Chapter 19 Please respect yourself, Mr. Zhou

A ridiculous idea came to Song Ci's mind: Could it be that Zhou Lian still misses him?

No!

As soon as this idea came up, Song Ci mercilessly killed it.

Not to mention now, even in the past, Song Ci knew clearly that he was just dispensable to Zhou Lian.

His heart was only firmly occupied by the weak and fragile white moonlight.

But why did Zhou Lian keep these irrelevant things?

Is it the same as myself, just forgotten?

She knew Zhou Lian, and he would never stay for a second longer if he didn't like something.

So does this prove that even now, he has no resistance to the responses they had, and even misses them a little.

Song Ci stared at it for a long time, but couldn't help but open the photo album.

Their original wedding photos were taken by top professionals in the industry.

So much so that the two people who started their marriage through a contractual relationship looked strangely intimate.

Holding hands, hugging, kissing.

Song Ci turned over the photos one by one, and the images that had long been sealed in her heart seemed to appear again in front of her eyes.

On a sunny afternoon, Zhou Lian once worried about whether his ankle would hurt with such gentle eyes.

Although she didn't know what it was like to be in love at that time, her heart felt vaguely sore.

The memory stopped abruptly.

Song Ci closed the heavy photo album and put it back in its place as calmly as possible.

She originally thought that Zhou Lian would throw away all these things after the divorce, but the result was beyond her expectation.

And Zhou Lian's help to her during this period was still vivid in her mind, and for a moment, she felt a little mixed.

However, Song Ci did not forget the main purpose of coming here. After a brief silence, he began to look for the important document.

Not long after, she found it.

It seemed that Zhou Lian had signed the contract a long time ago, but he didn't get the company, which made the other party anxious.

Just as Song Ci was about to leave with the documents, the beeping sound of the combination lock suddenly came from outside the door.

Song Ci looked panicked for a moment, and before she could do anything, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Lian looked at Song Ci who was awkwardly holding the document in astonishment, with some inexplicable emotions flashing across his eyes.

His expression was indifferent, and he looked up and down at Song Ci, who could be called an "uninvited guest."

"Don't get me wrong, I just can't contact you to come and get the documents."

Afraid that he would misunderstand something, Song Ci spoke quickly.

Her palms holding the document were sweating slightly.

In fact, after seeing the photos and traces that Zhou Lian carefully stored, Song Ci suddenly felt a little difficult to face him.

On the one hand, it's like peeping into some secret while the master is away.

On the other hand, she couldn't guess what Zhou Lian was thinking in his heart.

He always used his vigorous and resolute methods to force her to do things she didn't want to do, which eventually made both of them unhappy and broke up.

But those cherished memories deeply touched Song Ci's heart.

"Oh, my phone turned off automatically. Maybe I didn't receive the message."

Zhou Lian explained a few words as if he had a sudden realization, but Song Ci didn't delve into it. After all, it's common for mobile phones to run out of battery.

The two of them were just stuck in place, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

Just as she was thinking about asking a few questions, a soft and delicate female voice came from outside the door, "Zhou Lian, I'm coming in."

Immediately afterwards, Song Ci saw Jiang Zhenzhen walking in with a faint smile on his lips and staring at Zhou Lian intently.

Song Ci looked at the slightly pale but delicate face, and sighed in his heart, he was really as sick as Xizi.

"Thank you for bringing me back, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

She held Zhou Lian's arm with a smile, her eyes full of happiness.

Jiang Zhenzhen's shy words of thanks reached his ears, and Song Ci felt that he was an out-and-out idiot for being hesitant a few seconds ago.

She actually softened up a bit just now.

For that scumbag!

Song Ci took several deep breaths to prevent himself from losing his balance, and squeezed the document in his hand tightly.

Jiang Zhenzhen seemed to turn a blind eye, and took the initiative to approach Song Ci, and said pitifully, "Am I disturbing you too much?"

Hearing the sound, Song Ci's eyes also fell on Zhou Lian, who had not spoken for a long time.

He frowned slightly but did not stop him, "It's okay, you go in first and have a good rest."

Zhou Lian was so conniving towards her.

Song Ci suddenly recalled the indulgent and willful self he once was, while Zhou Lian accepted it silently.

She originally thought Zhou Lian was special to her, but reality dealt Song Ci a heavy blow one after another.

"Hey, who is this?"

Jiang Zhenzhen had a sweet smile on her lips, and tilted her head in confusion as if she had just discovered Song Ci.

"Why are you at his house?"

To outsiders, it might look like a drama about catching an adulterer in the palace.

Song Ci smiled self-deprecatingly, glanced at Zhou Lian who was silent, and said in a very calm voice, "Come here to get some documents, I won't delay your good deeds, don't worry."

She was really too lazy to watch how the "wall people" showed off their affection, so she simply walked away.

"Wait a moment."

Zhou Lian spoke suddenly and reached out to hold Song Ci's arm.

Sensing his movement, Song Ci sneered and dodged, using documents to isolate the two of them.

"Mr. Zhou, please respect yourself. It might not be good to be so close to other women in front of her."

Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Zhou Lian pressed his eyebrows, "No."

His expression was a little gloomy, and he was about to speak when he was interrupted by Song Ci.

"Also, you can throw away the photos in Mr. Zhou's room as soon as possible to avoid disturbing the eyes of some sick people and blaming me in the end."

Song Ci spoke eloquently, and the anger in his heart was almost vented, and he left in a cool manner.

As the door slammed shut, the veins on Zhou Lian's forehead popped out.

"Zhou Lian, what's going on?"

Jiang Zhenzhen seemed to be greatly frightened, and with wet eyes, he reached out to pull Zhou Lian away.

Such a pitiful and delicate girl, if it were anyone else, she would have been held in the palm of her hand and comforted.

But Zhou Lian just glanced at her and dodged without leaving a trace, "You rest first, I will send someone to take you back later."

After saying that, he strode away, leaving only a figure behind without hesitation.

Jiang Zhenzhen bit her lip and squeezed her palms tightly.

Song Ci.

If she wasn't in the room just now, maybe he could take this opportunity to get closer to Zhou Lian.

But everything was ruined by that woman!

She is arrogant, even to the point of being pampered.

But Zhou Lian treated her as if he had no temper, and could always soothe Song Ci's emotions easily.

The person who saw all this was none other than Jiang Zhenzhen.

That's why she said those words deliberately just now, trying to break Song Ci's proud heart.

As a result, the other party didn't take it seriously at all, and pointed at Zhou Lian and himself and scolded him.

Jiang Zhenzhen felt an uncontrollable sense of crisis in his heart.

It seems that she must act as soon as possible...