C3 A Special Business

"I... We'll talk about it later. "

Wang Wei hesitated for a few seconds and then hung up.

Back to the bedroom.

Wang Wei went back to bed and looked at Zhao Hui, who was in silk pajamas. He opened his mouth but did not say anything in the end.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Hui tilted his head and looked at Wang Wei, saying with disdain, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. Zhao Hui tilted his head and looked at Wang Wei with disdain, and said with disdain," If you have to say it, say it quickly.

"No, nothing."

Wang Wei bitterly opened his mouth and shook his head. Then, he laid down on the bed and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Hey, don't sleep yet, let me tell you something!"

Zhao Hui looked at Wang Wei, who was lying on the bed, and casually kicked him in the blanket. "I will be accompanying the general manager for a week in a few days. You'd better not take too many women home, or I'll divorce you!"

After thinking for a few seconds, she suddenly said with disdain, "However, based on your current state, I don't think there are any women who would fall for you."

Wang Wei did not open his eyes.

However, the palm under the blanket gradually clenched into a fist, its protruding nails stabbing into the flesh. The pain on the hand was not even a thousandth of the pain in his heart.

"… …"

In the next few days, Wang Wei drove as usual.

He left home at 5: 30 in the morning and returned home at about 12.

If he was lucky, he would be able to eat a hot meal.

If he was too unlucky, he would have to eat instant noodles.

A few days later …

Zhao Hui woke up half an hour earlier than usual and dressed up beautifully. He then carried his luggage and planned to leave.

Sitting at the dining table, Wang Wei asked, "Should we eat breakfast at home before leaving?"

Zhao Hui looked at the greasy shredded bun and soy milk on the table with disdain and said half-heartedly, "Forget it, Director Wang is waiting for me downstairs by the car, so I won't eat it. I'll eat something outside later."

She took her suitcase and left the house.

"..."

Fifteen minutes after Zhao Hui left.

Wang Wei finished his breakfast.

After putting the leftover breakfast on the table into the refrigerator, he put on an old, slightly warmer down jacket and left the house.

The weather outside was getting colder and colder.

"..."

Noon.

Wang Wei stopped the taxi at a temporary stop in front of a certain residential complex.

After having their lunch with some bread that they brought from home, just as they were about to send off, a middle-aged man aggressively walked up to the taxi.

After the middle-aged man got on the car, Wang Wei asked, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Catch the traitor!"

The middle-aged man's voice was violent, "That bitch, she said this morning that she was accompanying the boss on a business trip. Or maybe my brother called to tell me that he saw her cuddling in the hotel. I don't know how long my green hat will last."

After saying that, he felt that it wasn't good to speak of such an ugly family. He glared at Wang Wei and said, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and drive!"

Wang Wei said helplessly, "You have to tell me the name of the hotel."

"To the Chaoyang Hotel!"