Chapter 1162 You Are so Hypocritical

Chapter 1162 You are so hypocritical

It rained in the middle of the night, and it continued to rain until the next morning. It was still raining heavily outside the window, like God weeping.

Today is the day when Jin Yuanyuan’s body was cremated. The Wu Fengjiao/Jin Xin couple are heartbroken. The death of their beloved daughter seems to have made them look ten years older all of a sudden, and their spirits have collapsed.

Under such circumstances, it is really inappropriate to store Jin Yuanyuan's body for a few more days. As the saying goes, the dead are great, and they are buried in peace. Tu Xiong came forward and invited professionals from the funeral company to plan and take care of everything from plastic surgery, burial, farewell to the body, cremation, Feng Shui selection of the cemetery, burial and so on.

Zhao Jianhui, together with Long Lingyun, Xu Manli, Dafeng, You Xiaoran, Mei Lin, Zuo Yixuan, Lin Xuanling, Yan Ruirui, Liu Jun, Tu Xiong, and Liao Xiaoqing, escorted Jin Yuanyuan from the morgue of the hospital to the cemetery in Babaoshan Cemetery. Sending her off for the last time.

Wu Fengjiao's former colleagues, Chen Yan, who still works in the Beijing Office, and others also attended Jin Yuanyuan's funeral. Miao Xiaoxian was wearing a black suit, and her original chicken coop-like yellow hair was dyed soft black. Straightforward, with tears in his eyes and a solemn demeanor, he and Mei Lin cried together.

On the tombstone, there is a picture of Jin Yuanyuan looking at everyone with a smile, with a sunny face and a bright face.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Zhao Jianhui murmured to himself with tears in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I can't kill those beasts! But don't worry, I will make their lives worse than death. Your parents will be my parents from now on, and I will They live in retirement!"

The three sticks of incense have been burned to ashes, and there are not many traces of the wine and rain on the ground. Standing blankly in front of the tombstone, Zhao Jianhui stared at Jin Yuanyuan in the photo for a long time, until the sky turned dark, and finally he was standing in front of the tombstone. Ling Yun turned around with worried eyes.

Seeing Wu Fengjiao shaking while standing, Zhao Jianhui quickly came up to support her and asked with concern: "Director Wu, are you okay?"

"Governor Zhao, this is her life, don't be too sad..." Wu Fengjiao comforted Zhao Jianhui in turn. Before she finished speaking, she fainted. Wu Fengjiao tried her best to support her spirit and sent the child to where she should go. Wu Fengjiao really couldn't support it anymore.

A continuous autumn rain slanted over the entire city. Zhao Jianhui and Zhao Xiaoting were sitting on the sofa on the balcony, hugging each other tightly, staring at the darkness in the distance. Autumn insects fluttered blankly under the street lamps, becoming the first victims before the cold winter in this bleak beginning and on this rainy night.

The grinding of her ears and temples made Zhao Xiaoting's body feel slightly warm, and several conscious twists seemed unable to bring Zhao Jianhui back from the silence. After sighing slightly, Zhao Xiaoting gave up the idea of ​​conveying her wishes with her body. He gently held Zhao Jianhui's neck with his hands, put his mouth to his ear and whispered: "I want a son too..."

Zhao Jianhui didn't understand for a moment. He turned around and looked at Zhao Xiaoting beside him. There was already a trace of rosiness on his cheeks. Zhao Jianhui asked unconsciously: "What did you say? What son? Whose son?"

"Of course it's our son? Don't you want one?" Zhao Xiaoting felt a little embarrassed. Women who have been exploited will always have stronger needs. Besides, having children is not a shameful thing.

Zhao Jianhui, who had figured it out, finally showed a smile, looked at Zhao Xiaoting and said, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now. You want a child, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

This sentence contained a hint of provocation. Even Zhao Xiaoting, who was already married, felt slightly shy. She put her head on the man's chest and whispered: "I am alone again." If you can’t give birth, even if you are farming, you still have to plant seeds, right?”

There was a hint of shyness on her extremely charming face, and her little hands boldly and proactively massaged the vital parts. Zhao Jianhui's flames were instantly ignited. It seems that since Jin Yuanyuan's incident, he hasn't been intimate with his women for a long time. Dafeng followed him back to Xichuan Province. Women Ye Qiuyu, Dongfang Wenjing, Zhao Xiaoting, and Fu Di knew that he was unhappy, and they accompanied him to cheer him up every day. However, he was like an old monk who had entered meditation, but he had already I haven’t felt that way for ten or twenty days.

Today, Zhao Xiaoting finally took the initiative, not for anything else, but for this, and Zhao Jianhui also had to give it a good try.

"It's cold outside, let's go inside." A hand got under her pajamas, pinched a little bit and kneaded it gently. Zhao Xiaoting trembled slightly, took a gentle breath, and rubbed her fingertips several times. After moving. There was a drunken expression on his face, and he murmured in a low voice, almost whispering: "Brother, please be gentle, it hurts..."

