Chapter 525 Trust Him
As she spoke, she had already put on her clothes, picked up her car keys and went out.
"Okay, Mengmeng, I'll wait for you then." Zhan Tingbei said happily.
Qiao Yanmeng nodded, hung up the phone, and drove to the hotel.
When two people are together, they are not afraid of misunderstandings or quarrels. What they are afraid of is not trusting each other.
Once the trust collapses, the relationship between the two people will come to an end.
When she heard Zhan Tingbei take the initiative to explain to her, she was still very happy in her heart.
After a while, she arrived at the hotel entrance, stopped the car and walked into the lobby.
While walking, he called Zhan Tingbei, "I'm here, I'm coming up to see you now."
"Okay." Zhan Tingbei said.
She took the elevator to the designated floor, walked through the corridor to the room, and knocked gently on the door.
Hearing the noise, Zhan Tingbei walked over and opened the door.
The door opened, and the two looked at each other. Qiao Yanmeng glanced at him, walked forward to support him, and said, "Let's go."
A fresh fragrance like flowers surged into his nose, and Zhan Tingbei suddenly felt his mind become much clearer.
He nodded slightly and agreed.
The two went downstairs, walked out of the living room and drove back home.
Time passed quickly, and when Qiao Yanmeng opened the door, turned on the light and looked at the watch, she found that it was almost midnight.
She smiled at him and said, "It's too late, go to bed. You still have to go to work tomorrow!"
"My head hurts a bit, I'll sleep on the sofa..." Before Zhan Tingbei finished speaking, Qiao Yanmeng rolled her eyes at him and said, "Sleeping on the bed is fine."
She didn't want him to sleep on the sofa anymore.
He saw the smile on her face and felt happy too.
"Um."
Qiao Yanmeng put on her slippers, walked to the bed, and asked, "Do you want to wash first, or should I?"
"Go wash first." Zhan Tingbei sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.
"Okay." She said, and walked into the bathroom.
Zhan Tingbei was lying on the bed, and the faint fragrance unique to girls drifted into his nose.
After a while, the bathroom door opened.
Qiao Yanmeng came out wearing a white bathrobe and slippers, wiping her wet hair with a towel.
He glanced at the bed and said, "Go wash up."
Zhan Tingbei nodded, sat up and glanced at the girl, only to see that her black hair was casually draped over her shoulders.
The white and shiny skin looks even more dazzling under the light.
Seeing the man staring at her, Qiao Yanmeng blushed slightly, "Go wash quickly."
Zhan Tingbei came back to his senses, responded and walked towards the bathroom.
She threw back the quilt and lay down, looking towards the other side of the bed, her thoughts racing.
While she was distracted, Zhan Ting Beiguang came in shirtless, with a bath towel tied around his waist, and took off his shoes and got on the bed.
As soon as the man came up, part of the bed collapsed immediately.
"What are you thinking about?"
The man's deep and magnetic voice reached her ears, making them itch.
"Nothing to think about, let's go to sleep."
She looked at him. His hair was freshly washed and was shiny black.
Moving my eyes downward, I could see the man's wheat-colored skin with distinct blocks.
"You said you didn't see anything?" Zhan Tingbei smiled, turned over and pressed on her, locked his eyes with her, and slowly lowered his head to her lips.
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The next day was the weekend.
Qiao Yanmeng sat up, and her whole body felt as if it was falling apart. She glanced at the man who was still sleeping soundly, threw back the quilt, got out of bed, changed into pajamas, and walked into the kitchen.
She made some breakfast casually, and when she came out of the kitchen with milk, Zhan Tingbei was already up.
She saw that he was still wearing his bathrobe and said, "There are no clothes for you at home. Why don't you go home and get some?"
"Yeah." He nodded.
Chenchen is at Bingxia's place now, so when he returns, he doesn't have to worry about waking up his son.
"Hurry up, you can still make it for breakfast." Qiao Yanmeng teased, sat on a chair, took a piece of cake and put it in her mouth.
Very sweet, a bit greasy.
Zhan Tingbei nodded, opened the door and left.
While waiting for Zhan Tingbei, Qiao Yanmeng drank milk and checked WeChat messages.
There are only two messages, both from the group.
She thought about the company's affairs and called Secretary Zhang to ask, "Secretary Zhang, are there any documents that need to be processed recently?"
"I'll deal with it at home today."
Secretary Zhang reported: "No, but..."
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Qiao Yanmeng said.
Secretary Zhang then told her about Qiao Hengguo's visit, "Boss Qiao, what do you think we should do about this?"
"If you come again, just say I don't want to see him." Qiao Yanmeng said coldly.
"good."
"Okay, that's it. Call me if you need anything."
She hung up the phone, opened the door of the room, and looked towards the door, and saw Zhan Tingbei walking in wearing a suit.
Zhan Tingbei walked over and sat down opposite her.
"Drink it quickly. If you come a little later, the milk will get cold." Qiao Yanmeng said, pushing another glass of milk in front of him.
Zhan Tingbei took a sip and smiled at her, "I won't go to work today. I'll help you move."
"Are you going to move to my place, or am I going to move here?"
Qiao Yanmeng thought for a moment and said, "I'll move over." Then she analyzed the situation and said, "We are so close, is it necessary to move?"
They are already neighbors.
"Living here is too far from our company, let's move to another house." Zhan Tingbei has already arranged this.
"Okay, you arrange it." Qiao Yanmeng had no objection.
"Um."
After the two of them finished their meal, Zhan Tingbei called someone and quickly moved all their things to another house in just one morning.
noon.
Qiao Yanmeng was about to go to the new house when she suddenly received a strange phone call.
She frowned and picked up the phone. "Hello, hello, who is this?"
"Sister Yan Meng, it's me, Ye Ling." Ye Ling said with a chuckle.