get married?

Zhou Jinxing got married?

The girl said to herself, "His wife is not too beautiful. She is a daughter of a non-ferrous metal group at home. You said that she could make non-ferrous metals such as those controlled by the state, and how big the background should be? They are really a match."

"Not very beautiful, his wife looks very fierce, and she has never seen her laugh before."

"They have temperament..."

The little girls' topics had already begun, and Ding Xiaowei was still stunned and couldn't react.

He thought that Zhou Jinxing might have had a boyfriend in the past, but he didn't expect that he was already married. But then again, he could know what Zhou Jinxing could do.

Ding Xiaowei felt like he had been slapped in the face several times in public, which was painful, numb and embarrassing.

Regardless of whether Zhou Jinxing did it on purpose, he had become a mistress inexplicably? He, a man, became a mistress in a man. How could he encounter such a messy thing?

There was a bipolar air in Ding Xiaowei's chest, and no matter how he told him to calm down, it would not dissipate. He felt sad and angry. The impact of this incident on him was far beyond his control. What he wanted to do most now was to grab Zhou Jinxing's neck and ask him what was going on. Are you playing tricks on me?

While he was fine in the afternoon, Ding Xiaowei used his colleague's computer to search for news about Zhou Jinxing as self-abuse.

He had very little news on the Internet, only a few photos, and some gossip about the Zhou family, which contained content about him. Zhou Jinxing's photos all had a gentlemanly and decent smile, which made people feel good. Only Ding Xiaowei grinned and wanted to go up and bite his neck.

He saw that Zhou Jinxing was now the president of an investment company under Tai'an Group, so he searched for information about the investment company online, and found the address easily.

Ding Xiaowei silently recorded the address on his mobile phone.

If he didn't go to Zhou Jinxing's grandson to ask him clearly, he would be in vain.

When he got off work in the evening, he received a call from Zhan Jiyu.

The child seemed to be considering his words and said carefully: "Uncle Ding, are you getting better?"

Ding Xiaowei pretended to be calm and said, "What can I do?"

Xiao Zhan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Uncle Ding, what are you going to do in the future?"

Ding Xiaowei was silent for a moment, "I'll go find him."

The child said "ah" and hesitated: "Uncle Ding, are you really going to find him? He, he might..."

"No matter what, I have to ask him for a clear answer." Ding Xiaowei gritted his teeth and said, "If he deliberately made me so anxious, I can't beat him to death."

Zhan Jiyu said: "Uncle Ding, there is something I want to tell you, don't be too sad if you hear it..."

Ding Xiaowei smiled bitterly, "Do you want to say that he is already married?"

Zhan Jiyu said in surprise: "Do you know?"

"Um."

"Then are you planning to go? No matter what, he has a family."

Ding Xiaowei said in a deep voice, "Go, mom, I must go. I, Ding Xiaowei, are not so useless. If he plays me sincerely, I will not be able to sleep well if I don't teach him a lesson."

Zhan Jiyu chuckled, "Uncle Ding, then you go, I support you."

Ding Xiaowei also forced a smile, and suddenly his nose felt sore, "Little Zhan, you said I was okay, I am so adult... There is nothing I can't resist, but what should I do with my daughter? She misses him every day."

Zhan Jiyu took a deep breath and said slowly: "Uncle Ding, if you are willing, I will play with Lingling in the future. I will not disappear suddenly, nor will I... I, I like children very much anyway."

Ding Xiaowei was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Xiao Zhan. You will come to my house to play in the future. If Lingling gets familiar with you, she might be able to forget him."

"no problem."

When he went to the kindergarten to pick up Lingling after work, Lingling's teacher told him that Lingling was in a low mood recently and would cry for a little bit of things, and she was not as cooperative as before when practicing speaking.

When Ding Xiaowei led Lingling home, she saw her head lowered and looked depressed.

Ding Xiaowei looked at the discomfort, stopped, squatted in front of her, and hugged her little shoulder, "Lingling, why are you so unhappy?"

The little girl looked at him and gestured, "Don't Uncle Zhou want us anymore?"

Ding Xiaowei felt sad, and he smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou also has his own life. He also has to work and is busy. After a while, he will come to see us."

"But why didn't he call? I can hear it."

"Because..." Ding Xiaowei replied arduously: "Because he... is too busy and can't take time..."

"You always say that your mother is very busy, but she will also call me, why don't Uncle Zhou call me?"

Ding Xiaowei felt that he could not make up any more, and every word from his daughter hurt like a heavy punch to his heart. But how dare he tell his daughter that Uncle Zhou didn't want us anymore, and he might have forgotten us a long time ago, and he wouldn't come back because he has his own home.

Ding Xiaowei picked up Lingling and pressed her little head on his shoulder. He didn't dare let his daughter see the expression on his face, so he could only repeat the lie of lack of confidence, "I will be beaten in a while, Lingling, don't be anxious."

