"Huh?" Seeing that Chi Lian didn't answer, Wei Zhuang asked again.

Wei Zhuang's language is interrogative.

Chi Lian, who was already irritable, became even more irritable.

She stared at her dark red wrist, and her voice suddenly became choker.

After a long while, she looked at Wei Zhuang and said, "Mr. Wei, you are my boss. The questions you should ask should be about work, not... not my private life."

Wei Zhuang's brows twitched.

He squinted his eyes, feeling a little weird.

He cares about Chi Lian.

Why did she say that instead?

Wei Zhuang was not happy.

He kept a dark face and said nothing.

Chi Lian continued, "What happens to me is my own business. Speaking of which, it has nothing to do with you."

Good intentions are regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey.

Wei Zhuang's face turned darker.

He asked Chi Lian, "You said it has nothing to do with me?"

"Isn't it?" Chi Lian smiled self-deprecatingly and pulled her sleeves over her wrists. She suppressed the mist in her eyes, looked up at Wei Zhuang and asked, "Mr. Wei, what is your identity here?"

Are you discussing this issue with me, boss? Or lover?"

Wei Zhuang was choked by her words.

Indeed, he had not thought about this issue carefully.

He intervened in her life again and again, but he never intervened openly and in a certain capacity.

Chi Lian is right.

If he cares about her so much, what is his identity?

Wei Zhuang hesitated to speak, and then asked, "Then what do you think I am?"

Chi Lian chuckled.

Ignore it.

What can she think of him?

The boss at work, the lover in life.

Their private relationship is always shady.

She has a husband.

She is married.

Since Wei Zhuang didn't know what identity to use to discuss this issue with her, what qualifications did she have to discuss this issue with him.

Rather than being so ambiguous, it's better to make it clear once and for all.

Chi Lian sneered and glanced at Wei Zhuang, as if talking to herself, "What do you think you are? I naturally think of you as my boss."

Wei Zhuang's eyebrows furrowed deeper.

He asked tentatively, "What else?"

Chi Lian was stubborn, "No more."

"Ha!" Wei Zhuang's heart dropped when he got this answer.

Even if she said something, as long as she could say something related to feelings, he would avenge Ling Jun for her without hesitation.

But why didn't she say anything?

Even if he is not a lover, he will accept it as a lover.

But seeing the indifference on Chi Lian's face, Wei Zhuang was so angry that his head hurt.

He rubbed his temples.

After a long while, he raised his head and said, "Cheng, since I'm just your boss, then you just have to do your essential work. Chi Lian, even so, as your boss, I hope you don't bring the emotions in your life to work."

"

Wei Zhuang said, wanting to add something else.

But I couldn't find the right words.

He simply stopped talking.

He touched the cigarette and held it in the corner of his lips impatiently.

Then I looked around for a lighter.

I searched around and couldn't find it.

"Hold."

Finally, Wei Zhuang took out the cigarette and threw it away, got up and left the office without looking back.

Chi Lian was stunned.

But he also accepted his state.

really.

She hasn't divorced yet, and she and Wei Zhuang don't know each other.

Their identities are completely different.

Why does she need to involve Wei Zhuang in her marriage?

The clock on the wall ticks round numbers.

Time to get off.

Chi Lian then stood up and left Wei Zhuang's office.

No cars, no cell phones.

Chi Lian took her bank card to withdraw some cash.

She only has more than 20,000 active funds in her card.

That was her salary last month.

The remaining savings of less than thirty dollars were all taken away by Ling Jun two months ago for financial reasons.

At that time, Chi Lian believed in Ling Jun and didn't think much about it. She just turned to him.

Looking back now, she feels that she is not only an idiot, but also a fighter among idiots.

Chi Lian did not go home after withdrawing the money.

She went to the mall, visited the clothing store she had been dreaming about for a long time, and bought the maroon coat that she had been reluctant to spend eight thousand yuan on.

I'm going to get divorced, so how can I save any money?

Is it possible that I have to save the 50-50 divorce from Ling Jun?

Oh, she doesn't want to!

After Chi Lian bought clothes, she went for a beauty treatment, and finally got a big wave perm. When she got home, it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening.

It's about time.

Ling Jun should not be here.

Anyway, her phone was taken away, and Ling Jun couldn't find her even if he tried to find her.

Seeing the full harvest tonight, Chi Lian finally felt better.

As soon as I entered the door, the lights in the living room came on.

Chi Lian turned around in confusion and saw Ling Jun sitting on the sofa neatly dressed.

Chi Lian's heart skipped a beat.

Why is Ling Jun still here?

He didn't even go to Zhu Yu's house?

For a moment, Chi Lian's heart became cold again.

"Wife."

In the living room, Ling Jun called Chi Lian gently.

Because of what he did to her last night, Chi Lian ignored him with a cold face.

Ling Jun stood up and came to her side, took a few shopping bags from her hand, and said with a gentle smile, "Honey, you went shopping for clothes, why didn't you ask me to accompany you."
To be continued...