No matter how many dissatisfaction and accusations were all beaten back by this sentence. I am afraid that no one in this world would have more detailed calculations than him about how long this period was. Including herself, she only had a concept of about two years.

In a daze, she saw the boy's long folds of eyes closed very slowly and opened them again.

"I really didn't go with you. During this time when you were away, I invested in a club in Huajiang District. Now, I just happened to take this path."

"club?"

"If you don't believe it, you can ask Teacher Pei. He knows it."

Pei Zhongnan didn't know her past relationship with Xie Xing, and there was no need to cooperate with outsiders to coax him.

Pei Zhi then believed that she had really blamed him wrongly.

Her mental state seemed to have not improved after a startled moment.

In addition to embarrassment, someone was surprised to call her name and walked quickly from not far away.

"Pei Zhi?! When did you come back? Those photos I sent back last time were amazing! You are more advanced than you are at your level--"

Pei Zhi relieved her embarrassment and turned around and ran into the excited but even more awkward smiling face of the young deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine.

When he saw himself standing with Xie Xing, he probably felt even more complicated. The last two words were stuck in his throat and didn't come out.

Same scene, same person.

This scene more than two years ago seemed familiar, but in the end, Xie Xing pressed the deputy editor-in-chief on the car frame. The deputy editor-in-chief probably can still remember the boys' uncontrollable emotions, the whitening finger bones and the threat of gritting teeth.

"You fucking stay away from her."

The deputy editor put away his complicated expression: "Ah...oh...you guys are busy first, I'm busy now. I've got something to go upstairs."

Xie Xing wouldn't know what Pei Zhi was thinking.

He is good at capturing her emotions and is also good at grasping weaknesses and getting more and more aggressive.

The word "sister" that disappeared from his mouth just now was chosen to forget that he was ordered to disqualify her from calling her like this when he calculated that the other party felt guilty because he misunderstood him.

After a while, he shrugged: "Sister, look. I haven't taken action this time."

“…”

Most people with tough attitudes at heart have this problem. When speaking, they always have a conceited look. Even if something that should not have been done, it seems to be saying: I didn’t do it, it is the biggest gift.

He laughed at himself, and his teeth and bones moved slightly: "Then can you spend more time to get to know me again?"

This has left me with plenty of room for myself.

After all, you have to spend more time on him, and there are always opportunities.

Pei Zhi didn't want to mess with her downstairs in the magazine at this moment, so she took a few steps back and nodded perfunctorily: "Let's talk about it."

***

I rushed to the magazine upstairs and it was a little later than the agreed time.

Most of the people knew her in the public room, and she kept calling her as she came in.

Pei Zhi walked to the room with the blinds at the bottom, with a sign of the editor's room hanging above her head. She stood still and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Before the hand pressed on the door handle was used, the door automatically opened from the inside.

The deputy editor-in-chief I met downstairs just finished talking and happened to meet again at the door, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Pei Zhi pretended to forget the meeting just now, smiled and turned to the right way.

She took her to the door when she went out. As soon as she turned around, she met Jiang Ruizhi's disgusting eyes: "I didn't drink a few drinks last night. Is it so late today? You don't have the syndrome of 100 years old? You can't drink and dance when you are old, right?"

"Call me, Chu Lao, and I'm going to be scolding myself." Pei Zhi looked indifferent.

Their best friends’ three dates of birth are all one or two days before they open their eyes, and their parents set their fate before they open their eyes.

The private hospital was very good at the beginning, but it was expensive.

Lao Pei is half a public figure and has a wealthy savings. It goes without saying that Chi Yan is a rich second generation born with a golden spoon in her mouth. As for Jiang Ruizhi, she can take half of her ability at a young age, and her other half is because this dreamer magazine belongs to her own family.

Jiang Ruizhi is an action-oriented person and doesn't talk nonsense when she has any business. She has cut the series of photos that Pei Zhi has sent to the computer's home screen after sitting face to the time she has sat down face to face.

"The quantity is considerable and the quality is also good. The South African-style columns this year have material."

Dreamer Magazine mainly focuses on geography and humanities, with a wide audience and good quality. In the past two years, it has opened up new sections and new markets, but its old business has always ranked among the top three in the same series of publications.

After moving the mouse down for a while, she said: "These have been relisted by seasons, but you have to help me mark the awards."

Most of the photos taken by Pei Zhi will be sent to participate in various photography works. Some cannot be used twice during the awards due to copyright or other reasons; some commercial works will also fluctuate due to popularity.

Every time a magazine uses a photo, it will pay the photographer the corresponding remuneration after strict selection.

When she founded this section in South Africa, there was no one there. Pei Zhi was not a member of the magazine, but her long-term cooperative relationship and other private reasons made her go to fill the gap and stay for two years.

