Chapter 28 The joints are getting pinker
The autumn rain is continuous. The sky, which was sunny yesterday, is now drizzling with raindrops.
The black Maybach stopped at Huayu Group.
The car door opened and a pair of beautiful lambskin shoes stepped down.
Ming Zhao was wearing a white woolen coat with a small cape, and her small chin was hidden in a scarf of the same color.
When she walked through the door, all the employees at Huayu knew her and greeted her with a smile.
"Miss."
"The young lady is back."
There was also an old employee of the Mingyue Group who had infiltrated the enemy camp. He had practically watched Mingzhao grow up, and he came up and stuffed a bag of snacks into her pocket.
Without her in Beicheng, everyone actually missed her a lot.
On the one hand, everyone likes the tsundere and pretty doll, and on the other hand, the atmosphere at Huayu has finally returned to normal.
Although the chairman is gentle and polite to others and never brings personal emotions into work, the lingering low pressure still makes people feel more stressed.
Ming Zhao greeted him with a smile, hugged him, and nodded. He finally found the time to ask, "Is my brother in the office?"
"Yes," the employee immediately checked the schedule. "The chairman has postponed the meeting to thirty minutes later. You can just go up."
Um?
Ming Zhao was slightly surprised. Wow, even a workaholic would postpone a meeting.
Just as she was about to enter the elevator, she bumped into Chen Zhou who had just come down.
The man was wearing a light-colored suit and had a hint of charm at the corners of his eyes.
"Hey, sister Xiao Zhao, are you here to see your brother?"
Chen Zhou looked at the delicate and beautiful girl in front of him and felt sad. No wonder Zhou Tingyun was so sad every day.
Yes, he also worries every day that his sister will be abducted by a bad man.
The man sighed and said earnestly, "You should listen more to your brother."
Ming Zhao looked at him in confusion.
Please...how disobedient is she?
"Don't bother with bad men out there. Your brother is the best for you," Chen Zhou kept nagging. "Don't ever quarrel with your brother over your boyfriend in the future."
Thinking of something, he suddenly became serious, "You can't elope, do you hear me?"
Ming Zhao looked at him strangely, suspecting that his wife had eloped with someone else.
Out of politeness, she greeted the strange people and entered the elevator. She took out a small mirror and checked her lipstick while humming a song.
Then he extended his index finger and smeared a little bit on the edge of his lips, took out a wet wipe to wipe the color off his hands, and threw it into the trash can.
The elevator door slowly opened, and a faint smell of cigarettes instantly hit Ming Zhao's face. He frowned slightly, not very happy. Why was Chen Zhou like this? He was still smoking here.
She walked into the office and the smell of cigarette smoke became more pronounced.
Ming Zhao felt uncomfortable and resisted, his handsome eyebrows tightly furrowed.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, it was gray because of the rain. The light inside was very dim and no lights were on.
The sound of her shoes stepping on the ground was absorbed by the blanket. When she suddenly saw the man with his eyes closed, she stopped and was slightly startled.
The scarlet cigar held between the cold white fingertips had already burned to the end, and the purple clay ashtray was full.
Seeing his tired face, Ming Zhao, who prioritized fun, suddenly realized that he was really busy at work, so busy that he didn't even have time to rest.
Thinking back to the times she had seen him like this before, and how she had pestered him to do this and that with her, she couldn't help feeling guilty.
The girl sat down on the sofa carefully without disturbing him.
When did he start smoking?
Ming Zhao's eyes fell on his bony hands.
Hands are a man’s second face, and the role of the face is so important.
The thing she hated the most became lustful and sexy when it came to Zhou Tingyun.
Wait, everyone is so tired that they have fallen asleep, but she is still here acting like a fangirl!
Thinking so, his eyes turned to his waist and abdomen very honestly.
Ming Zhao fell into deep thought. He looked so tired, especially at his age.
When you don't know how to do something... you probably feel powerless.
I understand.
No wonder.
No wonder this guy didn't react at all even though I was so beautiful.
Ming Zhao frowned.
She stood up and walked lightly to Zhou Tingyun.
Hmm...high nose bridge, hump nose.
As for stubble, he does clean it up every morning when he wakes up.
He has a prominent Adam's apple, broad shoulders and a large frame.
Her eyes fell on the man's hand again, and suddenly some words came to her mind.
The pinker the joints, the more brutal the xx.
That shouldn’t be the case, Ming Zhao glanced at him suspiciously.
But it was inappropriate to read any further, so I gave up.
Zhou Tingyun didn't know that he had already been labeled as "unsuccessful" in his sister's mind. After all, he didn't sleep well the whole night.
When he woke up early in the morning, he even wondered if there was something seriously wrong with the elite education he had received for the past 29 years, or whether he should see a psychiatrist again.
Or maybe he's just wearing a human skin.
Otherwise, why would they play so dirty?
Unsatisfied... Zhou Tingyun couldn't even sneer at Chen Zhou's words.
Fortunately, nicotine can soothe longing and suppress desire.
Zhou Tingyun thought that he couldn't possibly do this to Mingzhao.
But suddenly, the tip of my nose caught a familiar sweet taste.
It's the scent that's engraved in my genes, it's my sister's scent.
Zhou Tingyun opened his eyes.
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