In the conference room.
Qin Zhigu looked at Lu Weixi, who was engrossed in her documents, with a hint of melancholy in his expression.
He had not heard the sound of Qin Zhiyou and her bumping the door last night, but he wasn't blind. Now, as Lu Weixi leaned over, a few faint red marks on her fair swan-like neck were silently displaying something.
Moreover, when he arrived at the company today, he saw from a distance that Qin Zhiyou's car was parked below. When Lu Weixi got out of the car, she was held by him. They were obviously very close.
Five years ago, the sight of these scenes was so disturbing that he had to leave China. Not long after he left, he found out there had been a misunderstanding between him and Lu Weixi, and the one who led the misunderstanding was the seemingly harmless and pitiful Cai Yiren beside him.
Qin Zhigu was filled with hate, regret, and resentment, all towards himself. After watching them get married, he left the very next day.
