(Because dogs are allowed inside)
Sorry, Guapi, but please make a sacrifice for your parents' love!
Just as Cheng Jixue set off with the melon rind, Zhang Chaohe ordered takeout.
To soothe his heartbroken heart after being cruelly deceived by that scoundrel, Zhang Chaohe went all out, ordering not only a hot pot cup but also rice cakes, fried chicken, and a Coke bucket!
His commute home from work coincided with the delivery of his takeout, and he took a quick look around his neighborhood as he got out of the car.
It was completely deserted, not a soul in sight.
Zhang Chaohe's domineering CEO-style cold smile.
Very well, go to hell, you bastard!
He angrily carried a bunch of delicious food home, randomly picked a cheesy comedy from the movie library, and then opened the refrigerator to look for ice. But he found that the refrigerator was also neatly filled with Cheng Jixue's homemade beef chili sauce, kimchi, and various kinds of marinated chicken breast that could be thrown into the air fryer at any time.
Zhang Chaohe suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and then angrily slammed the refrigerator door shut.
Hearing the two-legged creatures attacking the innocent refrigerator, Caiye immediately flapped its wings and appeared, intending to trick them into giving it some fresh greens. However, when Zhang Chaohe looked down, he noticed that Caiye was still wearing the brass name tag that Cheng Jixue had sewn on herself.
Zhang Chaohe: Waaaaah, you stupid guy!
Why did I come back? Isn't it better to go home? Waaaaah!
He walked out of the restaurant dejectedly with the ice cube tray in his hand, threw it into the Coke bucket, then mechanically sat down properly and pressed play.
Actually, this movie received pretty good reviews, with many people giving it a "hilarious" rating. However, Zhang Chaohe didn't watch it at all. He ate the fragrant fried chicken and the ice-cold cola with a blank expression, like a heartless eating machine.
However, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Zhang Chaohe paused, deliberately waiting a while before slowly walking to the video screen, wanting to see which idiot it was—
On the small screen, a melon's face was stretched even longer. It circled around the doorway, flashing its signature golden retriever smile ingratiatingly.
Apart from that, there was no one else around.
Zhang Chaohe: I don't know what to say for a moment.
The melon rind wandered around outside for a long time but its big friend didn't come to open the door. It looked extremely depressed, and sadness and sorrow were evident in its warm, dark, grape-like eyes. But it still didn't leave and kept circling around its friend's door.
Zhang Chaohe softened on the spot.
He thought to himself, "I'm speechless. Friends, take a look. This is a classic case of a human being being treated worse than a dog!"
Zhang Chaohe opened the door, and Guapi darted in. Zhang Chaohe quickly closed the door and then listened intently to the sounds outside.
There was no sound outside.
Zhang Chaohe glanced at the enamel knife on the coffee table without making a sound, seriously considering whether excessive self-defense could lead to a lighter sentence and a reduced sentence.
The melon rind accurately sensed the big friend's sadness. It circled around Zhang Chaohe a few times, then started pouncing on him and playing, seemingly trying to cheer him up.
It should have been a happy occasion, but Zhang Chaohe felt incredibly sad. He pinched Guapi's soft, large ears, found Guapi's favorite dog food in the storage room, and the two of them sat in front of the projector to continue watching that boring comedy.
As a result, Guapi couldn't sit still. After staring at the TV for a while, it got bored and ran around the room. Zhang Chaohe was afraid that if he looked at Guapi again, it would do something that was not in line with his domineering CEO status, so he forced himself to sit still.
The next second, something shocking happened to the goose.
The doorbell rang again. Before Zhang Chaohe could even think about how long he should delay before going over, Guapi had already become a bolt of lightning, and with the crisp scratching sound of its paws on the ground, it suddenly rushed towards the door!
As Zhang Chaohe stood up in shock and lifted his leg to go over, Guapi had already skillfully stood up, scratched at the door with his front paws, and pressed down hard!
The door popped open instantly!
Zhang Chaohe stared in disbelief: ? ?
Oh? Let the child take the college entrance exam; don't delay their chance to go to university!
This time, Cheng Jixue stood outside the door... Guapi took the initiative to surrender to the enemy and let the wolf into the house, and even thought he had done a great job. He happily ran back and forth in front of the two people, his long dog face full of "Praise me!"
Finally, with the help of an inside man, Cheng Jixue, who had successfully broken through numerous obstacles and was getting close, looked at Zhang Chaohe with a pained expression, his eyes seemingly filled with unspoken words. The next second, he strode closer, grabbed Zhang Chaohe's wrist, and pinned him against the wall of the projection screen!
