Aren't you going to get a divorce?

Wei He laughed out loud, "Why?"

Ji Chengxiao hugged him, kissed his cheek and neck lightly, half joking and half factually said: "I'm already sick like that, how can I think about anything else."

It was not easy to fall in love with Yu Chaoru, and he never met at night because he was worried about hurting him.

Ji Chengxiao pinched his nose, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You can still laugh?"

Wei He touched his nose, but he didn't know where the courage came from: "I just feel...a bit ashamed."

The majestic young master of the Ji family, how many women dream of climbing into his bed, but...

If you say it, you will probably be laughed out of your teeth.

Ji Chengxiao was so annoyed by Wei He's attitude, it seemed that he loved Wei He too much, and dared to laugh at him by sticking his nose in the face.

Grabbing him into his arms, Ji Chengxiao directly kissed Wei He until he couldn't breathe.

"Fifty steps are ashamed to laugh at a hundred steps. Are you still the same?" Ji Chengxiao raised his eyebrows.

He really couldn't figure out the reason, unless... Yan Muqiu couldn't?

Wei He's smile faded, and he shook his head, "I don't know."

Yan Muqiu would rather go out and mess with him than touch him, Wei He also wants to find out the reason.

Probably dislike him.

The beginning of him and Yan Muqiu stemmed from a misunderstanding.

When Yan Muqiu and Zhong Xin broke up, Yan Muqiu was drunk and ran to the toilet to vomit. Wei He secretly followed because he was worried.

Unexpectedly, Yan Muqiu mistook Wei He for Zhong Xin, and said to him in a crying voice: "I like you."

At that moment, Wei He's heart ached severely.

In the next year, he treated Yan Muqiu openly and secretly, so good that everyone could see that Wei He liked Yan Muqiu.

But Wei He never confessed to Yan Muqiu, he felt that he was not good enough for Yan Muqiu, and he was nice to him just because he didn't want to see him so sad again.

Unexpectedly, Yan Muqiu asked Wei He when he graduated, "Will you still be willing to treat me so well in the future?"

This is a very ambiguous sentence, like a confession but not like it.

But Wei He was overjoyed. At that time, he automatically understood this sentence as what he thought it meant, and mustered up the greatest courage in his life to confess: "I like you."

However, Yan Muqiu just smiled and didn't speak.

Thinking about it carefully, we have been together for many years, Wei He has never heard Yan Muqiu say that he likes him.

Wei He looked at Ji Chengxiao, raised his smile again, and let him go.

These bitter or sweet pasts, including the harm that Yan Muqiu caused him later, are not important to Wei He anymore.

He's going to seal them up and throw them away like trash.

Go fuck Yan Muqiu!

Wei He opened his arms to Ji Chengxiao, and gave himself to this man without reservation.

Please advise me for the rest of my life.

It was bound to be a scorching night.

The next day, Wei He's whole body was sore. He lay on the bed, thinking that luckily he didn't have to go to work today.

Seeing the refreshed Ji Chengxiao coming out of the bathroom, Wei He reluctantly stood up, "I'm going to take a bath too."

Ji Chengxiao put his hand on his head, stopping Wei He's movements, "Are you hungry?"

Weihe paused, then shook his head: "Not hungry."

Ji Chengxiao: "Yes."

He got under the quilt and hugged Weihe forcefully, "Then eat later."

Weihe: "???"

He thought it was over!

There is a saying, if you do not eat meat for three years, you will eat meat for three years.

Wei He didn't know how long he had lived in bed, anyway, when Ji Chengxiao finally had enough to eat, when he went downstairs, everyone gave him a ambiguous smile.

Weihe: "..."

He wanted to get into the hole.

As a result of excessive indulgence, thick dark circles appeared under the eyes of the two of them.

However, Ji Chengxiao's mental outlook is unprecedentedly good, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as spring breeze.

