, indifference, and a bit of aggression hidden, it feels a little dangerous.

A profile made Zong Ying startled.

After a moment of distraction, Zong Ying regained his composure. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked down the stairs step by step, and did not stand still until he reached the other party.

Zong should pay attention to those indifferent eyes, only to realize that although this person is thin, his height is almost the same as him, and he is almost looking at him at the same level.

The closed corridor was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that even the slight echo of every footstep had a sense of presence, but the moment the two looked at each other, the surroundings became completely silent.

"you……"

As soon as Zong Ying uttered a word, he got stuck.

He didn't know what he was going to say to this person. It was a strange feeling. He had never done anything like this before, and he froze in place for a moment.

Gu Zhijin stood against the wall, looking at the person in front of him expressionlessly, suddenly, it had been so long since the two of them met last time.

Zong has changed a lot, and the feeling is still different from what he saw through the TV screen. The real person looks deeper, and the aura between his brows is even more bluffing.

When he came to Sanhe City this time, he knew that he would meet Harriet, or someone else he knew from the previous life, but he didn't expect to meet Zongying.

He has already agreed to Xu You's transfer of the copyright of the design. It stands to reason that Zong Ying only needs to send an assistant to solve the rest.

From Gu Zhijin's point of view, even Xu You or Sun Jian were overqualified for some contract and formalities issues. He even thought that Qiansheng might just send a lawyer as a representative, throw him a stack of documents for him to sign, and it's over.

Or is it just a coincidence that Zong Ying appeared?

On business trip?business?Or something personal?

But this guess was quickly denied by Gu Zhijin. When he checked in, he asked the front desk. Currently, the 17th floor is occupied by players and work teams from the MTC competition, and this is only a four-star hotel.

Even if Zongying really went to Sanhe City for business, he would only go to another five-star hotel that cooperated with Qiansheng, where he had rented suites all year round.

Gu Zhijin had a hunch that Zong Ying was here to find him.

He didn't want to see this person, he didn't want to be involved with the Zonghang family anymore, he still had a lot of things to do, he wanted to see Zongxi grow up, he promised that he would take care of Gu Zhiyu, he promised that Gu Zhiyu would do well Facing Zong Ying, her brother was afraid that he would lose control, be exposed, and that his current stable life would become a mess again.

He has never regretted it, and he has no resentment towards Zong Ying, but he is also unwilling to repeat the same mistakes.

He doesn't want to be "Hang Jing" anymore, he's too tired, he likes the identity of "Gu Zhijin" very much, and he wants to be a good "Gu Zhijin".

So when he saw Zong Ying, he chose to leave.

But when he walked to the stairwell and followed the old habit of the original owner's body to light a cigarette, he suddenly calmed down again.

He found that the moment he met Zong Ying, all the thoughts that flashed through his mind were primarily for himself.

What he thinks, what he doesn't want to do, it's all his thinking, it has nothing to do with Zong Ying.

He is no longer the same as in his previous life. In everything, Zongying is the first consideration.

Yes, he is not Hang Jing anymore, Hang Jing is dead.

Tomorrow, which I thought I would never wait for, has already quietly arrived.

Hang Jing can't smoke, but Gu Zhijin can.

He didn't even learn how to smoke, nor did he ever think about smoking, but one time when he returned home from a small shop passing by his house, he already had a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

The familiar spicy taste lingering in his mouth reminded him that he was already Gu Zhijin.

Who is Zong Ying?

Zong Ying is an old friend of Hang Jing.

But to Gu Zhijin, he was a stranger.

Gu Zhijin looked at Zong Ying who was walking in front of him, and suddenly figured it out, he was just a stranger, why should he run away.

"Is something wrong?"

Gu Zhijin's slightly hoarse voice was infinitely amplified in the empty stairwell, and Zong Ying could hear a hint of a smile in it.

"Um……"

Zong Ying's Adam's apple twitched. He didn't know whether his brain was cramped or short-circuited, so he answered, "Borrow a cigarette..."

Gu Zhijin raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it forward, with a flick of his wrist, a cigarette jumped halfway out of the cigarette case.

"thanks……"

Zong Ying said all the words, and he was not polite at all. He took the cigarette and lit it and put it in his mouth.

"I had a little misunderstanding with that gentleman just now. Did it disturb you? You didn't take the elevator, but took the stairs instead."

Hang Jing's pupils are very light, amber in color, but Gu Zhijin's pupils are extremely dark, comparable to the finest ink.

At this moment, Gu Zhijin lowered his eyelids and said lightly: "No, it's just that I suddenly became addicted to smoking."

This reason is very perfunctory.

No matter how Zong Ying looked at it, he didn't think that the young man in front of him would be an old smoker who couldn't bear even a minute of elevator time.

"You carry a needle pen with you, are you a designer who came to participate in the MTC finals?"

Following Zongying's line of sight, Gu Zhijin saw the pen he had casually stuck in his trousers, and was a little surprised that Zongying could recognize that it was a needle-tube pen specially designed for designers. Those who don't know how to do it would just regard it as an ordinary fountain pen.

Zong should know nothing about these things.

There was doubt in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, Gu Zhijin nodded calmly.

"What's your name?"

"Gu Zhijin..." Zong Ying mistook the author of the Aurora Map because he had never seen Hang Jing before that. When he saw the Aurora Map, the one standing by the graffiti wall holding a paintbrush was his old classmate Lin Yushu , so he preconceived.

However, Zong Ying and Hang Jing had been married for three years. Although the relationship was tense, they had had too many intimate contacts. After Hang Jing's death, Zong Ying spent a year of self-torture day and night.When we meet again, if Zong Ying doesn't respond to Gu Zhijin at all, then he is not the right card I chose.The skin is strange, but the soul is the same, there must be a familiar feeling, this is the instinct of a lover.

As for Gu Zhijin's mentality, it's easier to explain, two words: loved.

Thanks to cute friend 981022447593 for the reminder ticket and monthly ticket...Thanks to Luocheng Yiren, Gong Qiye and Shengxiao Jiuchuan for the reminder ticket