Colorful and humorous videos were projected from a projector whose indicator lights were steadily flashing, falling on the two of them like rainbows and stars.
Cheng Jixue trembled all over, a thin layer of red tinged at the corners of his eyes, struggling in agony like a suffocating fish or a drunken bear. He buried his nose in Zhang Chaohe's neck, his voice muffled and low, as if tinged with a sob: "I know you're angry, but could you...?"
The next second, the familiar blow struck again! Cheng Jixue hadn't eaten all day, and this punch landed squarely on his abdomen, causing him to almost curl up in pain on the spot!
He was about to seize the opportunity to speak firmly when he saw Zhang Chaohe looking at him strangely: "Are you going to say something like 'Forgive me, I'll give you my life'?"
Cheng Jixue: He paused awkwardly for a moment: "Is there really such a saying?"
His initial plan was to see how things went, and if things didn't go well, he would say some of the golden quotes from "Ten Sweet nothings your wife loves to hear".
Zhang Chaohe also fell silent: Damn, red-eyed, hip-pinning literature?
I can't do this... I really can't do this!!
Zhang Chaohe's other hand was still restrained—even though Cheng Jixue was in so much pain, she didn't dare to let go of his two hands. He had no choice but to subconsciously add a counter-grappling move.
Then, Cheng Jixue and Guapi, who were finally forced to give up, were packed up and thrown out of the house.
Just before the door closed, Zhang Chaohe said to him expressionlessly and calmly, "Get out."
Red-eyed, hands-on-hips, life-or-death literature, no, no, no)
A note from the author:
They've been trying to make peace, and even sent out special forces soldier Guapi;
Hmm...it seems...
Big Goose: Red-eyed attackers are outdated (hands on hips);
Inspired by a Maine Coon cat opening the door for its clueless owner who didn't have their keys >w<
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 84
Cheng Jixue, who had been punched out of his house, sat with Guapi, like two unfortunate brothers, at the entrance of Zhang Chaohe's elevator, looking worriedly at the torrential rain outside.
Because it was late and mosquitoes were rampant, both the person and the dog looked quite disheveled.
Zhang Chaohe, who was inside the room, could no longer watch the movie. He stood up, swung his arms, and paced around a few times before sneaking a peek through the viewing mirror.
Very well, still no one is here.
Zhang Chaohe threw away the takeout box, sneered, and returned to his bedroom, throwing himself onto the bed, trying to numb himself with sleep... Everything today felt so much like a dream; before it all happened, he couldn't even imagine what might have happened today.
And, we deeply mourn the passing of Mr. Cheng Jixue today at the age of twenty-six.
However, because he was too tired today, Zhang Chaohe missed his phone notification in the middle of the night—the poor phone vibrated like a spinning top, but still couldn't pull its exhausted owner out of his sleep.
Assistant Chen, who was dragged out of bed in the middle of the night to work overtime, turned green with rage—Little Zhang, unfortunately, had joined hands with the deposed concubine, whom he least wanted to be associated with, to top the entertainment section's trending searches.
Here's what happened: A millionaire wife suddenly decided to go to an aquarium in another city with her boyfriend, so she searched Weibo carefully to check out reviews and photos.
As she was looking around, her gaze was suddenly drawn to a Weibo post by a girl. The post featured a close-up photo of two handsome men, captioned "Envious of love."
Curious, she zoomed in on the photo... and suddenly felt that it looked, perhaps, a little familiar? So she saved the photo with one click and then posted it in a group of like-minded people to ask for their identification.
The girl simply put down her phone and went to take a shower, unaware that this long-neglected photo would cause such a huge uproar.
The story begins with the paparazzi who diligently staked out and dug up exclusive gossip about CEO Zhang. Last time, he secretly took photos of CEO Zhang and Cheng Jixue living together, but was bombarded by netizens. Enraged, the paparazzi used a fake account to infiltrate many CP (couple) fan groups in an attempt to steal intelligence.
And then tonight, he finally got the big juicy gossip he'd been waiting for!
The paparazzi were extremely pleased with themselves—the truth is always in the hands of a minority, and it's time for the foolish masses to open their eyes to the world!
So he triumphantly released the "conclusive" photo... and as he had predicted, the photo indeed topped the trending searches!
