He Rijun coming again

Chapter 27 Long time no see

Mr. Feng was the one who most supported their marriage.

A dull pain flashed across Feng Qingzhu's eyes, he stretched out his hand to wrap Luo Zhiwen's shoulder, and almost begged, "Go home."

He didn't insist anymore, folded his arms, and went home trembling.

After tossing and tossing all night, I took the shower twice, and when the two of them finally finished tossing, it was dawn.

Luo Zhiwen was so tired that his eyelids were shaking, he didn't have the mind to quarrel with Feng Qingzhu, seeing the man wrapped in a towel sitting beside his bed, he didn't say anything, hugged the quilt, fell asleep.

Feng Qingzhu waited for Luo Zhiwen to fall asleep, put his arm around his waist secretly, and closed his eyes.

The rain outside the window slowly stopped with the morning sun.

Feng Qingzhu was woken up by the ringing of the mobile phone.

"Hey?"

Han Qianshan was taken aback by Feng Qingzhu's impatient voice: "Brother Feng, are you still awake?"

Before Feng Qingzhu could answer, Luo Zhiwen beside him suddenly moved, and then he might feel cold, so he rolled over and rubbed against him.

"...Mmm." Feng Qingzhu's Adam's apple moved, and he reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulder.

They are all men, Han Qianshan suddenly heard the hoarseness in Feng Qingzhu's voice, and his heart suddenly raised: "Brother Feng, even if sister-in-law divorces you, you can't degenerate to go whoring..."

"Keep your voice down." Feng Qingzhu frowned and interrupted the nonsense on the other end of the phone, put his fingers into Luo Zhiwen's soft hair, and rubbed it gently a few times, "Ah Wen hasn't woken up yet."

Han Qianshan seemed to be choked by someone, he hesitated for a while, and choked out a nonsensical sentence: "Excuse me."

Then quickly hung up the phone.

I never saw you two so close when you got married...

Han Qianshan was puzzled.

Is it possible that divorce can also promote feelings?

Who knows.

When Luo Zhiwen woke up, there was no one around him.

He walked to the bathroom top-heavy, and after washing, he realized that Feng Qingzhu had probably gone to the company.

I don't know if the news of their divorce has spread.

When Luo Zhiwen thought of the divorce agreement, he naturally also thought of Fengqingzhu's shares.

Even if Feng Qingzhu was given, he couldn't take it.

In all fairness, Feng Qingzhu only has no talent in being a husband, and in other things, he is completely impeccable.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Zhiwen found a note on the dining table in the living room.

It was also left by Feng Qingzhu.

--give it to you.

Under the paper is the salary card.

The corners of Luo Zhiwen's lips twitched, wanting to laugh and sigh at the same time.

He really didn't understand what Feng Qingzhu wanted to do.

But at least he figured out one thing: no matter what the purpose was, Feng Qingzhu wanted to remarry.

Luo Zhiwen frowned, put away the salary card, walked to the sofa, temporarily put aside the matter of marriage, dug out the information sent by Han Qianshan, and entered the working state.

Just because he has entered the working state does not mean that Han Qianshan has also entered the working state.

Ever since the phone call in the morning, Han Qianshan had been scratching his head and lungs with curiosity, wishing he could rush into the office to ask what happened, but when he thought about Feng Qingzhu's expressionless face, he instantly regained his composure.

It's better to start with my sister-in-law.

Han Qianshan thought so.

-Sister-in-law, on Dipper's side, I will also send you the request for the title song of the WZH group album.

-Thanks.

- It should be work.

-You remember to send me the deadline too.

-Okay, no problem... Sister-in-law, are you busy recently?

-?

- I don't mean anything else, I'm just afraid...too busy with work, which will delay your affairs with Brother Feng.

- what's the matter with him

Luo Zhiwen put down the phone and sighed quietly.

Where he couldn't see it, Han Qianshan wanted to ask them what was going on.

Not only Han Qianshan wanted to ask, but Luo Zhiwen himself also wanted to ask!

- Sister-in-law, I didn't say that, Brother Feng is really a nice guy.

-you sure?

Han Qianshan was not so sure again.

He saw the marriage of Feng Qingzhu and Luo Zhiwen, and was worried about it.

To be honest, in the state of the previous three years, Han Qianshan was worthless for Luo Zhiwen. He was good at everything, but he didn't love his wife.

But Han Qianshan also knew that there was someone in Feng Qingzhu's heart, that white moonlight called "Awen".

From Bai Yueguang's point of view, Brother Feng is definitely a good man who is one in a million.

But who knew that Luo Zhiwen was the "Awen" that Feng Qingzhu had been looking for for more than ten years?

Han Qianshan was about to be driven crazy by Feng Qingzhu.

And he wasn't sure if Luo Zhiwen knew the reason.

- Sister-in-law, I know you are wronged, but there is a reason why Brother Feng became like this.

- You won't say that he has a white moonlight in his heart that will never be forgotten, will you?

Han Qianshan on the other end of the screen choked.

-Sister-in-law, do you know what?

- The Ah Wen he keeps calling is not me, right?

-It's you! ! !

Han Qianshan issued a series of exclamation points with a strong desire to survive.

Luo Zhiwen didn't believe it.

