Meng Weixi and Zhou Qishen fought each other with each other, causing damage to both sides. Two days after Guan Qian finished reporting, Meng Weixi reacted as usual, went to Shanghai to visit the scene of a large IP filming film, and then went to the China Film Bureau to attend a meeting.

The accompanying administrative secretary saw that Meng Wei was normal on the surface, but in fact he was not in good condition. He chatted and laughed in the crowd, and when he closed the door alone, he was often in a daze.

On Wednesday, Meng Weixi had social engagements in Beihu, with a courtyard-style stroke garden style. Although the rockery flowing water is artificial, it is better to have a sense of artistic conception. When you are in it, you will be happy in your body and mind. After drinking for three rounds, Meng Weixi asked the secretary to accompany you and go outside to breathe out.

Enemies are narrow on the road, and meet each other on the narrow road.

The corridor was full of twists and turns, and he walked slowly and saw Zhou Qishen facing him.

Zhou Qishen was also in social activities. When the dinner was coming to an end, he came out to smoke to relieve his fatigue. He slowly pinched the cigarette, picked up the end of his eyes, and walked towards the box next to him.

They are all foxes for thousands of years, and there is no outsider, so there is no need to pretend to be confused. Meng Weixi stepped forward and tightened the door with his hand.

Zhou Qishen sat on a chair, holding the teacup and gently shook it, watching the color of the tea grow from lighter and stronger, and the tea leaves stretched and looser in the water. Meng Weixi sat opposite him calmly, with a calm tone, "I heard that Mr. Zhou was injured a few days ago, and the noise was quite disturbing. Who did it, have you figured it out?"

Zhou Qi smiled deeply, "The villain is like a rat, walking around, why? Mr. Meng wants to donate generously, can he help me?"

Meng Weixi curled his lips, "If you need it, I am not a stingy person. It's just Brother Zhou, I have to remind you that it doesn't matter if you don't know the truth. If you frame the blame, it will damage your identity."

Zhou Qishen's eyes were stubborn, "I am different from Mr. Meng. Mr. Meng is a proud son who needs fame and fortune. I don't need identity. I am greedy for money and lust. I am guarding my own land of only one acre, and no one can get it."

This arrogant and domineering sentence made Meng Weixi angry and pressed his palm against the table, "Your injury has nothing to do with me at all, why did you tell Xiaoxi that I did it?"

Zhao Xiyin's questioning that day was still in her ears. She thought from the bottom of her heart that he hurt Zhou Qishen. Meng Wei's injustice was really sad.

Zhou Qi smiled deeply and said, "I didn't name it. What can I do if she thought of you? Tsk, I didn't know that Meng Di's impression in Xiaoxi's heart was so brutal and violent."

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Zhou Qishen's eyes were also cold for a moment, "When you say this, you should think about yourself. The three words Zhao Xiyin have nothing to do with you five years ago. When it comes to begging for nothing, I am really willing to give in to the disadvantage."

Meng Weixi sneered, "Brother Zhou, what's the difference between you and me now? According to your statement, the three words Zhao Xiyin have nothing to do with you three years ago. None of us is more noble than each other. Her authentic boyfriend was not dead back then. How long have you been thinking about it? What did you really forget about it?"

Zhou Qishen narrowed his eyes slightly, and sparks burst out, "She was my legitimate wife back then. How long have you been thinking about it? Have you forgotten what you have done?"

Meng Weixi's face remained unchanged and he was calm.

Zhou Qishen was angered by his attitude. The reason why he and Zhao Xiyin divorced became a dead end here. A few years have passed, the family has been separated, the lover has disappeared, and there are too many regrets in his life. This is the most expensive thing. Zhou Qishen is not afraid of the future, but he is really caring about the past.

A man has such a small face, nothing more than career and a woman.

He slapped Meng Weixi in the face. Meng Weixi was a gentleman who took revenge. He was not afraid of being too late for ten years. It didn't take so long to return all the loud slaps in the face.

When Zhou Qishen and Zhao Xiyin were determined, the fuss was so ugly. This was a dagger on his heart. To this day, they still secretly dug their bones, reminding them of old injuries.

"In the Spring Festival of 2016, you called my house at midnight. Meng Weixi, do you know what you are doing?" Zhou Qishen almost gritted his teeth, "Do you don't know how to avoid suspicion, or do you know that she is married?"

Meng Weixi's eyes were straight, "When Xiaoxi and I were on vacation in Mangshan, I really thought I didn't see the message you sent to her? Brother Zhou, you have been looking through my friends circle a lot. You can like the updates I posted when I was just together with Xiaoxi. She was mine at that time, not yours!"

Zhou Qishen's face was gloomy and ugly, but he was silent.

"You can use any means to get it, but you don't cherish it. Zhou Qishen, you can take all the good things in the world. Whether you believe it or not, she didn't reply a word to the message I sent her during the Spring Festival in 2016. If you don't trust her, it is your narrow-mindedness and your prejudice. You deserve to lose this good girl. As for now, Zhao Xiyin is divorced and single, it is reasonable for me to pursue her, and I don't need to report to you."

When Meng Weixi said this, he was peaceful and confident, and the laws of heaven were clear.

Zhou Qishen's emotions also faded, his smile gradually emerged, and he stood up leisurely. He supported the table with his hands, leaned his waist slightly, looked straight with Meng Wei, with his eyes shining and hard, "Then try it, lose once, and be prepared to lose the second time. I bet with you, who is Zhao Xiyin's heart on - do you dare?"

