This was the first time that Zhao Jia felt that Chang Jin was so good at taking care of people. In the past, the two of them would always argue with each other, but tonight, he was being so caring and almost maternal.
The sound of a conversation coming from behind them caught their attention. The middle-aged man said, "CEO Peng, we had a great time tonight. I'll just wait for the contract to be signed tomorrow."
The familiar voice replied, "Okay."
Zhao Jia suddenly felt like she had been caught cheating, so she quickened her pace.
Chang Jin recognized Peng Zezai's voice. He was not flustered and even wanted to turn around and say hello, "Hey, Mr. Peng, what a coincidence. Your green hair looks really good. When did you dye it?"
Peng Zezai's gaze was fixed on the slender figure in front of him. The woman who claimed to love him was actually dating another man at this moment. The corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.
CEO Wu was immersed in the joy of working with Zesheng Group. He invited them in a straightforward manner, "After signing the contract tomorrow, I wonder if you might be able to attend a small-scale cocktail party, Mr. and Mrs. Peng?"
He had long noticed that the famous young master of the Peng family wore a wedding ring on his left ring finger. Moreover, he had worn it for many years. For a family like the Peng family to be able to become Mrs. Peng's woman, they must be from a wealthy family, Moreover, he was very protective of her, so he only dared to invite them to small-scale cocktail parties.
'No, I won't be able to,' Zhao Jia roared in her heart. However, in the next second, she heard the word "Sure."
'Peng Zezai, are you sick?' She did not understand. Peng Zezai did not like her, so why was he still wearing his wedding ring? He probably wanted to avoid unwanted attention, right?
"Then I'll be waiting for you two to come tomorrow night."
Mrs. Peng was very mysterious in Shangjiang City. Very few people knew about her, and even if they knew, they would not dare to publicize it. He was very curious about what kind of woman could make Peng Zezai, a proud and wealthy son, cherish her.
Zhao Jia and Chang Jin walked into the elevator. The six of them followed closely behind. The others in the elevator were all in suits. Chang Jin moved to the side, hiding her petite body in the corner. Under the brim of his hat, he cleared his throat, "Dear, did you enjoy tonight's dinner?"
'Dear? Chang Jin, aren't you afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi? There are surveillance cameras in this elevator!'
When Peng Zezai heard him say "Dear", his gaze darkened. He had underestimated Zhao Jia. If she could not get him, she would cheat on him. Images quickly flashed through his mind. A few days ago, she had dressed up like a university student at school, adding WeChat contacts. Could it be that the person next to her was a university student?
"If you're not full enough, I can take you for supper..."
Zhao Jia pinched his abdomen through the T-shirt. She wanted to skin him alive!
"Be gentle. You're so impatient. We're in the elevator, baby..."
Was Chang Jin crazy? It had been five years since they last met. This guy was so flirtatious. The elevator quickly reached the first floor. Peng Zezai walked out first with his long legs, while the others followed.
"Look at your cowardly face. What are you afraid of? Can he eat you?"
Peng Zezai was not interested in eating her. At the entrance of the restaurant, CEO Wu bowed slightly. "CEO Peng, please."
"You guys go first," he said coldly.
The few of them hesitated, but they did not dare to disobey him. They got into their cars one by one and drove away. The bright light illuminated the dark night. He stood at the entrance and his figure casted a shadow.
Zhao Jia turned and glanced at Chang Jin. "Help! It's all your fault for spouting nonsense just now."
"If you don't want to go back, come home with me tonight. I want to hide my mistress in a house of gold." Chang Jin did not hide his intentions anymore. His gray eyes were wickedly amused as he looked at her.
She was almost divorced and she practically lived alone. No, she lived with a group of servants.
"Get in the car." After Peng Zezai spoke, he got into the car first.
"Be careful of the paparazzi," Zhao Jia reminded him before getting into Peng Zezai's car.
Chang Jin watched the car drive away. He took a cigarette from his pocket and started smoking with practiced movements. He had nothing to fear when it came to the paparazzi. The paparazzi would not steal his love. He took out his phone and answered it.
Peng Zezai's car was still as cold as ever. Zhao Jia crossed her arms and hugged herself tightly. She did not expect Peng Zezai to take off his jacket and give it to her.
Suddenly, he spoke. "I'm still alive. Can't wait to find the next one?"
He had thought that he was a university student, but he did not expect him to be Chang Jin, her childhood sweetheart. If he remembered correctly, when they got married, there was a rumor online that Chang Jin lost control of his emotions on set and left the production team. After a week, he returned and started smoking on set, acting as if he had changed into a different person.
"I've planned this for a long time. I've spent five years of my youth on you. I only had eyes for you. This amnesia might be divine intervention." At the traffic light intersection, she suddenly turned and revealed a faint smile. "Let me stop doing useless things. You won't fall in love with me. I'll forget about you and live a good life."