Chapter 72: The White Moonlight and the Substitute Suddenly Get Together?
Half an hour later, the car stopped downstairs at the apartment building.
Guan Sui got out of the car and naturally and skillfully opened the passenger door for Wen Song.
He said, "I'll take you upstairs."
After getting out of the car, Wen Song bit her lip and asked, "Aren't you staying here tonight?"
Upon hearing this, Guan Ju asked, "Are you inviting me to stay the night?"
Wen Song: "...I was thinking that your suitcase is still at my house."
I thought Guan Sui came to see me last night with her suitcase because she wanted to live together, but it turns out that wasn't the case. She just rushed back from her business trip and came to stay for one night.
"I'll leave it at your place for now," Guan Ju said. "I'll come back another day."
He then explained, "Mainly because I have some work-related matters to handle tonight, and I need to attend a meeting when I get back."
Wen Song: "You're so busy, yet you still came to the hospital with me."
Guan Ju reached out and touched the other person's cheek: "It won't take up any time."
"Because the meeting doesn't start until 10 p.m.
Wen Song understood that large companies were like this, holding multinational meetings anytime, anywhere, sometimes even in the middle of the night, due to time zone differences and occasional unexpected situations.
"OK."
After the car was parked.
Wen Song felt it was unnecessary to escort him upstairs and waste time, while Guan Sui compromised by saying it was fine to watch him enter the elevator and not go up.
It was only a short walk away, so she agreed.
The two walked to the entrance on the first floor. Alpha stopped in his tracks, not knowing what he saw, and suddenly reached out and took Wen Song's hand beside him.
"Huh?" The sudden movement made Wen Song stop in her tracks, her face full of confusion and bewilderment. She asked, "What's wrong?"
Guan Ju lowered her eyelids and said, "I'm suddenly a little thirsty. Can I go upstairs for some water?"
Wen Song had no doubt whatsoever.
"sure."
Guan Ju followed Wen Song into the apartment building. Before going in, Alpha glanced at the Porsche not far away and saw someone crouching in the shadows.
The other party seemed to be deliberately hiding.
But his gaze followed him and Wen Song as they entered the apartment building.
He said he was thirsty and wanted to get some water before going upstairs with Wen Song, but it took him almost half an hour to slowly come down from upstairs.
As soon as Guan Ju stepped out of the apartment building, he took out a lighter and cigarettes from his pocket, and with two fingers, he took a cigarette from the cigarette pack and put it to his lips.
With a click, the metal lighter licked the cigarette butt and quickly lit it. Smoke drifted slowly from the darkness, completely obscuring the expression on his face.
The Porsche, which doesn't match the neighborhood's wealth, hasn't been driven away yet.
Guan Ju lowered his head, suppressing the upturn of his lips, and strode forward, pretending not to notice the Porsche, heading directly towards his Maybach.
Without the slightest pause.
Except for lighting the cigarette after going downstairs.
The driver's side window of the Maybach was open, and Guan Ju held a cigarette between two fingers on the edge of the window, while his other hand gripped the steering wheel to start the car.
As Alpha passed the Porsche, its dark eyes seemed to casually glance into the shadows.
Sure enough, a figure was hiding between the Porsche and the greenery.
The other person was leaning against the car, a cigarette lit in their hand, their back to the road, trying to hide as much as possible, as if trying to avoid being discovered.
Guan Ju knew who owned the Porsche without even seeing its face.
— Zhao Mingzhuo.
Is the other party waiting around because they couldn't invite Wen Song?
It seems that Zhao Mingzhuo has become more perceptive than he imagined, and is able to humble himself as an Alpha to seek out his former "substitute".
What surprised Guan Ju even more was that he deliberately held Wen Song's hand and followed her upstairs, and Zhao Mingzhuo was able to refrain from questioning him.
It seems that the other party has become more mature and stable since taking over Zhengrong, or perhaps their mind is currently in a state of confusion and they need some time to sort things out.
but---
This has nothing to do with Guan Ju.
Because he has already achieved his goal for tonight.
As for the others, Guan Ju thought they still needed a push.
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In the shadowy gap between the green belt and the Porsche, Zhao Mingzhuo stared at the familiar silhouette of the Maybach, smoking one cigarette after another, but unable to alleviate the frustration in his heart. Instead, the cigarettes continued to burn.
The cold wind that is about to enter early winter blows in, trying to smooth away the restlessness, but it doesn't do much good.
Unexpectedly...
Guan Ju and Wen Song are indeed related.
When Zhao Mingzhuo received the message from his friend A, he had just gone to the hospital to visit Song Lanxue with a fruit basket and learned that she had been transferred to another hospital a month or two earlier.
Based on the information, he immediately realized that Guan Sui was behind it.
But why?
Could it be that Guan Ju and Wen Song are really having an affair?
Feeling agitated, Zhao Mingzhuo drove to the apartment entrance and waited for Wen Song to get some answers.
Who knew that an hour would pass by while I was squatting there, and then I saw Wen Song get out of Guan Ju's Maybach.
In that instant, he wanted to rush out and ask what was going on, but his legs felt like lead and he couldn't take a single step forward. Without substantial evidence and since his relationship with Wen Song had long ended, what right did he have to question them?
Not to mention that Zheng Rong hasn't even warmed his seat as president yet, and with Xu Shaoze in the middle, he'll have to wait at least half a month until they get married to completely control the other party.
After weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Mingzhuo chose to hide and wait until later to slowly probe.
But the depression and irritability in my heart swept over my whole body, and smoking a lot of cigarettes did not help at all.
Who can tell him,
Why did his beloved and his stand-in end up together?
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