Meng Weizhi changed his face, which was very subtle.

Zhou Qishen saw through his confidence at first glance and became more and more disdainful.

He drank the remaining tea, held the bone porcelain cup with his fingers, loosened it and let it fall to the ground and shatter.

The harsh voice ended and closed the unsatisfactory tail. Zhou Qishen looked at the upper hand, but the next second seemed to be so frustrated that he was about to slam the door. Before his hand could hit the door handle, Meng Weixi suddenly said: "Are you looking for someone to investigate, Washington, Los Angeles, where Zhao Xiyin stayed three years ago?"

Zhou Qishen suddenly stopped his steps, unable to move, and his feet were deeply rooted in the ground.

"Do you firmly believe that Xiaoxi gave birth to a child for you?" Meng Weixi said word by word.

Zhou Qishen turned around and punched her, "Can you fucking not worrying about her?! Can you do it anymore?!"

Blood went down the corner of his mouth, Meng Weisi wiped the back of his hand and hit back with his back, "Zhou Qishen! Be your dream of spring and autumn! People like you are not worthy, you are not worthy!"

Meng Weixi burst out like a beast at this moment, pulling Zhou Qishen's collar and pushing him directly to the wall. His eyes turned red, red and bloody - "You have had a child. When you didn't trust Xiaoxi and pushed her to the ground and hurt her, she was already pregnant."

Zhou Qishen's resistance suddenly stopped and his breath trembled, "What the hell are you talking about?!"

"You quarrel with her every day and doubt her every day. You make her exhausted, and she doesn't even notice it. Are you doing human affairs? Ah? Do you still have the face to look for a child? The child has been in trouble for eight lifetimes and is like you a father!"

Meng Weixi still remembers the news that Guan Qian brought last night.

Zhao Xiyin and Zhou Qishen were stolen by a broken glass cabinet while arguing. She went abroad after a simple treatment in a private hospital. Before signing a divorce agreement with Zhou Qishen, she stayed in the United States for two months.

In fact, those injuries are not serious, but they are like a kind of division and a ritual of severing relationships. In a sense, they completely consumed each other's feelings.

There are no more couples in the world, only strangers are left.

Zhao Xiyin always felt unwell during that time. She told Zhao Lingxia that her cycle was abnormal, she came late, and she only shed a little blood every day. Zhao Lingxia couldn't care about so much and insulted Zhou Qishen for twenty-four hours.

At the wedding, he said he was not good to Zhao Xiyin, so he broke his leg. Zhao Lingxia really planned that way and contacted a friend in Beijing and said that he would find some contact and report the amount of money.

As soon as the plan was browsed, Zhao Xiyin entered the hospital.

Zhao Lingxia has never been a mother, and the word "miscarriage" is like a blow.

Guan Qian told Meng Weixi everything he could find. The child had a spontaneous abortion. The hospital said that nature's survival of the fittest may be taken care of carefully and may not be able to be kept. The only mistake was that it was discovered too late and it hurt the body.

Of course, Meng Weixi would not tell Zhou Qishen this part.

No matter how much explanation is, it cannot excuse his husband's fault.

"You keep saying that you love her, but you don't believe her. Your own children and wife can't protect you. Now, where do you have the confidence to chase her again? You bet on me, bet on who she is in, I know I will definitely lose. But it's not you who lose to you, but Xiaoxi's deep affection."

The feeling of turning defeat into victory disappeared, Meng Weixi's voice was trembling, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of himself. He really felt sorry for him, "Zhou Qishen, ask yourself, do you really understand her? How many times did you make her happy in the years she followed you?"

It's quiet.

The occasional movement outside the door became illusory. Zhou Qishen felt like a huge rock was pressed into his heart, not letting him have a gap of breathing and refuting. The old clips broke and reappeared. Zhao Xiyin's crying face, she fell in the broken glass all over the ground, and her decisive eyes on the day she signed the divorce agreement...

When they were quarreling the most fiercely, Zhou Qishen got mad and lost his mind. He asked her without hesitation: "Why, Meng Weixi has been abroad for so long, and you still have to worry about your first love?"

"The message he sent you can become a composition, right? Are you very happy?"

"You are willing to marry me, just to be angry, right?"

"Zhao Xiyin, I will always love you more than you love me!"

One scene after another is pressing down. This is the most heart-wrenching sentence Zhou Qishen has ever said in his life, but now it is like a slap in the face, slapping Zhou Qishen in the face, clearly reminding him how absurd and self-righteous he was back then.

Zhou Qishen suddenly understood everything.

Dr. Ji Furong's flashing words, Zhao Xiyin's health was not as good as before after returning to Beijing, and Zhao Lingxia's sarcastic eyes...

He understood everything.

Meng Weixi released his fists, and the hatred in his eyes continued. When he left, he did not turn his head back and said only one sentence.

"Zhou Qishen, whether you intentionally or unintentionally, you are not a good husband. You don't have the ability to love others, you are only arrogant and arrogant. You don't even understand how to love her. You are so pitiful."

The door opens, and the cold wind whistles in the winter night.

Zhou Qishen's back against the wall, sliding down little by little. He lowered his head, and his shoulder blades stiffened into a silent arc.

When the wind blew, tears fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!