Chapter 205 I'm Not in a Hurry to Find a Woman
Shen Zhiyu changed into the clothes Zhou Yunjie found for him. When he came out of the bathroom again, there was no one in the living room. The bedroom door was open and he could hear someone talking on the phone inside.
"Okay, I understand, Doctor Bai..."
"Thank you……"
He walked over and leaned against the bedroom door frame, his eyes fixed on the figure by the window.
Zhou Yunjie was facing away from the door, holding his cell phone to his ear in one hand while his other hand was unconsciously fiddling with his falling hair.
Only then did he notice that the hairpin he brought with her was casually pinned to her temples. Her usually messy bangs now lay neatly beside her cheeks, making her look well-behaved and cute.
Zhou Yunjie was so focused on listening to Bai Simiao's instructions about the transfer that she didn't notice the person at the door. After she hung up the phone, she caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye, which startled her instantly.
"You didn't scare me with a sound?"
Shen Zhiyu smiled, his voice lazily teasing, the ending tone rising slightly, "Do I have to walk up to you and listen to you talking on the phone?"
Zhou Yunjie pouted but said nothing.
"Why didn't you leave these clothes at Shen Garden when you moved out?" Shen Zhiyu suddenly asked, his tone calm, but Zhou Yunjie's body stiffened noticeably.
She glanced at his white T-shirt and casual pants and whispered, "I've worn these two pieces several times. I thought you wouldn't want them anymore and it would be a shame to throw them away, so I took them all with me. The rest are all new and can be given to others..."
Shen Zhiyu's eyes darkened when he heard this, "Those clothes were bought according to your size. If you don't want them, no one can wear them. Then I'll let Sister Ying deal with them."
In addition to the clothes that Shen Zhiyu bought for her, the closet also contained clothes that Rong Anning bought at fashion shows. Zhou Yunjie felt distressed again when he thought about getting rid of those expensive clothes.
"Are you going to sell it at a second-hand store?"
She actually thought it wouldn’t be such a waste if she sold it in a second-hand store, but the next second she heard Shen Zhiyu calmly reply with two words, “Throw it away…”
Throw it away?
This time, Zhou Yunjie didn't just feel heartbroken for a moment, he felt pain all the time.
I paid at least one or two hundred thousand to buy those clothes, and you just... threw them away?
He is indeed very wealthy.
"...Are you heartbroken?" Shen Zhiyu pursed his lips, a faint smile in his eyes, and said in a low and slow voice, "There's still about half a year left. It's not impossible to move out when you've had enough clothes." After saying this, he seemed to be answering what she said that night in Beijing, "I'm not in a hurry to find a woman..."
These last words seemed to put a stop to Zhou Yunjie's abnormal behavior that night. She squeezed the phone tightly in her palm, then slowly released it. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she said, "But I'm anxious..."
Shen Zhiyu was about to turn around, but when he heard the words, he paused, tilted his head slightly, and asked inquiringly, "What are you anxious about?" He stared at her with a dark and unclear look in his eyes. "Are you anxious to divorce me?"
Zhou Yunjie's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously glanced at him. His face was gloomy, his lips tightly pursed, and he was shrouded in an indescribable low pressure.
She became more and more confused. Divorce was something they had already agreed on, and he had clearly said in person that he didn't like her. So what was he doing now?
Since she would have to work with him after going to Yunding, she was silent for a moment, automatically avoiding the topic, and asked casually, "Will you sleep in the bedroom or on the sofa?"
Shen Zhiyu stared at her for a moment, his gaze seeming to penetrate her disguise and look straight into her heart. After a moment, he said nothing and turned to walk towards the living room. "Sofa."
The figure at the door disappeared, and Zhou Yunjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
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