After a pause, Jiang Qingyue continued to use her big move, "Your parents are also in Beijing, right? I feel guilty about getting married in the countryside and causing your mother to get sick. If she knew that we are still entangled after the divorce, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to bear it, and it would be bad for both you and me."
After that, Jiang Qingyue smiled slightly mockingly, "Zhou Zhengting, the world is so big, don't tell me that you find that you can't live without me after your divorce?"
Zhou Zhengting was so stimulated by her words that he almost vomited blood.
Somehow he suddenly became tough, "It has to be you?"
"I'm not like someone else. I, Zhou Zhengting, don't have the hobby of forcing others to date or get married."
I don’t know who used all means to force others to marry her when they were in the countryside.
Even if Zhou Zhengting must have her, he would wait for her to agree in person.
It is absolutely impossible to force her by any unconventional means.
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhengting spoke again, "I can promise you, but I also have a condition. You must accept the money. I don't need this little money. It makes me upset and always reminds me of bad memories."
Seeing that he finally agreed, Jiang Qingyue hurriedly agreed.
Then he didn't want to stay any longer, "Now that we've talked, I should go back."
Zhou Zhengting looked at his watch and it was not even eight o'clock.
So he asked tentatively, "Are you hungry? Do you want to go for a midnight snack together?"
Jiang Qingyue stood up and smiled faintly, "Thank you, but I don't have the habit of eating midnight snacks."
Zhou Zhengting had no choice but to stand up and said, "Then shall I take you back to school?"
"No need. I hope that what you promised me just now will take effect once we leave this park."
After saying that, Jiang Qingyue walked away neatly.
Zhou Zhengting watched her slender figure disappear into the night crowd, then followed the crowd onto the bus, and then disappeared completely.
Zhou Zhengting stood on the side of the road and looked around for a while, feeling annoyed but not knowing where to go.
I had agreed with Xie Xiangyang to meet at ten o'clock.
I can't just go to the cinema and watch a movie with him now, can I? !
But then he changed his mind and remembered that he had promised her to tell Xie Xiangyang about the divorce, so he walked towards the cinema.
Laugh if you want to.
Anyway, there shouldn't be a more ridiculous man in the world than him!
When I think about how I got divorced without thinking, and now the other party doesn't even want to be friends with me, I feel really bad.
Zhou Zhengting regretted so much that he almost vomited blood.
......
Sunday.
Because the cultural exchange event on Friday went very smoothly, the newspaper decided to hold a celebration banquet.
Jiang Qingyue also received a call from editor Xiaohe early on, asking her to come over.
Jiang Qingyue finally had a free weekend, and all she wanted to do was stay at home, take care of her two children, spend time with her family, and read some books.
Besides, she was not an employee of the newspaper, so even if she went there, she was just making up the numbers.
I refused without thinking.
After Xiao He hung up the phone, she glanced at Song Zhihe guiltily and said, "Editor-in-Chief Song, Comrade Jiang said she won't be coming. Otherwise, I'll send her the reward tomorrow morning."
Song Zhihe pursed his lips and said, "If she doesn't want to come, then don't come. It's up to her."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave, but paused after taking just one step.
"Forget it. I'll pass by there on my way home tonight and I'll just give it to you."
Xiao He let out an "oh" and suddenly felt as if she smelled something, and she was so scared that she immediately fell silent.
On the other side, Jiang Qingyue stayed at home for most of the day, helping Wang Xiuhe plant some vegetable seedlings in the yard.
I spent most of the day playing with the two children in the yard.
After Jiang Weidong came back from his busy work outside, everyone started to eat dinner together.
While eating, there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Qingyue was quite alert, worried that it might be Zhou Zhengting who came to visit her.
He quickly asked Wang Xiuhe to bring the two children into the house.
He tiptoed over and pried open the crack in the door.
But who would have thought that it turned out to be Song Zhihe.
As soon as the door opened, a pungent smell of alcohol hit me in the face.
Jiang Qingyue couldn't help but pinch her nose, "Editor-in-Chief Song, how much did you drink?"
Ever since the last incident, Jiang Qingyue has been completely traumatized by alcohol.
Now even the smell of this taste makes me uncomfortable.
Song Zhihe frowned unhappily, looked at Jiang Qingyue and asked, "Why don't you come to the celebration banquet tonight?"
Jiang Qingyue was stunned and felt that the person in front of her was completely different from the gentle and elegant Song Zhihe she usually saw.
At this moment, Jiang Weidong heard the sound and hurried over. He took the initiative to help Song Zhihe into the house and poured him a cup of hot water.
After drinking a glass of warm water, Song Zhihe regained some of his sanity.
Looking at the brother and sister, he felt a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, I drank a little too much just now."
Jiang Qingyue and Jiang Weidong looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, Editor-in-Chief Song, did you drive here by yourself?"
"No, the driver is outside the yard."
"Oh, that's good."
The air stagnated for a moment.
Song Zhihe then took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Qingyue, "This is your reward."
Jiang Qingyue took it and said, "Thank you for taking the trouble to come all the way here."
After saying that, Jiang Qingyue remembered something and quickly stood up.
Soon he took out a bag and handed it to Song Zhihe.
"Editor Song, I've washed this dress and I'll give it back to you."
Song Zhihe had regained his senses by now. He glanced at the bag and shook his head, "No need to return it. I'll give it to you."
Jiang Qingyue waved her hands quickly, "No, this is too expensive. I can't accept it."
"It's not expensive. Besides, you've worn it before, so there's no use for me to take it back."
Jiang Qingyue paused with her outstretched hand, and thought that the clothes she had worn were washed clean.
Someone of Song Zhihe's status probably wouldn't want it.
So there was no more excuse.
He went into the room and counted out thirty-eight yuan. "Editor Song, this is the money for buying clothes. I like this dress very much. I'll stay here."
When Song Zhihe saw the money she handed over, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This woman is still so distant from me after all this time, and she wants to calculate everything so clearly.
He refuses to take any advantage of others.
Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Qingyue said to Jiang Weidong, "Third brother, go and see Editor-in-Chief Song off. It's dark outside and hard to walk."
Song Zhihe knew that he was being ordered to leave.
He smiled helplessly, then stood up and followed Jiang Weidong out the door.
When Jiang Weidong came back, Wang Xiuhe had already coaxed the two children to sleep.
The two people couldn't help but surround Jiang Qingyue and start asking questions.
"Editor Song, are you interested in him? He has come here twice recently."
"Yes, it was last Friday. He came to deliver the clothes in person early in the morning. I felt that something was wrong with him that day."
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