Shen Xiaoxiao said: "Don't say such angry words, Jinchen won't let you go."
"He can't control me!" Yu Xiaoai said, "You don't have to persuade me, I'm definitely going to go! I'll just tell you, that's it for now, I'm hanging up."
Shen Xiaoxiao hung up the phone, but Xiao Ai refused to listen. She sighed helplessly and called Wang Ma to help her get up.
Since Guo Jinchen didn't say anything to Xiao Ai, she didn't care anymore. The main thing was senior sister's side, she had to go and take a look.
After washing up and eating a quick meal, Sister Li, the aunt who took care of her in the company, had already come to pick her up. Wang Ma pushed her out and walked towards the gate of the community.
In front of the car, Wang Ma and Sister Li hugged Xiaoxiao and got into the car together, and then left.
While in the car, Shen Xiaoxiao contacted Song Huaiqian and asked him to go with her. Song Huaiqian didn't hesitate and readily agreed.
Shen Xiaoxiao hung up the phone and sighed. She thought to herself, senior sister, why is this necessary? It's just an expo, it's not like hiring a murderer to hurt someone, it's illegal! Why is she so confused?
She couldn't help but hold her forehead and sighed, then picked up her phone and checked the time. She didn't know if Zheng Chuyang was up or not, or whether he was seriously injured last night.
Hey, why do you miss him? Does Zhongzhong have anything to do with her? Shen Xiaoxiao forced herself to think this way, and then threw her phone on the seat.
It was around ten o'clock in the morning when the three gentlemen at home slowly woke up.
Zheng Chuyang woke up and saw that he was on the sofa. He was stunned for a moment, and then he propped up his arms and tried to sit up. But the pain in his wrist made him lie back down again.
"What's going on?" He looked at the scratches on his hands, confused.
At this time, Gu Yan came out of the room and saw him in a daze. He said in a hoarse voice: "You rolled down the stairs last night. Have you forgotten all about it?"
"Me? How did I fall down the stairs? I drank so much that I have no memory at all." Zheng Chuyang said in surprise.
Lu Shaohuai came out from behind and said hummingly: "Have you forgotten? You shouted to find Xiaoxiao, and then you stepped on the ground and rolled down."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Chuyang shrank, and said with a little self-doubt: "Did I really say that?"
"You don't trust me, don't you trust Gu Yan? Just ask him." Lu Shaohuai went to the kitchen to drink water.
Zheng Chuyang looked at Gu Yan walking over and asked in surprise: "Am I really like this, clamoring to find Xiaoxiao?"
"Yes, it was quite urgent at that time." Gu Yan sat next to him and saw that the wound on his face was knotted, and asked, "Does your face not hurt anymore?"
Zheng Chuyang raised his hand and touched it randomly twice, then looked down at the scratches on his hand and said, "It only hurts my wrist."
After he finished speaking, he fumbled around again, "Eh? Where's my phone?"
Gu Yan said: "Maybe it's in the restaurant."
Zheng Chuyang stood up from the sofa. His hangover gave him a splitting headache. He walked towards the bathroom and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."
"Then I'll order takeout for breakfast." Gu Yan said from behind.
He entered the bathroom, stood under the shower and let the water pour down his head. His mind was in a mess. He knew that he couldn't let go of Shen Xiaoxiao, and he suddenly doubted whether what he did was right or wrong.
"...Life is too short, why go through such trouble..." This sentence suddenly rang in my mind.
He shook his head, "Who said this to me?"
I took a shower, changed my clothes, and went out to the restaurant feeling refreshed.
Gu Yan was cleaning up last night's mess on the dining table and said, "I ordered a few porridges and they will be here soon."
Zheng Chuyang sat down, helped Gu Yan clean up, and asked Lu Shaohuai, who was sitting next to him and playing with his mobile phone: "Have you seen my mobile phone?"
"I didn't see it. I found my phone in the crack of the sofa this morning."
After Lu Shaohuai finished speaking, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that he called Shen Xiaoxiao last night. The one he took was Zheng Chuyang's, but he couldn't remember where he threw it later.
"Well, you should look for it carefully."
Zheng Chuyang cleared the dining table and started looking for the phone at home. Soon, he found it in his bedroom.
The phone was about to run out of battery, so he charged it, unlocked it, and checked to see if anyone was looking for him. The three words "Shen Xiaoxiao" displayed at the top of the call log came to his attention, and his heart skipped a beat. Did he call her last night? ?Look at the length of the call. It’s about three minutes. What did you say?
He tried hard to recall what happened last night, but unfortunately he still couldn't remember it at all. He had no memory of calling her. He looked at the phone number and hesitated again and again, but in the end he couldn't resist the feeling of lovesickness. Sorry, I called back the phone.
Zheng Chuyang's nervous heart rose to his throat, and with each beep, his heart tightened. After just four short beeps, the call was cut off.
He held the phone in front of his eyes, looked at it, and hung up. He was probably still angry. Yes, no one would be angry if he left it alone. It's okay to be angry.
He thought for a while and sent her a WeChat message: "I'm sorry, I was so drunk last night that I don't remember what I said to you. I hope it didn't cause you any trouble."
Click send, success. He breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he hasn't blocked me yet.
Here, Shen Xiaoxiao was dealing with Chen Jiayu's affairs. When she saw the call from Zheng Chuyang, she thought for a moment and felt that he just wanted to explain what happened last night, or that this call was from Lu Shaohuai. No matter who called, she didn't want to answer the call, so she hung up. A few minutes later, when she saw the WeChat message he sent again, she sneered in her heart and ignored it.
More than an hour later, Shen Xiaoxiao and Song Huaiqian came out of the Public Security Bureau after handling Chen Jiayu's matter.
"Brother Huaiqian, isn't my senior sister's matter difficult?"
Song Huaiqian said: "Hiring a murderer to hurt someone, there is no evidence to prove it, and it cannot be denied. It depends on whether the judge can give a lenient sentence."
"How many years will the sentence usually be? Can't it be done privately?"
"This depends on the seriousness of the situation. Another question is whether Xiao Ai agrees to coordinate."
When Shen Xiaoxiao heard this, she said discouragedly: "Xiao Ai will definitely not agree."
"Don't worry, I will try my best to fight this lawsuit. Having said that, your senior sister has to bear the good and the bad. It's wrong to hire a murderer to hurt someone!"
"Thank you, Brother Huaiqian."
"Let's not talk about this." After talking about business matters, Song Huaiqian turned to personal matters and said to her: "By the way, Meiya also said that I would like you and Dr. Zheng to come to my house for dinner one day. When are you two free? , come here."
Shen Xiaoxiao pouted, "Forget it, he and I don't want to be in the same room anymore. He said he wants me to keep a distance from him."
"What did he say? What did he mean?" Song Huaiqian asked in an unhappy tone.
"That's what it means literally." Shen Xiaoxiao forced a smile, "It's okay, brother, he's not the only friend of mine, so just don't contact me in the future."