Zou Qianen's cell phone was not in front of her, and it was an hour later when she received the message.

The painting she drew in front of her came to an end, and she had free time to play with her mobile phone.

Ye Fanshuang: "【Picture】"

Ye Fanshuang: "I will come to the commercial cocktail party instead of Mr. Ying. Guess who I saw? Your fiancé Wenchao, that woman was there too!"

Ye Fanshuang: "I'm observing in secret."

Ye Fanshuang: "Your fiancé nodded at her and ignored her again, and she gave a good comment."

Ye Fanshuang: "Damn, I shouldn't have come to the Laoshizi commercial cocktail party. I met my ex-boyfriend and I also had a little star around me. What kind of cocktail party is so weird, and my ex-girlfriend and ex-boyfriend are all gathered together!"

Ye Fanshuang: "I won't say anything, I'll leave first."

Zou Qianen read the messages sent by Ye Fanshuang one by one, then turned to the picture in front, clicked on it and enlarged it. It was indeed Wen Chao and Yu Jing.

Under the dazzling crystal chandeliers, everyone's face was shining. Wen Chao was wearing a black suit and holding a goblet in his hand, chatting and laughing with others. Yu Jing was wearing a milky white one-shoulder dress, standing beside Wen Chao, smiling at him.

Those who didn't know about it thought that Yu Jing was Wen Chao's female companion and accompanied him to attend the cocktail party.

Zou Qianen looked self-abuse and repeatedly observed this photo without missing any details. Static pictures can easily capture details, such as Yu Jing's eyes looking at Wen Chao, tenderness and love.

Last time, Ye Fanshuang said in the group that since Yu Jing dared to provoke in front of the Empress of the Palace, it means that she could not be content with herself. As expected, she came to Wen Chao.

Zou Qianen had a slight look on her face, and there was no emotion in her eyes.

If it was natural for Wen Chao and Yu Jing to get together, then the beginning of her and Wen Chao was equivalent to pouring two scoops of unrelated water into the same tank. After a long time, the two scoops of water were left to merge, and there was a little bit of water flowing. However, Yu Jing's appearance was like throwing a stone into the tank, stirring up the calm water surface ripples.

Zou Qianen held the phone and his fingers stiffly tapped the 26-key input method, poking it out word by word.

"Are they still together?"

After Zou Qianen sent Ye Fanshuang a message, he pressed his fingers against his lips and his teeth unconsciously gnawed on his knuckles.

She doesn't want to seem petty, but sometimes curiosity can really overwhelm everything.

Ye Fanshuang quickly replied: "Miss, why are you replying to me now? I am not in the banquet hall, and I am in the lounge upstairs, hiding from my ex-boyfriend."

Zou Qianen: "I'll just ask."

Ye Fanshuang: "According to my observation at that time, Wen Chao had no special care for the woman."

When communicating with others, Wen Chao had a polite smile on his face. He even had a light expression when he treated the woman. He did not deliberately keep a distance and was suspicious, nor did he act too intimately. His every move was gentlemanly and he was very calm. From Ye Fanshuang's perspective, he had a bit of appreciation for Wen Chao.

Of course, she is a bystander and is not qualified to evaluate anything. Zou Qianen is the party involved, and her feelings are the most important.

Ye Fanshuang asked: "Did you eat it?"

Zou Qianen: "No."

Ye Fanshuang: "Why do I help you go to the banquet hall to stare at them and report the situation on the scene to you anytime, anywhere?"

Zou Qianen was amused by her and her mood improved slightly: "Forget it, you have to hide from your ex-boyfriend, don't show up, it's very embarrassing if you meet."

Zou Qianen knew very well that Ye Fanshuang's first relationship was more tragic than the second one. Her ex-boyfriend should be her first love in college. She was caught off guard in a commercial cocktail party, and she could imagine how embarrassing it would be. Especially when her ex-boyfriend also had a partner, she showed off her invisibly.

Ye Fanshuang sent a voice message: "What am I embarrassed about? The person I should be embarrassed about is him. My mother cheated on him, and the girlfriend I was looking for was very beautiful."

Zou Qianen: "Why are you hiding if you are not afraid of embarrassment?"

Ye Fanshuang: "I was upset when I saw him, afraid that I could not help but step forward and pour wine."

The two chatted a few times, and Zou Qianen came out of the studio, went back to the room to take a shower, lay on the bed, staring at a certain place blankly, staring blankly.

She picked out the sweetest one from the stack of novels on the bedside table and opened it to relive it. The faces of the male and female protagonists in it automatically switched to Wen Chao and Yu Jing, which was simply a ghost.

Zou Qianen put the book aside and threw it aside, it would be better to be free to lie down on the body.

She groped and picked up her phone, clicked Wen Chao's chat interface, and typed a line of words in the input box. After a while, she pressed the delete key and deleted them all. While thinking about it, she still felt that it was inappropriate and deleted again...

After repeated several times, Zou Qianen was a little broken.

If she sends a message to ask Yu Jing, would Wen Chao misunderstand that she is monitoring him? Or, he thinks she doesn't trust him? It may also make him think she's making a big deal.

Zou Qianen bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and meditated for a while, but in the end the message was not sent out.

She lay on the bed, rolled up the quilt and tossed it over and over, like a pancake.

After drawing all day during the day, her body and brain were very tired, but she didn't want to fall asleep. I don't know if she was competing with her or was waiting for Wenchao unconsciously.