On the other hand, Wei He, he was originally an office worker with a poor physique and not diligent in exercising.

Compared with Ji Chengxiao, he looks like a sick child.

Auntie stewed a lot of tonic soup for him distressedly, looking at his expression he hesitated to speak.

Weihe: "..."

He lowered his head in shame.

Auntie, whatever you want to say, please don't say it.

Shenzhou didn't know where he got the news, so he sent a bouquet of flowers to Ji Chengxiao and Wei He directly, together with a greeting card: "The people of City A sent a congratulatory message!"

Wei He's bundle is: "Xiao Hechao sent a congratulatory message!"

Weihe: "..."

Shame to death.

In comparison, Ji Chengxiao's face was much thicker. He even happily clicked on WeChat, took a picture and sent it to Moments.

Then send Shen Zhou a WeChat message, "The gift money for the wedding is ready."

Shen Zhou: "[Put middle finger.jpg]"

Ji Chengxiao sneered, he didn't care about the malice from the single dog.

Wei He dragged his exhausted body to the company, and Zhang Mianmian stepped forward: "Brother Wei He, are you okay? My ex-brother-in-law said you were sick."

Ex-brother?

This girl changed her words very quickly, and she didn't feel burdened at all.

Wei He smiled at her: "Well, everything is fine."

Zhang Mianmian said: "Brother Wei He, why is your ex-brother-in-law here to help you ask for leave? Are you reconciled?"

Wei He thought that they were going to hold a wedding soon, and it was not easy to hide it, so he nodded: "Yeah."

Zhang Mianmian was very happy, "Great, I'm a big fan of Xiaohe Chaohua! When you divorced, Chaohua almost disbanded. I'm going to post on Weibo, just saying that you are reconciled, okay Weihe?" elder brother?"

"Yes." Wei He didn't want to be misunderstood by everyone.

Zhang Mianmian happily ran away, Wei He sat on the office chair, rubbing his waist.

At this time, Gu Zheng called him, "Wei He, did something happen to you? Why haven't you been on WeChat these days?"

"Ah?" Wei He blushed, stumbling and lying: "No, I'm fine. It's just... busy with work."

"Oh." Gu Zheng at the other end seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Then you go to WeChat to check, everyone @你很晚不听听. By the way, are you going to the class reunion?"

Wei He was confused: "What class reunion?"

Gu Zheng smiled angrily, "Have you been isolated from the world these days?"

It's true to say so, Wei He laughed a couple of times in embarrassment, showing a sense of foolishness.

"Then I'll check on WeChat." After finishing the call with Gu Zheng, Wei He clicked on WeChat.

At this moment, he finally remembered that Gu Zheng had indeed drawn him into a classmate group a few days ago.

classmate reunion?

Wei He has never attended a class reunion, nor did he have a particularly good classmate, so he hesitated whether to go or not.

Before looking at it, he thought it was just an ordinary group of college classmates, until he saw the names of many classmates he knew from the student union.

student union?

In that case, Yan Muqiu might be there, as well as that person...

Thinking of this, Wei He frowned subconsciously, and some bad memories that he had deliberately forgotten were about to stir up, and there was a tendency to come flooding back.

Gathering his mind, Wei He scrolled up and looked at the chat records of the previous few days, because someone @ him.

Speaking of which, Wei He is also the most searched person on Weibo.

The matter between him and Ji Chengxiao was full of turmoil, and it was difficult for everyone to know.

Even Gu Zheng, who confessed blindly at the beginning, was forcibly popularized by others afterwards.

Therefore, when everyone saw that Wei He was pulled into the group by Gu Zheng, gossiping and curious @ him asked a lot of questions.

Classmate A: "@卫荷, aren't you with Yan Muqiu? Why did you suddenly marry Ji Chengxiao?"

Classmate B: "Ji Chengxiao? What the hell is that Ji Chengxiao?"

Classmate C: "Yes, Wei He, both boyfriends are rich, with good vision!"