As a result, this time, Mr. Zhang seemed to have lost his good temper. Before the paparazzi could prove to the world that he was the only prophet of the dark world, he was ruthlessly suppressed by the Jiasheng PR team. This was because the person in charge of this PR campaign was not Mr. Zhang, who was trying to reason and protect freedom of speech, but Assistant Chen, who was woken up in the middle of the night and was furious!
Assistant Chen clearly didn't want to follow his boss's example and reason with the paparazzi and marketing accounts. He quickly adopted a tactic of covering his mouth, removing the trending topic and planning to go home. His thinking was incredibly simple: his boss had already broken up with his girlfriend; why would he care about such a trivial matter?
The situation quickly calmed down, but Assistant Chen did not expect that his completely different command strategy would break the hearts of countless CP fans that night.
For example, a popular fan of Qiuyue's Weibo post late at night:
[@Yingsuo: Sisters, listen to me, our CP might really... be over. Actually, one photo isn't enough to prove that Hexue and I had a special relationship before the sulfuric acid incident, but look at how Jiasheng handled it! Is it possible that before, because their feelings for each other were still there, even a serious crisis was just a matter of clarification? Now that their relationship has broken down, they can't even let a single photo go... Sigh...]
I have a similar feeling... I feel that Mr. Zhang has been acting so heartless from last time until now, I really, really suspect that they have broken up.
[Oh, this can't be that bad, right? Everyone, don't be too pessimistic. I think maybe it's just that Mr. Zhang didn't want to stay up all night and that's why he resolved the issue so quickly.]
No, I also felt something was off, but I can't go into details. But today I ran into Mr. Zhang at a celebrity's wedding banquet. He even snatched the bride's bouquet! They seem to be deeply in love! How could his popularity suddenly drop in the middle of the night?
[Could they really be getting a divorce? Oh my god!]
...
Assistant Chen felt that these speculations were harmless, since they were only being promoted within a small circle of the super topic, so he didn't interfere.
So when Zhang Chaohe woke up, he was unaware that rumors of his boss's marital troubles had inexplicably spread throughout his social circle. He himself was completely oblivious, and even felt very comfortable after a good night's sleep, and was in a good mood as he washed up and prepared to have breakfast.
Only then did he notice the jumbled list of missed calls on his phone.
Zhang Chaohe:
Even bosses need to rest!
He called Assistant Chen back and learned what had happened last night. Assistant Chen even tentatively asked the boss for his opinion on how he handled the situation. However, Boss Zhang took a big gulp of Want Want milk and said fiercely, "Well done!"
Considering the historical issues—such as the variety show they recorded before—Zhang Chaohe issued the highest order to eliminate all veiled grievances: if there are any issues related to CP (couple pairing), Jiasheng's public relations department does not need to report them; just kill them all!
After getting enough sleep, Zhang Chaohe had made up his mind that as long as Cheng Jixue didn't bother him, he wouldn't put him in a sack, and they could just live out the next few decades in peace and quiet.
(Just like when I made a bad choice of friends, I got bitten by a dog on the street.)
As Zhang Chaohe pondered this, he opened the door. The stairwell was empty. He couldn't tell whether he felt disappointed or relieved. He straightened his tie in front of the clean, shiny elevator door, full of energy, and prepared to head out to work.
Then he stepped out of the elevator and saw a listless figure sitting on the steps of the stairwell. He turned his head slowly and wearily to look behind him as the elevator arrived, and his eyes lit up instantly!
Zhang Chaohe was terrified and instinctively frantically pressed the elevator buttons. Fortunately, his building was spacious enough that Cheng Jixue could only watch helplessly as the elevator doors closed again, carrying Zhang Chaohe up the stairs.
Cheng Jixue, who had been waiting all night, stared blankly at her reflection in the elevator door, which was so bright it could be used as a mirror.
The person reflected in the elevator door had a dark mark under his eye, and his wispy hair hung down, casting a shadow over his deep-set eyes. He not only looked utterly undignified, but also like a mentally deranged killer.
He sighed deeply—Cheng Jixue knew all too well how much of a looks-obsessed person Da'e was… He could even eat an extra two ounces of food if his lunch was served beautifully, not to mention that he was initially attracted to Da'e because he was quite handsome.
Cheng Jixue only hoped that he could quickly gain Zhang Chaohe's forgiveness, then return to the blissful world where Zhang Chaohe had all the privileges granted to him, take a good bath, get some sleep, continue to abuse his beauty, continue to make Zhang Chaohe infatuated with him, and relive the joy of having a wife.