Of course, it doesn't take that long to take a regular field trip.

Jiang Ruizhi knew a little about the reasons here, and he picked and selected with Pei Zhi for a whole morning, but did not mention the other word.

Until the lunch break, Jiang Ruizhi kept her for dinner: "Go to the vegetarian restaurant downstairs? I've had a light fast recently."

"It's up to you." Pei Zhi took a sip of lemonade and commented: "I didn't have time to say last night that you are a little thinner. Is it really useful?"

"It's useful. But don't, what else do you want to do if you're just one foot and six feet? Can you give me a way to live?"

The two of them were talking and laughing and going downstairs. There was no one in the elevator. Jiang Ruizhi hooked her neck and leaned into her ear and asked, "Tell me honestly, who sent you here in the morning?"

"Who gave it to me, the taxi master gave it to me."

Pei Zhi answered this, but she thought that the deputy editor was in a bookish manner. She was not the kind of person who likes to report on the news, but she couldn't help but feel guilty and raised a row of metal buttons on her cuffs.

Jiang Ruizhi caught her in a small move: "How dare you lie to me?"

"You know, ask."

"I don't know." Jiang Ruizhi grabbed her finger, "Strictly speaking, I only know half of it. I heard someone say in the tea room in the morning that you were sent by a handsome guy. So nervous? You betrayed yourself, okay?"

“…”

"Tell me quickly, who is that handsome guy? Xu Bei?"

Anyway, Pei Zhi couldn't lie under Jiang Ruizhi's golden eyes. With the sound of covering up when the elevator door opened, she gave in and said, "Thank you."

“…”

It was Jiang Ruizhi's turn to speak in a mess. She widened her eyes, her expression on her face was very complicated. After a while, she breathed again: "Who did you say?!"

Before Pei Zhi could react, Jiang Ruizhi pulled her arm and asked sternly, "Are you crazy? Look at your hand, it's healing and forgetting to hurt, right? Do you still remember that I received you two years ago, what the hell do you look like?"

"——This, this, this, this, this. It's all fucking green."

Jiang Ruizhi grabbed her hand, and the force of pointing her fingertips on several places was light. It was as if the bruises had not yet healed and were afraid of hurting her.

It's not just her, but Xie Xing's wrists tied to her are even more miserable.

But no one saw it as if it had never happened. Jiang Ruizhi would feel sorry for her, but no one would feel sorry for Xie Xing.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Jiang Ruizhi quickly, and she yelled at her: "Where is the phone!"

"exist?"

After snatching her phone, Jiang Ruizhi skillfully opened the ** interface and positioned it: "Don't remember? This! He uses this to track where you go and what you do every day! And the parking space under the tree at the door has almost become his exclusive parking space! Come, go, how long do you stay? What's not under his nose?!"

Seeing Pei Zhi silent, she took a deep breath to calm her mind: "I just hope you remember that Xie Xing's desire for control has reached a pervert. If you are with him, you will be crazy."

The office building was coming and going, and the two of them stood at the elevator entrance for a long time and attracted a lot of attention.

Pei Zhi closed her eyes slightly: "I'm not together. I just met it accidentally last night. And I know everything you said. I'm nothing in his eyes. He just needs a doll with no personality to accompany him."

"Just you know."

Jiang Ruizhi felt a little relieved after hearing what she said. After thinking for a while, she couldn't help but add: "Don't take what men in the world say seriously. If he is shameless and comes back to get back together, don't believe anything you say. Now my little brother in his early twenties is the best at talking nonsense. Do you understand?"

"clear--"

Pei Zhi smiled and cooperated with her tone.

***

After dinner, Pei Zhi was in Jiang Ruizhi's office and spent the afternoon talking about South African cultural customs with her.

When I got off work, I had some problems in the financial section and asked Jiang Ruizhi to contact him. Pei Zhi naturally lost the driver who sent her home.

However, before leaving, Jiang Ruizhi smiled mysteriously at her: "Don't take a taxi, I'll find someone to take you."

Pei Zhi didn't need to go around one more circle to guess who it was when she had sex since she was a child.

She remembered Xu Bei driving a black Jaguar with a long and streamlined body. When she went downstairs, she saw a dark car that was consistent with her memory parked quietly on the side of the road.

Jiang Ruizhi wanted her and Xu Bei to make a couple again and again, probably because she was afraid that she would be Xie Xing's words again.

Xu Bei had already gotten off the car after walking just a few steps towards the car.

He walked around to the other end of the car, with a gentle smile hidden in his eyes: "Are you finished your business? Jiang Ruizhi said you didn't drive, I happened to be nearby, and today I will send documents to Teacher Pei, which is very smooth."

When I saw her, I first explained the causes and consequences of appearing here, and did not put any pressure on the other party.

On the way, it happened... everything was just right.
To be continued...