Classmate Ding: "What are you talking about, you guys are all divorced, and you don't talk too much about other people's private lives!"

Classmate E: "By the way, is Chairman Yan in this group? I don't see him."

Classmate B: "It's true that he's not there, whoever has the contact information of our chairman, pull him into the group."

Classmate A: "@刘仲, does the vice chairman know? Didn't you start a company together?"

Classmate C: "@卫荷, why don't people talk?"

Gu Zheng: "Maybe it's too late, he's already gone to bed."

What follows is some non-nutritive conversation stuff.

Wei He swiped quickly until he saw a name - Liu Zhong!

Wei He's body froze, and his face became ugly, as expected, he was also in the group.

For a moment, Wei He even had the urge to quit the group.

Scattered fragments of memory burst out of the ground, unable to hold back, making him sick to his stomach.

Yesterday's news, Liu Zhong: "I have already booked the time and place. I will send it to the group. If you can go, let me know in the group. I can count the number of people."

He is the organizer, and the restaurant he ordered is very luxurious, and everyone responded positively.

Wei He definitely won't go, he never wants to see Liu Zhong again in his life.

Even for a long time, even seeing the words "Liu" and "Zhong", he would feel physically uncomfortable.

Wei He carefully considered his words, and sent a message: "Sorry, I just had to work overtime that day, so I couldn't go. Have a good time, everyone."

As soon as he said this, many people were blown up. Some people were dissatisfied with Wei He for not speaking for a few days, but now they heard that he didn't even go to the party, and directly posted some weird words in the group.

Wei He didn't even look at it, just set the group Do Not Disturb and exited.

He won't go, whatever they say.

Originally... Originally, he didn't expect them to like him much.

It's been so many years since I graduated from college.

Many friendships fade.

After a while, the phone vibrated, and a message popped up in the window, which was from Liu Zhong.

"Are you really going to work overtime, or are you trying to avoid me?"

Wei He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but after a few minutes, Liu Zhong sent another message: "No, Wei He, you still hate me? How many years ago did this happen, and everyone is an adult, ok? Don't be so fussy ?”

Why is this person so disgusting?

Is this how the word preoccupied is used?

Wei He replied to him: "It's not because of you, I really have to work overtime."

Liu Zhong: "Really? Then I'll call and ask your boss."

!

What does this person mean?

Liu Zhong: "I just had a business cooperation with your company a long time ago, and I saw your name on it, Wei He."

Wei He's face darkened, this person is too much.

He pressed on every step of the way, but he was still able to poke at the place Weihe hated and disliked the most.

Liu Zhong: "Will you go? I'll give you one last chance?"

Liu Zhong: "If you don't speak, it's a tacit consent."

Weihe didn't return.

What he didn't expect was that Liu Zhong directly posted in the classmate group: "I just had a private chat with Wei He. He really has to work overtime, but he said that he can ask his colleagues to help. The party will come, so don't worry."

As he spoke, he also posted a "pen refill" emoticon package.

Weihe: "..."

Liu Zhong: "I'll pick you up from your company downstairs then."

Wei He's eyes were gradually stained with frost, and now, he had to go if he didn't want to.

Is he that easy to bully?

Wei He let out a foul breath, he forced himself to calm down, and told himself that you are not alone now.

Only a few hours after they separated, Ji Chengxiao received a call from his little wife in her 30s.

"Miss me?"

As soon as he heard Ji Chengxiao's voice, Wei He's cheeks became hot: "Yes."

"Cheng Xiao, I have something to tell you."

"Okay, you say."

Hearing Wei He's words, Ji Chengxiao's smile faded away, and his face gradually became serious. Finally, he suppressed his anger and asked in a calm voice: "That Liu Zhong, what did he do to you?"

Wei He held the phone tightly, bit his lips white for a long while, and said in a low voice: "He... tried to rape me."