Zhao Jianhui picked her up and walked quickly into the house. The curtains on the balcony were not even drawn, and the two of them were already entangled in each other's words. You are in me, and I am in you. Perhaps it was because there had been no intimacy for many days, but the man's hand could only massage the grass for thirty or fifty times. Zhao Xiaoting breathed rapidly, her body twisted, and one hand uncontrollably touched the man's Pajama pants pulled down.

Zhao Jianhui turned over and straightened his waist, entering a warm and moist space that was contracting slightly. The tight package made Zhao Jianhui groan. A pair of slender, white and tender legs wrapped around the man's waist uncontrollably, like a python wrapping around its prey. It became tighter and tighter, as if it was about to pull the two of them together. Only when you become one can you give up...

The housing project of Jincheng Municipal Government is so grand that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a grand project. CCTV had no plan to come down for an interview, but it received a call from the Propaganda Department saying that Xichuan Province's economy has entered a fast-growing track this year, especially the post-disaster reconstruction and the provincial capital housing project have been done well, and the superiors are very concerned about this move of Xichuan Province.

Since it is a project that the superiors are concerned about, it must be given high attention. Therefore, CCTV temporarily selected elite soldiers to come down to interview the post-disaster reconstruction of Xichuan Province and the housing project construction of Jincheng City.

A deputy director of CCTV personally came with an interview team, and Xichuan Province attached great importance to it. Le Yanchu, member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Jincheng Municipal Party Committee, personally served as the head of the reception team, and people from the provincial and municipal propaganda departments and TV stations accompanied CCTV reporters and celebrities for the interview.

Zuo Yixuan was also one of the people who came down for the interview. Although the situation with Zhao Jianhui had become like this, she still did not agree to be Zhao Jianhui's lover, nor did she think about deliberately avoiding that person. Her mentality was already very peaceful, but after a busy morning, she still did not see Zhao Jianhui's figure at lunch time, and did not receive a call from him. She was still a little disappointed.

How to say it, it's like a child's toy, usually hidden in a corner, and you can't think of it when you can't see it, but once you see it taken away, you are very reluctant to let it go.

Although this metaphor is not accurate, for Zuo Yixuan, if Zhao Jianhui is around her all day long, she may still think that Zhao Jianhui is a little annoying. However, if she can't see Zhao Jianhui all the time, she misses him in her heart. Every time she thinks of Zhao Jianhui, she has a beautiful vision in her memory. Now that she knew that he was very close to her, but she couldn't see him, Zuo Yixuan felt a little disappointed. She thought that it would be fine even if she could only see him from a distance. Did that bastard really forget about her?

Even she herself couldn't tell what kind of mentality this feeling was. It might be more reasonable to say that it was a pathological state.

After the interview, while waiting for lunch, Zuo Yixuan felt an inexplicable irritation. She said hello to her colleagues and went out alone. The original purpose was just to walk around the street casually, as if to relax. But while walking, Zuo Yixuan suddenly walked to the front of the provincial party committee compound as if possessed by a ghost.

What's wrong with me? Looking at the big sign hanging on the doorpost in front, Zuo Yixuan had a feeling of sudden enlightenment. With a bitter self-deprecating smile, she planned to slowly walk through the gate of the compound and never look back.

The gate of the provincial government compound was very wide, about 10 to 20 meters, but Zuo Yixuan seemed to feel that she had walked for a long time, almost as if she had crossed a century. Although she repeatedly told herself not to look into the yard, she couldn't help but turn her head in the end.

Coincidentally, when she turned her head, Zuo Yixuan's eyes happened to see the man she wanted to see the most at this time. Zhao Jianhui, accompanied by two or three people, was walking towards the parking lot in front of the building.

Zuo Yixuan stood blankly at the door. Perhaps the original purpose of this trip was to catch a glimpse of her beauty?

When Zhao Jianhui saw Zuo Yixuan, he couldn't help but be stunned. Thinking of the interview with CCTV today, he understood the reason why Zuo Yixuan appeared.

In fact, Zhao Jianhui knew Zuo Yixuan's character very well. This was also a woman who was very proud in her bones. This could be strongly felt since he helped her keep the house. Even after the breakthrough between the two, she still refused to agree to follow him, which further proved that she was a very self-reliant and proud girl.

After a slight hesitation, Zhao Jianhui walked towards Zuo Yixuan, and the two men and one woman behind him stopped. Zhao Jianhui walked to Zuo Yixuan's face, looked at Zuo Yixuan standing there looking at him, a little silly, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Reporter Zuo, come down for an interview?"

Zuo Yixuan wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say, just nodded slightly. Zhao Jianhui smiled and said: "You haven't had lunch yet, let's have lunch together, I'm also going to have lunch?"

Looking at him being serious, pretending that there was no abnormal relationship between the two of them, Zuo Yixuan said from the bottom of her heart: "You are so hypocritical."