Chapter 45 Have you cried enough?
Shen Zhiyu drove a distance before realizing that the object the car headlights had just hit should be Zhou Yunjie.
He was silent for a moment, slowly backed the car, and got out with an umbrella.
The closer he got, the more indescribable emotions rose in Shen Zhiyu's heart.
The woman who was always lively and energetic every time she met him was now squatting under the eaves of the sentry box, curled up, her long curly hair soaked and stuck tightly to her face.
Even at a distance, he could see she was trembling.
At this moment, he suddenly began to question himself, wondering if he had pushed her too hard.
The rain soaked his trouser legs and his leather shoes. He walked over the steps and towards her.
"Playing Go Fighting again?" Shen Zhiyu said slowly, "This time... it's raining?"
As soon as the words fell, the woman squatting there moved, her eyes filled with some disbelief and some... joy.
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Zhou Yunjie raised his head, wanting to answer Shen Zhiyu's words, but when the words came to his lips, they all turned into unspoken sobs.
"You...I...wu..."
She pursed her lips and countless tears rolled down her eyes, and the heat warmed her cold body.
Zhou Yunjie didn't know what he was feeling wronged about.
She didn't want to cry, but when she saw Shen Zhiyu, she couldn't hold back the bitterness in her heart any longer.
It seemed like the bad things that happened that day were finally getting better, and my mentality suddenly couldn't hold back.
The property manager heard the crying and peeked out of the guardhouse. Seeing Shen Zhiyu holding an umbrella and the Maybach not far away, he didn't care whether he would get wet or not and hurried out to greet him, "Is it Mr. Shen?"
Shen Zhiyu lifted his eyelids and took a look, "If I remember correctly, Junting's property fee should be the most expensive in this area, right?"
"Yes, yes, but our service is also the best." The property manager said with a smile.
"The best?" Shen Zhiyu asked back, "The best property doesn't even have a reception area? People come and can only squat in the rain at the entrance of the guardhouse?"
The property manager rolled his eyes and glanced at Zhou Yunjie, who was still crying. "Please invite this young lady in... She said she wanted to wait here."
"Do you think it's appropriate for a woman like her, soaking wet, to stay in a 10-square-meter guardhouse with two grown men like you late at night?"
Although Shen Zhiyu's expression was calm, the look in his eyes was colder than the heavy rain.
The property manager opened his mouth and closed it again.
The owners who can live in Junting are either rich or noble, and it would be very painful for him to offend any of them.
Zhou Yunjie was still crying when a coat was put over his head.
When she got out of her clothes, she saw Shen Zhiyu wearing only a linen shirt, with half of his shoulders wet from the rain.
The thin fabric stuck to his body, revealing the bulging muscles underneath.
"Have you cried enough? If you have, get in the car!"
After saying that, the man turned and left. Zhou Yunjie was stunned for a moment and quickly followed him.
My legs were numb from squatting, and my steps were unsteady. I had to jog to catch up with the man, opened the car door, and got in.
A towel was thrown over my legs, "Wipe your hair."
Zhou Yunjie picked it up and rubbed his hair, and saw a flash of disgust on the man's face through the messy hair.
"I'm sorry for making a mess on your car...I'll clean it up when the rain stops."
Shen Zhiyu glanced at her coldly, said nothing, started the car and drove back to his detached house.
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