Chapter 154 Lin Zaoyi, all you know is how to bully me.

The two girls drove to the club around seven o'clock. Lin Zaoyi stopped crying, but the redness around her eyes was still noticeable.

In the elevator, Meng Jinxi pressed her finger to the corner of her eye, "If Brother Zhaojing comes later, he'll think I did something to you."

Lin Zaoyi was taken aback, and muffledly said through her nose, "Isn't it just the two of us?"

"Who said that?"

Meng Jinxi put on a show of acting skills, "Come on, everyone, didn't I tell you?"

Lin Zaoyi wanted to punch her, "She didn't say."

“It’s not too late to say it now,” Meng Jinxi said, forcibly pulling her back. “But you can’t run away. We’ll just ignore Brother Zhaojing.”

Zao Yi remained silent.

After a two-second pause, she suddenly asked, "You said everyone around you knows you're sick. Does that 'everyone' include Jia Ni and Tan You?"

Xi Xi added, "Yeah, Brother Zhaojing has always known."

"...I didn't ask him."

"Oh, I misheard you."

Meng Jinxi deliberately played a trick, "Actually, I always thought Brother Zhaojing would tell you, but who knew he kept it from you too. I'll interrogate him properly later."

Zao Yi coldly replied, "No need."

She smiled and said, "I must say, your tone is just like Brother Zhaojing's."

Lin Zaoyi: "..."

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Duan Lin and Meng Henian had already arrived and were sitting face to face at the mahjong table, one playing mahjong and the other replying to emails.

Hearing the door open, the two turned around. The one who was replying to emails got up and walked towards his girlfriend, asking, "Are you tired?"

Meng Jinxi habitually leaned against his chest, "I'm not tired."

The two have been in a public relationship for almost three months, but Duan Lin is still not used to it, feeling like his younger sister has been taken advantage of by a pig.

He sighed and turned to another, "Zaoyi, that's not fair. You've been back for over ten days and haven't even come to visit me."

Lin Zaoyi gave a very polite reason, "I just didn't want to bother you."

Duan Lin sneered, "I won't bother you. Now that you're back, I'll naturally give you the Duan family's news."

Just as Lin Zaoyi was about to express her gratitude, President Duan added, "There's a condition."

She changed her tone from "thank you" to "you say it."

"Talking about Zhaojing."

"..."

"This is difficult." Duan Lin rubbed the uneven surface of the mahjong tile with his fingertips, silently guessing 30,000. He flipped his hand over and guessed half right: 80,000.

He pushed the cards aside, walked up to the girl, and said, "It's fine if you don't want to grind, just let Tan Zhaojing call me 'brother'."

Lin Zaoyi couldn't even manage a polite smile anymore. "President Duan, you've misunderstood..."

Duan Lin looked at her, "What's the misunderstanding?"

Meng Henian, who was standing to one side, raised his eyebrows silently. He didn't need to read Zao Yi's expression at all; just from her dry tone, he could tell that after so many days back, the two of them were still stuck in the same place.

Tan Zhaojing is really something, a grown man with no magnanimity at all.

Footsteps approached, and the group instinctively turned their heads. The newcomer's gaze met that stubborn face, and at that moment, those usually bright eyes were veiled in red.

His brow furrowed involuntarily. "What's wrong?"

Meng Jinxi was the most eager to speak, saying, "Zaoyi is angry with me."

He sighed dramatically, "Brother Zhaojing, this is your fault. Why didn't you tell Zaoyi about my illness? She's always complaining about me now."

She thought Zhaojing understood her good intentions, but the straightforward guy said, "Why are you talking to me for no reason?"

"..."

Meng Jinxi was truly choked, as if she had eaten two egg yolks, leaving her speechless for a long time.

Meng Henian poured her a glass of water and brought it to her lips, his voice tinged with laughter, "Why are you worrying so much? Are they going to give you a red envelope for their wedding or what?"

Meng Jinxi took a sip of water meaningfully, "I don't want a red envelope, I want to be a bridesmaid, and you have to be the best man."

As she spoke, she blinked.

Meng Henian received the signal and said, "Okay."

Looking at that stingy guy, he asked, "Will you let me become the boss by the end of the year?"

To avoid embarrassment, Lin Zaoyi turned to the sofa in the rest area. Xi Xi followed and squeezed next to her. "Are you angry?"

"No." She reached out and ate a few blueberries.

Meng Jinxi opened her lips, "Ah, give me one."

Zao Yi tossed her two seeds; they were a little sour. She swallowed hard and asked, "I'm just asking, do you still have feelings for Zhao Jing?"

After asking, I felt it was pointless.

Lin Zaoyi remained silent, eating blueberries one after another, when Xixi's voice came again, "Since there's no one else, I'll play matchmaker."

She stopped chewing. "What?"

Xi Xi smiled innocently, her eyes crinkling. "A friend of mine in the industry has a bit of a crush on Brother Zhaojing. She's asked me about him a few times. At the beginning of the year, she even got an endorsement deal for a product under Zhong Sheng. She's currently pursuing Brother Zhaojing."

Lin Zaoyi felt that the blueberries in her mouth had instantly lost their flavor.

Unconsciously turning my head, I unfortunately met someone's gaze almost instantly.

He turned back expressionlessly, then pushed Xixi away from his forehead with two fingers, saying, "I don't want to talk to you right now. Go find your boyfriend."

Meng Jinxi laughed, "Okay, I'll leave. I'll make room for you two."

Lin Zaoyi: "? What two people?"

As I was asking the question, a pair of long, straight legs caught my eye out of the corner of my eye. As they walked, the outline of a man's leg muscles was faintly outlined under his black trousers.

Within seconds, the woman approached. Out of politeness, she greeted her first, "Mr. Tan, is there anything I can help you with?"

Tan Zhaojing looked down at her condescendingly and said, "Speak normally."

Lin Zaoyi: "..."

These days, being polite is wrong.

She pursed her lips. "What do you want?"

Tan Zhaojing felt much better. He half-closed his eyes and said, "I thought you knew I was sick this evening, so I didn't mention it or try to hide it from you. I never imagined your relationship was so superficial."

Lin Zaoyi instantly exploded, "You're the one who's plastic!"

Tan Zhaojing raised an eyebrow slightly for a moment, "Then tell me, who am I being frivolous with?"

The girl seemed angry; her eyes were wide open, and her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue. Looking at her like this, she actually looked much more lively and pleasing to the eye.

Lin Zaoyi didn't want to talk to him at all. "Are you done ridiculing him? If you are, then please ask Mr. Tan to stay away."

The last note struck the ground, and the faint smile on the man's face vanished.

Are you angry?

Go ahead and get angry, get even angrier.

The light above her head suddenly dimmed, and she thought Tan Zhaojing was going to hit her. Although he hadn't hit her before, at most he'd patted her butt, but that was two years ago.

She instinctively flinched back, but her prediction was wrong. She saw him bend down to take her water glass, and just as he was about to put it in his mouth, she quickly said, "I drank from that!"

Without hesitation, he drank it all in one gulp.

"..."

Tan Zhaojing put down his empty glass, then glanced at Lin Zaoyi and said, "Lin Zaoyi, all you know how to do is be arrogant to me."