Chapter 12 She seems to have nowhere to go

At this time in the restaurant, Yan Zhen has already helped Zhou Juan get a Western breakfast. She glanced at her Van Cleef & Arpels watch. Ten minutes have passed. Yan really thought, Zhou Juan shouldn't be lost, should he? Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still and wanted to find Zhou Juan. Looking back, I was surprised to see Gu Zishu, who was soaked and flustered, and Zhou Juan, who was safe and sound. Did they, uh, meet? Gu Zishu found that Yan was really looking at him and walked away despondently with his head down. "What's wrong with you?" Yan really checked Zhou Tired, fearing that he would suffer losses to Gu Zishu. Zhou Juan has a beautiful side face and a sharp and clear lower jaw line slightly lifted up. "I don't know, maybe I took a bath." Snow- It was really uncomfortable today, but I didn't expect to be amused by his words. She had never seen Gu Zishu in such a mess that she did not even dare to look up when she saw her. "Breakfast is there, eat first." Yan Zhen pulled Zhou Tired's wrist, just like taking care of children. Completely unaware, Zhou Tired fell on her delicate and soft palm, as if something had fallen gently on his heart. In the past, he didn't like other people's physical contact with him the most. Now it seems that it depends on who it is. After breakfast, Zhou Juan accompanied Yan Zhen to the office to continue packing. Seeing her put all the past things in the box, it was somewhat pitiful. It's really not easy for her. She fell from the clouds and the world turned upside down. She still ends up being kicked out. But from just now until now, Zhou Juan has never heard her complain, as if she gladly accepted her own destiny. This kind of mind and pattern is worth looking up at her. "Wife, where are you going now?" Where to? This is indeed a philosophical question. She can't go anywhere now, just like rootless duckweed. "Whatever, you can go anywhere." Just don't go home. Anyway, that place is not her home. She stays there and doesn't know what identity to face. Although they didn't rush to talk about it, all kinds of behaviors were enough to make it impossible for them to stay. Words are really thinking, she should also be more conscious, don't stay in that place, let others look at all hate. "I know a good place to go, wife, you come with me." Words really stunned stupidly, thinking where Zhou Juan can take himself? "I'll put these things in the car first." I really don't know why, but I always have an inexplicable trust in Zhou Juan. Perhaps it was because Zhou Juan stepped forward in her most difficult time, so she also left a good impression in her heart. Yan Zhen took the address given by Zhou Juan and drove past. He found it was a specially decorated private apartment. "Wife, when you don't know where to go in the future, come here." "Where is this?" Yan really looked at Zhou Juan doubtfully, only to see that he had opened the door with fingerprints. "This is my territory. Usually I like to stay here very much. No one will disturb me." Yan really looked around. The color of the decoration here is mainly black and white, and the minimalist lines create a spacious sense of space. There is also a particularly eye-catching wine cabinet, occupying about a whole wall. She looked closely at it a little, and all the precious wines were put in it, some of which were still collections, which could not be found on the market now. "Do you like drinking very much?" Yan really looked back and glanced at the tall figure leaning against the table. Zhou Juan's external conditions are really good. He is tall, with broad shoulders and a particularly handsome face. When he doesn't speak, he really looks more normal, sending out a thick female hormone, which makes people throb.