After Ding Xiaowei sent his boss to a meeting, he had an hour's leave. Before he gave up, he drove into the parking lot of Zhou Jinxing's company in one breath.

Ding Xiaowei walked into the building with a calm face, and was stopped by the security guard after walking a few steps.

"Hello, sir, who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for Zhou Jinxing."

The security guard was stunned for a moment, "Sir, please go to the front desk. If you have an appointment, they will take you up."

Ding Xiaowei walked towards the front desk, and the lady in a white professional attire smiled and looked up at him.

Ding Xiaowei tried his best to suppress the hostility on his body and said politely: "Hello, Miss, I'll look for Zhou Jinxing."

"Hello, you are looking for Mr. Zhou. Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

The front desk lady said: "Sir, if you don't make an appointment, I must ask Mr. Zhou for instructions first, but Mr. Zhou is not here now. If it is convenient, you can leave the contact information and I will report to Mr. Zhou."

"He's not here?" Ding Xiaowei suddenly felt as if he was exhausted, his heartstrings tensely relaxed, and he felt like he was exhausted.

He was eager to see Zhou Jinxing, but he was also afraid to see him.

The front desk lady pushed the paper and pen in front of him and smiled: "Sir, please leave your contact information and name."

Ding Xiaowei waved his hand, "He, when will he be back?"

"I don't know this."

Ding Xiaowei looked at his watch, "I'll wait for him here, wait for him for a while."

The front desk lady looked at him in embarrassment, and was about to speak, when her eyes suddenly floated behind him, "Hey, Mr. Zhou is back."

Ding Xiaowei paused and turned his head stiffly.

A group of people walked in through the main entrance in a mighty manner. They were all wearing suits and ties, serious and serious. One of them was Zhou Jinxing.

They didn't even look at the front desk and walked straight to the elevator.

Ding Xiaowei's mind appeared briefly from the moment he saw Zhou Jinxing, and he shouted: "Zhou Jinxing!"

The body surrounded by forward paused for a moment, stopped, and then slowly turned his head.

Ding Xiaowei felt his blood boiling, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He felt that he should ask him why he had parted without saying goodbye, whether he was deliberately playing tricks on him, or at least he would curse, "You are not dead yet", according to his usual style, but he couldn't say a word.

But he never expected that the person who looked exactly like Zhou Jinxing would look at him with a strange look, "You call me."

The people who followed him stopped, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes were nailed to Ding Xiaowei.

Ding Xiaowei felt his face hot, his lips trembled, and he said reluctantly: "Who else is Zhou Jinxing?"

Zhou Jinxing finally turned his whole body around

Everything he knew about this person had not changed. He was still handsome and elegant, and now he was wearing a straight suit, which further highlighted his calm and restrained temperament.

But there was no familiar smile in his eyes, and there was no slight fluctuation on his face. He just frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Ding Xiaowei felt a "boom" sound in his mind.

Who are you? He asked who is he? The person who has been sleeping together for more than half a year will not recognize him in a blink of an eye?

Even though Ding Xiaowei had some fantasies about meeting him before, he now all turned into anger.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You ask who I am? Say it again!"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and everyone looked at Ding Xiaowei with a fierce look on his face.

Zhou Jinxing put his hands in his pockets, his eyes staring at him without any hesitation, and repeated clearly, "Who are you? I don't remember that we have contacted each other."

Ding Xiaowei roared angrily: "I'm the fuck you!" As he spoke, the man rushed up and rushed forward in front of Zhou Jinxing in a few big steps.

The people around him did not spend much time from surprise to restoring their movements. Before Ding Xiaowei's arm reached Zhou Jinxing, two men as strong as bodyguards behind him had already rushed out and stood in front of Zhou Jinxing.

Ding Xiaowei hasn't been so angry for a long time. He feels like he is humiliated, abandoned and trampled in public. Is the old love he tossed and turned to be missed in other people's eyes? He dares to say that he doesn't know him!

He waved his fist and smashed it at the oncoming bodyguard. The bodyguard was quite calm. He grabbed his fist and twisted it hard. Ding Xiaowei's arm was twisted behind his back. Another bodyguard rushed up and clamped his other arm.

Ding Xiaowei was furious and struggled hard, kicking his legs randomly, "Zhou Jinxing, I fuck your mother, are you playing tricks on me! You said, are you playing tricks on me!"

The two bodyguards pressed him directly to the ground. Ding Xiaowei's face pressed against the cold marble floor. He looked at the security guards who came out from somewhere and ran towards him horizontally.

It was the first time he had grown up to such an extent that he was so embarrassed that he was pressed on the floor in such a high-end office building, making him look more and more like a fool.

Ding Xiaowei's face turned red. No matter how thick his face was, he could not continue to scold him.

He heard someone ask, "Call the police?"
To be continued...