Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhan's words made Zhang Jie's heart full of tenderness in an instant, soft like cotton, making her seem to see a trace of vitality between her and Shi Yuhan.

She felt that at this moment, she might be able to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

"Shi Yuhan, I would like to ask you, we..." The heart suddenly jumped quickly.

She only hesitated for a moment, before she even thought about it, she just blurted out.

Because she was afraid that after this moment of impulse, she would never have the courage to speak.

But after all, he couldn't say it. Shi Yuhan's phone rang, he directly waved his hand, and then connected the phone.

He only said one word in the whole process, which is the beginning of "speaking"!

After hearing the other party's words in the series, she put the phone away and said to Zhang Jie: "I have something to leave first. I'm sorry I can't accompany you to eat. You take it slow. I'll send you back later."

Zhang Jie opened her eyes wide in astonishment, her face full of disappointment and reluctance, but she still said empathetic: "Okay, you have to go ahead!"

"I'm so sorry," Shi Yuhan said sincerely.

Zhang Jie smiled slightly, "What are you polite to me? Today's meal doesn't count as if you invited me to dinner, you must make it up the next day."

Shi Yuhan nodded, picked up his coat, turned and left, just passing by the waiter who served the dishes.

With a smile on Zhang Jie's face, Yuhan walked to the corner when he watched her, her back disappeared, she suddenly put away the smile on her face, and angrily told the waiter, "Withdraw, don't go!"

The waiter was slightly stunned: "This..."

A low man's voice rang at this moment: "I left my female companion here before the meal started. Our time is always... cold enough!"

Zhang Jie raised her eyes and saw Shi Mu, looking at herself helplessly, "It's you, Shi's special help."

She knew Shi Mu because Shi Yuhan had come to her restaurant for dinner with him.

Shi Mu first ordered the waiter to serve the meal, and then Shi Yuhan sat down in his previous position: "Miss Zhang, you have been obsessed with me for so long, but it is inevitable, but it's a pity..."

After the waiter left, Zhang Jie looked at Shi Mu and said, "What a pity?"

Shi Mu smiled slightly: "It's a pity that we are always married!"

"What?" Zhang Jie couldn't believe it, his heart seemed to be stabbed severely, blood dripping, and the pain was beyond words.

"Impossible, you are kidding." She tilted her head, trying to relieve the pain in her chest, and said with a soft smile.

Shi Mu smiled and explained innocently: "I'm not kidding, Mrs. Shi's wife is a very young girl, probably only 20 years old. She has just graduated and hasn't learned makeup yet. She's not particularly beautiful. But there is a natural sculptural beauty on her face. Oh, yes, she also works in our company, but no one in the company knows. I guess they both like to have **** with each other."

The slender fingers clenched the clothes tightly, and the hands that pinched hard felt aching.

Suddenly, her mind slid over, Song Qinghuan's clear face.

No, Zhang Jie didn't believe it. She couldn't accept it at all. She thought it must be impossible, but she also knew that Shi Mu would not lie to her.

Another day the night of the city was approaching, Song Qinghuan slowly moved forward and walked into the villa complex by himself along the sidewalk.

There was a car parked in the shadow of a tree, and someone in the car had been watching her steadily.

(Ps: Only five chapters have been changed today, and one chapter will be added tomorrow. Lucky readers will announce it together tomorrow.)