Chapter 95 I'm Married
Accustomed to sleeping alone, Shen Zhiyu did not fall asleep when there was suddenly another person around.
What's more, most of them have bad sleeping posture.
After pushing away Zhou Yunjie's hands and feet for the Nth time, he sighed helplessly, got up and went to the bathroom.
After taking a cold shower, I found the bed occupied by a woman in no sleeping position.
He looked at her quietly in the darkness for a moment, then turned and left the bedroom.
Zhou Yunjie was sleeping very soundly. She woke up slowly only after the alarm rang for the third time.
She reached out and turned off the ringing phone, buried her head in the pillow, took a deep breath, and stretched.
--etc.
Something seems wrong.
She sniffed the pillow again, suddenly sat up, and then stood there in a daze.
Last night—I actually slept in Shen Zhiyu’s room.
The other side of the bed clearly showed that someone had slept there.
Zhou Yunjie got out of bed and looked around, but there was no one in the bedroom.
I opened the door and walked out, but there was no one in the living room.
She got up late today and it was almost time for work. She couldn't wait to see Shen Zhiyu to explain, so she hurried out of the suite and went straight to the elevator.
Today, a customer who has made a reservation wants to check in early. I heard that he is the third generation of an invisible family in Beijing and has many requirements.
Zhou Yunjie didn't have time to think about how he slept on the bed in Shen Zhiyu's bedroom last night. He changed into his work clothes and hurried to give arrangements for the meeting to the employees.
After the meeting, my cell phone suddenly rang.
She took out her cell phone and took a look at it, and the weight of her heart finally fell to the ground.
A new text message appeared on the screen, informing her that the compensation in the agreement had been deposited into her account.
What's rare is that the money that Shen Zhiyu said he would deduct for breaking the phone was not deducted.
A full five million.
It feels like a dream.
I happily sent a WeChat message to my mother, Wen Jingyi, saying, "Mom, I can send you to a better place for treatment."
Wen Jingyi didn't reply, but called instead.
Zhou Yunjie picked up the phone, "Mom, you don't have to worry about money. I can take you to a better hospital for treatment."
"Have you found Zhou Shaoxiong?"
Zhou Yunjie was puzzled, "Mom, what do you mean?"
Wen Jingyi sighed and told the truth, "He sold his shares in Yunding and took that woman and child abroad... I've filed a lawsuit, but even the lawyers and the court can't contact him."
"What?"
Zhou Yunjie's mind went blank in an instant.
Yunding was sold?
Shen Zhiyu had clearly promised her that he would take over the store on Huaihai Road.
"Mom, when did this happen? The last time I went home, didn't you say you wanted to ask him for the initial capital for founding Yunding?"
Wen Jingyi's voice was dejected. "He had already negotiated with the buyer at that time. The transaction was completed last week, and now Yunding has changed hands."
When a man becomes cruel, he really doesn't care about any mercy at all.
It was only at this moment that Zhou Yunjie understood why her mother had firmly opposed her and Cheng Hongwei being together.
Because her mother, Wen Jingyi, was a victim of marrying down.
She married Zhou Shaoxiong, who came from a poor family, despite her parents' opposition, but ended up like this.
Not all marriages down under are unhappy.
But it seems that her mother Wen Jingyi really met the wrong person.
Zhou Yunjie feels worse than anyone else seeing his parents in this situation.
She was silent for a moment, then said into the phone, "Mom, I'll transfer some money to you later and call you back. I've already asked about the hospital in Jing City, so you and Sister Ying can just go there and get admitted."
"Where did you get the money?"
Zhou Yunjie didn't want to hide it from Wen Jingyi, so he replied quietly, "I'm married."
"Marry?...To whom?" Wen Jingyi asked.
"Shen Zhiyu."
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