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Chapter 3 Third Party

Wang Zhangzhu hid behind the door and listened to Chu Huandong and Lin Yurou talking outside. She wanted to go out immediately, but she couldn't help but want to continue listening. The conflicting mentality made her lose the opportunity to go out as soon as possible. Then she heard Lin Yurou's low voice, "Huandong, I have some headaches."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Come on, I'll take you to the hospital." Chu Huandong walked towards Lin Yurou with concern.

Wang Zhanzhu held her hands tightly, and she clenched her hands in a cold sweat. She tried hard to calm herself down and kept convinced herself in her heart that for more than ten years, Chu Huandong's kindness to her was vivid in his mind. There would be nothing between him and Lin Yurou, and there would be nothing... However, even though she tried her best to hold on, her whole body was still shrouded in an unknown premonition.

"...Huandong, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night." Lin Yurou murmured softly and pleasantly.

"Why didn't you sleep well? I miss me..." Chu Huandong said jokingly with a smile, lowering his head and kissing Lin Yurou.

The partition door of the lounge was suddenly opened and Wang Zhanzhu walked out of it, looking at Chu Huandong and Lin Yurou hugged and kissed each other with a pale face.

If the protagonist is not the close lover who was still entangled with her last night, the scene in front of him is really more pleasing to the eye than an idol drama. The combination of a standard handsome man and beautiful woman is wrapped around the man's waist, the man holds the woman's head, and the two are having a passionate kiss.

"You, what are you doing?" Wang Zhanzhu was just an eighteen-year-old girl after all, and she didn't have that good determination and patience. She was so angry that she even had the heart to kill them. She didn't know whether her voice was due to anger or grief, and she trembled slightly.

Lin Yurou, who was wrapped around Chu Huandong, was also stunned. She didn't expect that there would be someone in the room. Her face turned red and seemed to be shocked. She still hugged Chu Huandong's waist with her hands, leaned against Chu Huandong's arms, and looked at Wang Zhangzhu with her charming big eyes.

The calmest of the three was Chu Huandong. At this moment, he only looked a little solemn, his brows frowned, his eyes faded away the tenderness and passion that had just been lingering with Lin Yurou. The setting sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling window, and the golden light was on him. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and the lines of his jaw were firm. On weekdays, he always looked affectionate when he looked at Wang Zhanzhu. At this moment, he felt a little annoyed on his face, "Zhangzhu? Why are you here? Don't you know that it is very rude to peep at others?"

"I'm still very rude to peep?" Wang Zhanzhu sneered in a trembling voice. Chu Huandong's words were like a sharp knife, which suddenly pierced into her heart, and a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout her body.

She covered her chest and gasped, yelling with a high voice: "What about you, what about you? You followed me last night... Now, now you are with her again... What about you? Let her go, let her go..." After all, she is young and has a thin skin. No matter how angry and sad she is, she can't say too sharp words.

"Zhangzhu, stop making trouble. We still have to work. You go back first and I will explain to you when you get home in the evening." Chu Huandong's low and cold voice brought out his usual majesty.

Wang Zhanzhu saw that at this time, Lin Yurou was still leaning in Chu Huandong's arms. Her eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire, and she shouted without saying a word: "Work? You just pull and pull, thieves and prostitutes work together. You are not working at all. No wonder people say that female secretary is a vixen..."

"Zhangzhu, shut up, I don't allow you to say that Yurou!" Chu Huandong's face completely sank, and his eyes were filled with a cold and gloomy aura.

Wang Zhangzhu looked at Chu Huandong who was hugging Lin Yurou tightly, and was dumbfounded. She was not familiar with such a Chu Huandong. This is the real Chu Huandong!

After all, he has been with Xiao Ao Gang's father for so many years. He has experienced countless bloody storms and a natural and dangerous aura. Although he is wearing a well-educated coat, some things in his bones cannot be concealed. The extremely aggressive and unimpressive aura has become natural. Once he becomes tough with her, she will be frightened.

Seeing Chu Huandong protecting Lin Yurou standing opposite him as if she was guarding against the enemy, Wang Zhanzhu suddenly felt ache from her heart, and tears flowed down involuntarily. She asked her what she asked and what she explained. The relationship between far and near was already immediate.

Her shoulders suddenly collapsed, as if she had lost the momentum of just starting a crime, and her voice became much lowered, "Brother, have you ever liked me?"

Chu Huandong did not respond.

"Brother, you speak, have you ever liked me?" At this point, Wang Zhanzhu even weakened his strength in speaking. She didn't know what way she should use to win back Chu Huandong's heart.

