She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Chapter 912

I gripped the steering wheel tightly, and the blood in my body froze.

I thought back to what Zeng Zhi had said earlier.

When he hurried over to find Wu Ling, in addition to saying sorry to Wu Ling, he also said, "Brother Zhou's situation is too serious."

At that time, I was fully focused on calming Wu Ling's emotions and didn't notice Zeng Zhi's words at all, but at this moment I suddenly caught this detail.

Hospital bill receipt.

The situation on Zhou Hanzhi's side is too serious.

Is Zhou Hanzhi in the hospital due to serious injuries? That’s why Zeng Zhi has to stay there day and night and has no time to accompany Wu Ling.

So, why was Zhou Hanzhi injured? Was he punished by Old Madam Zhou?

The dream from before resurfaced in my mind, and my worries skyrocketed. I was so anxious that I didn't hesitate at all. I took out my phone and sent a message to Zhou Hanzhi: "Where are you? I want to see you, now."

no reply.

I was getting so impatient waiting that I couldn't help but give him a video call directly.

I can't wait any longer, not even for a second, I must get a definite answer.

Until someone came over and knocked on my car window: "Are you going to leave or not? If not, move out of the way. There are cars behind us!"

It suddenly occurred to me that I had parked the car directly in the middle of the road and was so busy sending a message to Zhou Hanzhi that I didn't even hear the horn of the car behind me.

I moved the car to the side of the road and continued to make the video call to Zhou Hanzhi.

No one heard.

I lost my patience and called Zhou Hanzhi directly.

I won't ask Zeng Zhi in a roundabout way. I want him to tell me directly where he is, what happened, and whether he lied to me before.

However, this time, a mechanical female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, the number you dialed is turned off."

Shut down.

No wonder my message fell on deaf ears.

But I still felt uneasy, and I even wanted to call Shen Hualan to ask her about Zhou Hanzhi's specific situation.

But it's the middle of the night, Shen Hualan should have gone to bed, and it would be rude of me to disturb her.

I could only try hard to suppress my impulse and looked through the entire address book, but I couldn't find anyone who could contact Zhou Hanzhi, nor anyone who knew his current situation.

I can't even find anyone to tell about my feelings at this moment.

Those emotions in my chest were like the surging sea water, sweeping and crashing, but gradually they calmed down and cooled down a little bit in the night breeze blowing in through the window.

My blood turned cold, and I woke up belatedly and felt lucky.

Fortunately, I didn't impulsively call Shen Hualan to ask about Zhou Hanzhi's situation. Shen Hualan has always been unwilling to see Zhou Hanzhi and Lin Xixi together. She has been trying to get Zhou Hanzhi and I back together, even disregarding my and Xiao Ye's boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. If I had really made that call just now, she would have been even more enthusiastic.

I was also glad that I didn't get through to Zhou Hanzhi on the phone just now.

I shouldn't continue to be entangled with him.

But my heart, deep or shallow, can never let go. As long as I close my eyes, Zhou Hanzhi's face will appear in front of me.

Have I been poisoned?

Meng Nanxu, wake up and stop thinking about that man. He is not the person you should be thinking about. Don't forget that you are engaged to Xiaoye.

Please consider Ono's feelings and put yourself in his shoes. If you were Ono, how uncomfortable would you feel knowing all this?

Don't make him sad.

After a long time, I don’t know how long, my frozen body finally understood, and my chaotic mind finally became clear. I put down my phone, gripped the steering wheel tightly, started the car, and drove slowly towards home.

The night breeze was cool, blowing on my face and through my hair, making me more awake.

In fact, whether Zhou Hanzhi was injured, whether Old Madam Zhou punished him, or how serious his injury was, had nothing to do with me.

Our relationship, even at its most intimate, is just that of friends, and I shouldn't care so much about him.

Well, not paying attention.

The next day at noon, I finished the work at hand half an hour early, tidied my clothes and hair, and walked out of the office with my bag.

But he ran into Wu Ling head-on.

"Xuxu, where are you going?" She seemed to have something to talk to me about. When she saw me leaving, she looked surprised, but soon turned into suspicion. "Xuxu, you left so early, aren't you going to meet Zhao Feihan?"

I really didn't expect Wu Ling to be so sharp and guess the truth in one go.

But I quickly reacted and laughed, "Sister, what are you talking about? Didn't we agree last night that Assistant Zeng would go in my place today? I won't go by myself."

"What about you?" Wu Ling was skeptical.

"I promised my godmother that I would have lunch with her at noon today, so I left early. Sister, this doesn't count as leaving early, right? I can work a little longer overtime in the evening and make up for the time." I answered easily and naturally, and even made a joke to her.

"What are you talking about, Xuxu? Don't joke like that with your sister." Wu Ling really scolded me, and then relaxed. "So you're going to have dinner with Aunt Zhang. Well, I wanted to have lunch with you."

"Some other day, I'll eat with my sister some other day." I smiled and hugged her, looked at her complexion, and teased her, "Well, it seems that Assistant Zeng accompanied my sister well last night. My sister's dark circles have disappeared. It seems that Assistant Zeng still needs to accompany her more in the future, so that my sister will become more and more beautiful."

"Go away and stop teasing me." Wu Ling blushed, but her eyes could not hide the sweetness and joy.

I let go of her at the right time: "Okay, then I won't accompany my sister anymore. I have to leave quickly."

"Okay, don't let Aunt Zhang wait anxiously." Wu Ling patted my shoulder.

I carried my bag, walked out of the company quickly, and drove to the private restaurant.

Zhao Feihan arrived earlier than me. I arrived ten minutes early on purpose, but when I got there, he was already waiting for me in the private room.

The moment he pushed open the door, he stood up and smiled at me: "Poor little thing."

At that moment, I stopped where I was, looking at the unusually tall man with a bandit-like smile, I was actually in a trance.

It's like our first meeting.

That time was at Shiweiju. I recognized him in the bathroom and excitedly brought him into our private room. We sat together and chatted happily.

He smiled at me in the same way, with a hint of tenderness in his banditry, and called me, "poor little thing," with a hint of doting.

It was only two months away from that day.

In such a short period of time, our relationship has changed dramatically.

When I met him again, he could still smile as before and called me poor little thing, but when I looked at him, I felt very sad.

How did it become like this today?

How could it change so quickly?

I looked at him and had so many deep feelings in my heart.