"Are you... so afraid that I know where you live?" Zheng Zihao was certainly not stupid. Fang Xiao's expression fully demonstrated her distrust of him, which hurt him very much.

"I'm going to move out in a few days," Fang Xiao quickly explained to him: "So you know this place is useless. I've quit. I'll tell you when I find a new job."

Seeing that Fang Xiao insisted on not letting him give him away, Zheng Zihao did not force him. He knew Fang Xiao's character a little, and you wouldn't say it no matter how she asked her.

So he saw Fang Xiao walking towards a very small alley, and the alley was obviously unable to drive in, so he had to give up and drove away slightly unwillingly.

Fang Xiaoze hid in the alley until she saw Zheng Zihao's car driving away that she slowly walked out of the alley, then stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and then rushed to Yunxiao Pavilion, which was about two kilometers away.

Fang Xiao got off the taxi and walked naturally towards Yunxiao Pavilion. It was late at night and the elevator was waiting for the empty seats, so she quickly entered the elevator and then went straight to the entrance of Dongfang Yunheng’s dedicated suite on the 39th floor.

I took out the key to open the door. When I opened it, I found that the lights in the entire living room were on, as bright as daylight, and very dazzling. She almost instinctively covered her glasses with her hands.

Fang Xiao covered his glasses with one hand, then quickly pressed a few switches by the wall, turned off several lights, leaving only a few dark yellow light with soft light, and then he felt a little better.

She put down her hand covering her glasses. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she found Dongfang Yunheng sitting on the sofa. Seeing his gloomy face, she seemed to be waiting for her.

Fang Xiao frowned instinctively and was about to explain, but before he could speak, Dongfang Yunheng was already in the lead.

"Haha, it seems that our agreement has not expired yet. Are you impatient to find the next one?" Dongfang Yunheng's tone was ridiculous, but it also had a strong sour smell, but he didn't feel it himself.

Fang Xiao instinctively refused to listen to Dongfang Yunheng's words, so he couldn't help but say lightly: "Zheng Zihao and I were classmates from middle school. We had a meal together in the evening. It seems that our agreement does not stipulate that I cannot have dinner with my former classmates, right?"

Dongfang Yunheng became more and more unhappy after hearing this, and couldn't help but say coldly: "Yes, the agreement does not stipulate that you cannot have dinner with friends, but the agreement clearly stipulates that you cannot have an affair with other men when you are my mistress. I have..."

"Zheng Zihao and I are just ordinary friends. We just had a meal," Fang Xiao refuted instinctively. Perhaps because of his anger, his voice couldn't help but raise two more decibels: "I don't know what kind of affair you refer to. I think no matter how you calculate it, eating a meal is not considered an affair, right?"
Chapter completed!