After all, she waited until her upper and lower eyelids were stuck together, and there was no movement outside the door.

——

The next day, Zou Qianen woke up in the sunshine. She squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of the window in a daze, realizing that she forgot to close the curtains last night.

She slept too late, so she didn't hear the alarm she set.

Zou Qianen touched her phone and turned on the screen. The time displayed on it was 9:10. The light ignited in her eyes went out in an instant.

Usually at this time, Wen Chao is already in the company.

He has almost no weekend to speak of, he is busy every day and occasionally free. Besides, today is not a weekend, it is the busiest Monday.

Zou Qianen packed up and went out of the room. When Yao's mother saw her, she paused her work: "Get up, I'll cook breakfast for you."

Zou Qianen: "Yes."

Yao's mother knew that she had received an important order recently and was spending all day painting in the studio. Her work and rest were not regular, so she did not wake her up and let her sleep well.

While filling the pot with water, Yao's mother reminded her to take care of her health.

Zou Qianen stood at the kitchen door, pulling the door frame with his hands, and asked inadvertently: "Did Wen Chao come back last night? I didn't hear any movement."

"You talk about him." Yao's mother covered the pot and turned around and said to her as soon as the water was boiling. "He didn't get home at around 2 a.m. last night, and I just heard it when I got up at night. This morning was the same as before, and I went out just after 8 a.m.."

Zou Qianen's expression suddenly became clear.

Yao Ma set up a pot again and heated the stewed beef made yesterday as a topping for noodles.

Zou Qianen took her slippers to the restaurant and sat down. After waiting for a while, Yao's mother brought her a bowl of steaming beef noodles, a pair of noodles, a few small vegetables, and a full amount of beef. The beef was stewed at home, soaked in the soup for a night, heated it up again, and it completely tasted.

Yao's mother said, "When you finish your meal, it's almost ten o'clock, will I make lunch later?"

"good."

Zou Qianen used chopsticks to pick up the noodles, followed by a spoon, and ate very politely.

After a bowl of beef noodles, she took her cell phone into the studio and sat on the lift chair in front of the easel. She was in no mood to draw and looked down at her phone.

In fact, she didn't know what to watch. She clicked on several social software back and forth, browsing useless messages.

There was news pushed by the browser above the screen. Before she could see the title clearly, she subconsciously clicked in and was about to exit, but her eyes were attracted by a photo.

Looking at the title again, it was a gossip news about the newly-held ruler of the Wen Family Group. The editor wrote thousands of words, all of which were exaggerated words, with the purpose of attracting attention.

Some people in the hot comments said: "Wen Chao was engaged earlier, where did he get his mysterious girlfriend? I remember that photos of his engagement on Christmas Eve last year were circulated, and netizens also commented on the Golden Boy and Jade Girl. His fiancée seemed to be a wealthy family daughter."

Lou Zhonglou replied: "Now these young men are more good at playing than the other ones."

"Strange, it doesn't hurt you if you put your beautiful fiancée, but you're sorry for the flowers and plants outside."

"Business marriage is not all for profit. Maybe his fiancée has known for a long time. They just need to live a good life in public."

...

Zou Qianen didn't look down, locked the phone screen, closed her eyes and calmed down for a while, and opened it again. The people in the photo were Wen Chao and Yu Jing.

It's not their previous photos, but they were taken last night.

The two people were dressed exactly the same as those sent to her by Ye Fanshuang. Wen Chao was wearing a black suit and Yu Jing was wearing a milky white one-shoulder dress.

The two stood in front of the car, behind them was the brightly lit hall, and in the distance was the traffic light. They were in a quiet place, looking at each other.

The editor’s word is “sighting each other affectionately”, but Zou Qianen felt that the two of them could not see clearly between a distance, so where did the “feeling” come from?

——

When Wen Chao was processing documents in the office, his assistant knocked in and explained to him about the online affairs.

Wen Chao is different from a celebrity with his own traffic and has not returned to China for a long time, so his scandals did not cause any uproar on the Internet, and only a few social platforms and public accounts spread.

"Let the Legal Affairs Department contact the relevant accounts that spread rumors first, and they will be limited to twelve hours... No, delete false remarks within three hours, otherwise they will be held legally responsible. In addition, give a reminder to the Public Relations Department and issue a statement to clarify if necessary." Wen Chaohe wrote the documents in front of him and gave the assistant.

The assistant received the order and said yes, and went down to execute it.

Wen Chao pressed his eyebrows and talked to Lu Xun too much about his new company last night, which made him not have a good rest. His head was dizzy and he relied on coffee to refresh himself.

He picked up his cell phone and called Zou Qianen.

"Sorry, the user you called has been turned off. Please dial again later.sorry..."

Wen Chao was stunned and stared at the phone screen in disbelief. It was indeed Zou Qianen's number. He was dialed correctly. Why did her phone turn off?

He didn't believe it, so he tried to call again, and the other person still reminded the user that the phone was turned off.

Wen Chao felt a little panicked, guessing that she must have seen the news online. Zou Qianen, a girl who is addicted to the Internet, has plenty of time to hang online every day. Others may not have seen it, but she must have seen it.

Originally, he called her to explain the matter.

He went home too late last night, she was already asleep. He rushed to the company this morning to have a morning meeting. As soon as the meeting ended, the assistant sent a bunch of emergency documents, and time was delayed...

Wen Chao had no choice but to call Yao Ma.
To be continued...