Zibo, didn't you see how pitiful that boy was, crying and vomiting at the same time? I didn't expect that a handsome guy would also break up. "
After get off work at Rocket 101 headquarters, Huang Hui had dinner with Wang Zibo while telling him the gossip she saw today. Finally, she encouraged him: "Why don't you just ask Chen Hansheng if he has an affair with that coquettish female TV reporter?"
"It's impossible. She's not as pretty as Shen Youchu."
Wang Zibo shook his head. Chen Hansheng showed the text messages between him and Ye Qi, and also staged a teaching session on how to deal with bad girls, and even encouraged him to take Huang Hui to the hotel.
Huang Hui didn't believe it: "Her boyfriend has come to her, and she still said that there is no situation. The female reporter is indeed not as pretty as Shen Youchu, but her job is good. A female host wearing a short skirt and black stockings is the dream of many men."
At the end, Huang Hui said ambiguously: "Home flowers are fragrant, but wild flowers also have their own flavor. "
Wang Zibo didn't say anything, but Huang Hui herself was laughing so hard that her body was shaking. She was probably joking with Chen Hansheng behind his back. This was a way to relieve stress.
This western restaurant in Xinshikou was full of people. The air was filled with fragrance. Occasionally, one or two beautiful women in long skirts passed by, revealing their white and smooth backs under the dim light, which touched Wang Zibo's heartstrings.
He is no longer the poor student who needs his best friends to help pay for a western meal. Rocket 101 is becoming more and more famous in Jianye College, and his commission is also increasing.
Even if it is not the peak season such as the Spring Festival or the end of the semester, Wang Zibo's monthly commission can often exceed 10,000.
However, he can't save much money. As Chen Hansheng had expected earlier, Huang Hui's expenses are relatively large, and there is also the so-called "poor exquisiteness". Her salary cannot afford some luxury goods, and Wang Zibo often has to subsidize them.
Huang Hui is used to it, and she seems to think that Wang Zibo should get used to it too.
After finishing the meal, Huang Hui looked at her watch and prepared to take a ride back. Wang Zibo hesitated for a long time, and suddenly coughed twice uncomfortably: "Don't go back at night."
"What?"
Huang Hui didn't hear it for a while, and looked at Wang Zibo in confusion.
Wang Zibo's face flushed red, and he cursed Chen Hansheng in his heart for hurting him, but he still muttered: "How about not going back at night? "
"If I don't go back at night, where will I stay…"
Huang Hui didn't react at first, but when she saw Wang Zibo's coy expression, she suddenly realized it and was a little bit unbelievable.
Because Huang Hui had never thought about going to the hotel with Wang Zibo. Her motives were not pure. She just wanted to find an honest and rich man. She had never considered Wang Zibo for marriage.
If Ye Qi and Zhang Eryu had true feelings, then Huang Hui had nothing to say about Wang Zibo. Occasionally holding hands or hugging was just to better achieve her goals.
Wang Zibo seemed to be very satisfied before, but now he suddenly asked her to accompany him to the hotel. Huang Hui subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when she thought about the fact that the two had confirmed their relationship for almost half a year, it seemed that this request was not excessive.
"Zibo."
Huang Hui said with some embarrassment: "I'm not feeling well this week…"
"Well, that's okay, I, I'm just saying it. "
Wang Zibo stuttered and answered, then turned and walked towards the school. He did not send Huang Hui to the bus as usual. Perhaps because he was too nervous, he almost fell.
Looking at Wang Zibo's stumbling figure, Huang Hui did not laugh this time, because Wang Zibo began to not understand.
When a man's thoughts are beyond her control, Huang Hui knows what it means.
This means that he has an independent consciousness, no longer as submissive as before, and can no longer be coaxed as before.
At this time, Huang Hui knew that she had to come up with some real stuff to deal with it. If she continued to talk about life and reason, he would sooner or later leave disappointed.
But...
Huang Hui looked down at her body and always felt that Wang Zibo was not worthy.
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"Damn it, you dog-day only know how to laugh at me! "
After Wang Zibo made this request with fear, he wanted to find a hole to hide in. He didn't know how to face Huang Hui in the future. Why did he trust Chen Hansheng so much!
So, Wang Zibo called immediately, one is to report the situation, and the other is to scold Chen Hansheng.
"I just said that Huang Hui should go to the hotel tonight. Now I don't know how to get along with her in the future!"
Wang Zibo gritted his teeth and said.
Chen Hansheng was playing cards. He called for other students to take over, and then walked to the balcony and asked: "Just get along with each other as you should. What did you say at the time?"
"I told her not to go back."
"What time did you say it?"
"Around 7:30 in the evening."
"Isn't this stupid? How can you make such a request at 7:30?"
Chen Hansheng smiled and said: "It's almost summer now. It may not be dark at 7:30. It would be strange if Huang Hui agreed to your current superficial relationship. "
Wang Zibo thought so too, but he still felt uncomfortable all over, but he had a vague hope in his heart. In short, this mentality was very complicated, but it did not affect him from pushing the responsibility to Chen Hansheng.
"You didn't make it clear at the time, who knew you had to pay attention to the time!"
Wang Zibo said loudly, standing on the school playground, running and talking on the phone. Only when his body moved could he calm down his hot emotions.
"I didn't know you were so stupid."
Chen Hansheng sneered: "The relationship between Xiaoyuer and I was that I had to deliberately take her to see a late-night movie. You should at least satisfy Huang Hui's wishes. You can't just say 'go to the hotel at night'. Even if you are a rich man, you should be a rich man with some fun. "
"Fuck, get out! "
Wang Zibo was embarrassed by what he said and hung up the phone angrily.
However, Chen Hansheng's words were actually very useful because he guessed too accurately.
Today, Huang Hui really used "feeling unwell" to shirk responsibility. At that time, Chen Hansheng said that Huang Hui would probably use excuses such as "feeling unwell, too busy at work, too low mood" to prevaricate, and she really did not escape this range.
"Ah~~~"
Wang Zibo wanted to roar, but he was not like Chen Hansheng who did things without scruples. He could only turn this depression into the power of running, and he stopped only after running with sweat all over his head.
When he returned to the dormitory, there was a missed call. He thought it was from Huang Hui. After opening it with expectation, he found that it was from Chen Hansheng, and he instantly wilted.
"What's the matter? I'm going to take a shower."
Wang Zibo was not polite to Chen Hansheng.
"I'm going back to Gangcheng tomorrow. Do you want to go back with me? "Chen Hansheng said on the phone.
Wang Zibo thought about it, and there was nothing going on at home recently, so he shook his head and asked, "I'm not going back, do you have anything to do?"
"My cousin is going on a blind date, and I happened to be on TV, so my grandmother and her family insisted that I accompany him."
Wang Zibo nodded. The rural blind dates in northern Jiangsu really like this tune.
Both the man and the woman bring out the "heavyweights" in their families, and the two families sit together, smoke, drink tea, and get married immediately if they get along.
However, Wang Zibo was also a little surprised: "Normally, you usually don't bother to deal with this kind of thing."
"That's right, because there is another situation."
Chen Hansheng sighed: "My mother said that Lao Chen cheated on her, she is going to divorce, and asked me who I want to follow."
"Ah?"
Wang Zibo was shocked: "How could Uncle Chen cheat? "
"Yes, even a fool like you can understand it, but my mother can't. She says she's in pain in her heart, legs, and waist. In short, she's in pain everywhere. Even if there's nothing wrong, I have to go home to check on her to feel at ease."