Chapter 65 Am I a part of your play?



Chapter 65 Am I a part of your play?

When Jingzhuo came out of the shower, the door of the master bedroom was closed again.

He went up and turned the doorknob twice, only to find it was locked from the inside.

“…”

When we were in the hotel, I slept in his arms every day, and even snuggled into his chest when it was cold at night. But as soon as we got back, we slept in separate beds.

Jing Zhuo seriously suspected that Song Xi's current habit of being in the right bed was just an excuse.

She just wanted his body, but she didn't love him.

So I don’t want to sleep with him if I have the chance, and I think about divorce every day.

Who does she love? Is Zhang He okay?

Jing Zhuo took a deep breath, turned around and went back to the bed in the second bedroom. For the first time, he took the initiative to search Zhang Hexing's social account and clicked on his video to study it frame by frame.

In the video, the man danced in front of the camera, looking very sexy, with the collar of his shirt so wide that it was open to his belly button.

Jing Zhuo: “…”

Does she like flirty ones?

But he can't dance.

He only knows how to perform a set of military boxing.

The next day, Song Xi ate breakfast normally, called her husband normally, and went to work normally.

Jing Zhuo thought that his stable and ordinary happiness had returned and his wife was still satisfied with him. When he got off work, he left on time, bypassed a crowded street, and bought a small green grape cake.

After thinking about it, I added another strawberry one.

He remembered that Song Xi seemed to like strawberries, and he even made strawberry juice for him yesterday.

As soon as I got in the car, I received a message on my phone from Song Xi.

"I'm going to chase stars with my bestie tonight, so I'll be back later."

Jing Zhuo: "Who are you chasing?"

Song Xi paused for a long time before replying with three words.

"Her second brother."

Isn’t that Zhang Hexing?

She was afraid that he would be angry, so she didn't dare to mention Zhang Hexing's name, but she dared to drag her best friend to chase stars?

Jing Zhuo thought of Song Xi, who was chasing stars with him last time. She was dressed pure and beautifully, wearing a headband with Zhang Hexing's name printed on it, and was looking forward to giving him a gift.

He closed his eyes, put the cake into the car refrigerator, and turned around.

Zhang Hexing's assistant received another call from Jing Zhuo today. The tone on the other end was so harsh that it felt cold even through the receiver.

He answered a few words and hung up the phone. Zhang Hexing asked him from the side.

"Who's calling?"

"It's Mr. Jing." The assistant said worriedly, "He asked me for your concert address again today. Is he going to surprise you again soon?"

Zhang Hexing sat in the makeup chair and chuckled, "He's not here to chase me, he's here to chase my wife."

"Ah? Mr. Jing is married?"

The assistant was surprised: "I haven't heard of any weddings in your family."

Zhang Hexing said quietly, "I guessed it."

"If I'm not mistaken, He Ning and her bestie are in my fan group tonight, right?"

The assistant slapped his thigh and said, "Brother, you guessed it right. Your sister asked me for your concert address last night and even bought two tickets."

Zhang Hexing smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Then it seems that I guessed right."

Song Xi's elusive husband, whose surname is Jing... must be an old acquaintance of his family.

No wonder his brother has been unhappy with him lately.

His card has a limit.

So this is where the problem lies.

That’s fine, Zhang Henian. You can secretly get a marriage certificate and eat someone else’s grass.

Zhang Hexing became playful and pointed to a pile of performance clothes next to him: "Are there any revealing clothes in there? Pick out a few for me. The more revealing the better, preferably the kind that will make men envious and jealous."

assistant:"……"

Brother, if you don't attract female fans, what are you doing being a man?!

Tonight's concert is very lively.

The stage effects are unprecedentedly bold, and almost every show is a benefit for fans.

Zhang Hexing changed several sets of clothes in one night, and the necklines of his condoms were open to his belly button, which shocked the audience and made them burst into wows.

Zhang Hening and Song Xi sat in the best viewing platform, looking at the male star on the stage who was in an extremely excited state, and fell into deep thought together.

"When did my second brother become so flirty?"

"Who is he showing his screen to?"

Song Xi was also stunned: "I don't know, he's so coquettish."

In a dark corner outside the venue, Jing Zhuo sat quietly in the car, glancing through the glass at Zhang Hexing's coquettish gestures on the huge screen.

There were pauses of silence.

If this wasn't a formal concert, he really wanted to call the police to crack down on prostitution.

It wasn't until the concert ended that a message popped up on Jing Zhuo's phone.

The first thing he saw was that it was sent by Zhang Hexing.

"Brother, how was my dancing tonight? Was it charming?"

Jing Zhuo sent a voice message with a cold face: "Get lost."

People came out of the venue one after another. Song Xi and Zhang Hening walked out together. As soon as they reached the intersection, a Bentley slowly stopped in front of them.

The car window rolled down, revealing the man's cool and handsome face.

"Get in the car."

Zhang Hening blurted out: "Hello, boss!"

Jing Zhuo said, "You go to the back row."

Zhang Hening secretly exchanged a glance with Song Xi, gave her an encouraging look, and obediently opened the back door and got in.

Song Xi sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and began her performance.

"Why are you here?" she asked in surprise.

"I'll take you home." Jing Zhuo started the car and the Bentley slowly drove out of the parking lot.

Song Xi continued to ask: "When did you come? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Not long after, I watched a concert for free."

The man was driving with one hand, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and his emotions could not be seen.

But I can hear it!

Zhang Hening's years of keen sensitivity had already enabled her to sense her elder brother's unhappiness. She huddled in the back seat like a quail, not daring to say a word.

Song Xi was still dancing in the minefield: "Then you must have seen the handsome guy dancing, wasn't he very handsome and charming?"

Jing Zhuo's knuckles were turning white as he gripped the steering wheel.

"Yeah, it looks good."

Song Xi was so engrossed in the conversation that he turned to talk to Zhang Hening, "Your second brother is so handsome tonight, especially those outfits. I can't get enough of him, right, Hening?"

Zhang Hening sat in the back row, his mouth twitching.

Hehe, am I a part of your play?

But when she received the look from her best friend, she endured the tremendous pressure and uttered a few words through gritted teeth.

"Well, it's not fun to watch."

Song Xi still wanted to continue speaking.

The next second, Jing Zhuo took out a small cake from the car refrigerator and stuffed it into her arms.

"Eat something. My throat hurts from talking so much."

Song Xi looked down and saw a box of green grape cake.

She suddenly remembered that on the first night of living with him, Zhang Hening also ate two green grape cakes in the video, saying that his eldest brother brought them back.

At that time, was the cake he brought actually for her?

Song Xi blinked and stared blankly at the cake in her hand.

"Did you only buy one? What about He Ning's?"

"Sorry, I forgot."

Jing Zhuo turned off the refrigerator and looked at Zhang Hening through the rearview mirror, but he was talking to Song Xi.

"Your best friend probably doesn't like sweets, right?"

Zhang Hening: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Jing Zhuo stepped on the accelerator, drove the car to He's house, and then quickly drove the people out.

After watching Zhang Hening disappear safely in the yard, Song Xi withdrew his gaze, only to find Jing Zhuo sitting there motionless.

She was a little surprised: "Aren't we leaving?"

The next second, the man unbuckled his seat belt with a "click" and pressed down on her.

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