He always didn't like people to disturb him when he was working, but he didn't chase Xiao Zi away.

His work is so busy that he doesn't even have time to drink water.

Meng Chen was at his desk sorting out the contract, and Xiao Zi looked at him blankly.

After so many years of separation, he is no longer the same boy as before.

Thirty-year-old Meng Chen and twenty-year-old Xiao 11 are naturally very different.

Meng Chen takes sole responsibility for the Qiao family and helps Josnian shoulder the burden, which can be regarded as a responsibility of the Meng family to the Qiao family.

During this period, calls kept coming in, and Meng Chen was extremely busy.

"Can I help you with anything?" Xiao Zi felt regretful.

"No, you don't understand anything."

"..." Xiao Zi choked back at his words, picked up the handbag on the sofa, and stood up, "Then I'm leaving. Xiao 11 said he would take me to play cards with my friends today."

"stop."

Xiao Zi's figure froze.

"Send this document to Mr. Zhang's office of the Public Relations Department. Send this document to the secretariat of Vientiane Media. As well as these dinners, please call the person in charge and stop talking.

." Meng Chen dug out a stack of documents and contact information and handed them to Xiao Zi.

"Meng Chen, you are looking for trouble!"

"Don't you want to help?"

"You mean it!"

"Take it." Meng Chen still maintained the posture of handing over the documents.

Xiao Zi took the folder from his hand angrily and rolled her eyes at him angrily.

He handed her the car keys again: "Drive my car, be careful on the road."

Xiao Zi took his car keys and left on high heels.

As soon as she left, Meng Chen continued to work.

On the coffee table were the egg tarts and egg yolk cakes she brought over in the morning. She said they were bought on the roadside.

Xiao Zi drove Meng Chen's car to deliver documents, and she was doing things under the banner of Meng Chen's secretary.

secretary?

Fuck the secretary, she is not his Xiaomi.

After leaving Wanxiang, Xiao Zi parked the Cayenne on the side of the road and took out a box of cigarettes from the car.

She forgot to bring cigarettes, and Meng Chen happened to have some in his car.

The cigarette he smoked was relatively strong, and she couldn't bear it after just one puff, but she still had the courage to finish it.

Smoke filled the car. I don't know if it was the smoke or something else. Xiao Zi's eyes were moist. She coughed a few times and grabbed the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white.

She didn't wear heavy makeup today, but her face was extremely pale.

There was a heavy breath in the center of my heart, as heavy as a stone.

She didn't have much of a craving for cigarettes, but after finishing one cigarette, she lit another one.

When did you start smoking? Oh, from that year onwards... I was addicted to both tobacco and alcohol, and I was completely degenerated. It was like falling from heaven to hell, with only endless darkness.

"Meng Chen, just go and die." Xiao Zi suddenly cursed.

As he cursed, a layer of mist filled his eyes.

Tears filled my eyes.

She took another long puff of cigarette. The smoke was so strong that she kept coughing after finishing it.

In the narrow space inside the car, only her lingering smoke was left, endless.

It's quiet all around.

She didn't know how long it took before she put out the cigarette butts, threw his cigarettes into the storage compartment, and drove off the road.

After delivering the documents, she went to the bar on her own, regardless of how many calls Meng Chen called her.

Without anyone to accompany her, she opened a bottle of wine by herself and drank in silence.

Lively and luxurious, the lights are brilliant.

The strong aroma of wine lingered around her, and she drank glass after glass.
Chapter completed!