"Zhangzhu, I'm sorry, all the kindness I used to treat you was because you were Wang Dacheng's baby daughter, and because I was a adopted son of Wang Dacheng and a chess piece. You also know how cruel and ruthless your father is, suspicious and fickle. If I don't do this, I won't treat you well. Not to mention that I can make this career today, it's still unknown whether I can live to this day."

Chu Huan Dongjun's extraordinary face was helpless and heavy, "Zhangzhu, in this regard, I should thank you. Without your dependence and love for me, he would not trust me so much and neglected to prevent me. In addition, I drank too much last night and did something extraordinary to you. I'm sorry, if you are angry, you can beat me and scold me, and you can do whatever you want to do to me, but this matter has nothing to do with Yurou. Please don't make things difficult for her and insult her..."

Crystal tears fell silently on the snow-white carpet. Wang Zhanzhu didn't know what she felt now. She seemed to hear the sound of something broken. From childhood to adulthood, she believed in him so much, loved him, and wanted to marry him wholeheartedly, but he actually let her down, lied to her, and used her...

Wang Zhangzhu looked at Chu Huandong and Lin Yurou who were still hugging each other, feeling aggrieved and desolate, and her body shook with shiser, and an indescribable chill surged all over her body.

Although she was sad, she was always cautious and arrogant, and she didn't want to let them trample on her last dignity. She thought she must leave here. She clenched her fists tightly and bit her lips hard. It was instinctive to put the Buddha on, but it seemed mechanical. She turned around and slowly walked towards the elevator.

Chu Huandong and Lin Yurou behind her did not stop her, but just watched her stagger forward. When approaching the elevator, Wang Zhangzhu seemed to fall to the ground. Chu Huandong saw her body and moved her body. Lin Yurou pulled him hard. He was stunned, but he still didn't walk forward.

***

Wang Zhanzhu walked out of the president's exclusive elevator with tears in tears. The security guards, receptionists and others outside were all surprised. The young lady who always smiled with a bright spring face, how could she cry so sadly and become so embarrassed!

Wang Zhanzhu, with tears on her face, ignored the others. She ran out of Chutian Group crying and had no clear goal. She just walked blankly on the street like she had lost her soul. Although the weather in the south was hot, she still felt cold all over. The news of Chu Huandong falling in love with her was no less than a bolt from the blue to her. The scene of Chu Huandong and Lin Yurou hugging and kissing each other was like a big hammer crushing her heart.

But even so, Chu Huandong's various appearances kept popping up in her mind. The smiling Chu Huandong, the melancholy Chu Huandong, the gentle Chu Huandong... Every expression flashed alternately.

Looking back now, she could not recall what she fell in love with the eldest brother. She just knew that after the girl's consciousness awakened, she could only see him in her eyes, and no other boy could see him.

For a moment, Wang Zhanzhu really couldn't believe it and could not accept the fact that Chu Huandong fell in love with others. The warm care he had given her was still in front of him. The love he had lingered with her last night had not yet dissipated, so how could it turn into clouds and smoke in the blink of an eye?

He has been by her side for many years, spoiling, loving, loving, loving, and loving her, and not willing to let her suffer any grievances. After her mother passed away, she hugged him and cried all night. He promised her that he would spend his life with her and that no one would leave anyone...

Since childhood, she has been smooth sailing and carefree, and finally realized what heartache is like and what heaven and hell is. Although she loves and ruthlessly loves Chu Huandong, she is young and has not experienced the storms. Once something happens, she still subconsciously wants to rely on Chu Huandong.

She wiped her tears randomly, took out the phone in her pocket, and sobbed that Chu Huandong might have regretted it. She was looking for her everywhere, but the quiet and empty mobile phone screen ruthlessly shattered her innocent fantasy.

Wang Zhangzhu could no longer hold on, so she called Xu Yiming and said in tears, "Xu Yiming—————”

After knowing Wang Zhanzhu for the past few years, this is the first time Xu Yiming heard her crying with him. He was so scared that he asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Stop crying, talk?"

What else can Wang Zhanzhu say at this time? He just cried sadly. Xu Yiming was anxious and afraid, and asked one after another: "Where are you now? Haven't you been looking for your elder brother? Where are your brother?"

It was fine if Xu Yiming didn't mention Chu Huandong. After hearing what he said, Wang Zhanzhu cried even more fiercely. Xu Yiming jumped up on the other side of the phone, so anxious that he wanted to hit the wall and coaxed her and persuaded her: "Stop crying, my aunt, at least you have to tell me where you are?"
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