If the Ah Wen that Feng Qingzhu was talking about was really him, what's the point of going around all these years?

How could someone not even recognize Bai Yueguang!

Besides, he and Feng Qingzhu have known each other since childhood, the person in Feng Qingzhu's heart can be anyone, but he...

Han Qianshan didn't ask about his name in Luo Zhiwen's place, so he could only squat in front of Feng Qingzhu's office door, and waited until noon for his tired brother Feng to come.

"Brother Feng, why do you look so bad?"

"It rained last night." Feng Qingzhu didn't want to talk about how he pretended to be drunk to make Luo Zhiwen feel distressed, so he reached out his hand to Han Qianshan, "Give me the wallet."

Han Qianshan obediently handed in his wallet, and seeing Feng Qingzhu pull out a [-] from it, he simply bought two boxes of work meals, and almost fell to the ground in fright: "Brother Feng, what's the matter with you?"

"Huh?" Feng Qingzhu held the lunch box expressionlessly.

"You...you, you, how do you eat work meals?" Han Qianshan stammered, "Didn't you call it that...that five-star hotel, let their chef cook the meals you like? , and send it directly to the office?"

When Feng Qingzhu heard the words, his sharp eyebrows raised slightly: "This is not what it used to be."

Han Qianshan: "...?"

Feng Qingzhu threw the wallet back into Han Qianshan's arms: "I don't have my wallet or card with me."

Han Qianshan breathed a sigh of relief: "Forgot to bring it?"

"Give it to my wife."

Poor Han Qianshan choked on the saliva and almost died on the spot.

"Hurry up to the meeting after eating, there are still problems with the plan I asked you to do last time." Feng Qingzhu frowned, holding the work meal, and moved away from Han Qianshan.

Han Qianshan couldn't care about the sudden increase in workload, and asked anxiously: "Brother Feng, don't you forget...you have already divorced your sister-in-law!"

Feng Qingzhu's face instantly became serious, and he stared at Han Qianshan coldly: "It seems that your work is still too idle."

"No!" Han Qianshan was so frightened that he almost buried his head in the dinner plate, "I'll deal with the planning case after I finish eating!"

After finishing speaking, before he could escape, another person pressed his shoulders and sat back in his seat.

The company's staff canteen is also divided into lobby and private room.

Feng Qingzhu and Han Qianshan sat in a private room, and logically no one else should have come in, but when the visitor took off his sunglasses and revealed his recognizable face, all questions were answered.

Han Qianshan with the green vegetables in his mouth called out vaguely: "Dipper!"

Because of work, Han Qianshan has a good relationship with the members of the WZH group, especially Dipper. It can be said that he facilitated the contact with Luo Zhiwen to compose the music.

"Why are you here?" Han Qianshan quickly got up and made room for Dipper, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No need." Dipper pointed to his throat, "I rely on this to eat, and the food is prepared by the brokerage company."

"You guys are too tired to be stars, and you don't have any freedom at all." Seeing this, Han Qianshan shrugged, lowered his head and continued to finish the vegetables in the bowl, "Are you here for the theme song of the album? No problem, I will agree with you ……we have a deal."

Han Qianshan didn't dare to say Luo Zhiwen's name, he glanced at Feng Qingzhu sitting opposite him with a guilty conscience——

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Han Qianshan was shocked when he saw it.

Ever since Dipper walked into the private room, the faint smile on Feng Qingzhu's lips has completely disappeared.

The man fixed his eyes on the young idol, and saw another familiar and ugly soul through his glamorous appearance.

It was Chen Beidou who was right.

He was not only the murderer who killed him in his previous life, but also the bastard who forced Ah Wen.

Feng Qingzhu exhausted all his strength to suppress the impulse that erupted on the spot.

He is not unreasonable.

Ah Wen, who was reincarnated, forgot his past, and so did Chen Beidou.

No matter how much he hates, the grievances and grievances of his previous life have been left decades ago.

Since he failed to kill his enemies in his previous life, he can't vent his anger on innocent people in this life.

Chen Beidou's soul is always evil, Feng Qingzhu doesn't believe that the Dipper in front of him is a good person, but he has to admit that the other party has done nothing harmful.

Since the enemy didn't reincarnate with his memory, he couldn't vent his rage of revenge on a blank sheet of paper.

... passed.

Nothing made Feng Qingzhu regret more than these three words.

His hatred with Chen Beidou is over, and his love with Ah Wen is also over.

"Brother Feng?" Frightened by Feng Qingzhu's cold gaze, Han Qianshan asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Feng probably remembered who I am?" Dipper took the initiative to reach out his hand, facing Feng Qingzhu, raised the corners of his lips, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his narrow eyes, "After all, this is not our first time. Let's meet."

Feng Qingzhu's heart moved: "Did you see me that day?"

It's about what happened in Sydney.

After Dipper got into the car that day, he probably saw the entanglement between him and Luo Zhiwen through the window.

Dipper's smile deepened, and the moment Feng Qingzhu stretched out his hand, he suddenly leaned forward and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Long time no see."

Then, regardless of Feng Qingzhu's astonished expression, he took his hand.

"Mr. Feng Qingzhu." Dipper read the name word by word, "It's really... a pleasure to meet you."