After the fast food love affair, who will pick up the bill?

  Zeng Weixin is a graduate of the Grass Leaf Specialized School. To exaggerate, he's simply a root-red, professionally and technically absolutely top-notch. He has a rugged and weathered face, overall speaking, girls who see him have no resistance (referring specifically to innocent girls). Except for one thing - being a ladies' man.

  It's not a big deal that men are flirtatious, there are plenty of them on the streets. But I've never seen anyone as irresponsible as him before. Maybe it's because of his arrogant personality. I've heard rumors about how he handles things, always something negative, one day kicking out some small employee from the department, another day yelling at subordinates over some trivial matter.

  In short, Zeng Weixin always had a sly look in his eyes when looking at people. I remember that when he started pursuing Qiangwei, Mimi smelled the conspiracy and reminded Qiangwei not to fall into it. But what can you do with a woman in love who doesn't listen to advice? She just ignored Mimi's repeated warnings and continued to chase her own fairy tale.

  Qiangwei kept giving Zeng Weixin new clothes, such as very expensive leather jackets, shoes and many brand-name shirts that Mimi couldn't even name. Zeng Weixin accepted them all with pleasure and didn't feel the slightest bit ashamed. How could he not know that these things were Qiangwei's hard-earned money? However, Qiangwei seemed to be particularly intoxicated by the envious glances of her colleagues at gatherings. Occasionally, Mimi heard that Zeng Weixin had brought her a pair of sneakers through some acquaintance, an ordinary style and color, which Mimi believed was not even something Qiangwei would look at normally. But she wore them, twirled around in front of Mimi, and then fluttered around the flowerbed like a butterfly in love. Even Mimi, such a gloomy person, could feel her happiness and joy.

  Half a year has just passed, and Zeng Weixin's true nature is beginning to reveal itself.

  First, she forced Violet to take her home with her.

  However, Rose's parents had long since planted a mole beside Rose. After many days of investigation, they concluded that Zeng Weixin was not a down-to-earth person and Rose couldn't get along with him. So they have been opposing their continued association.

  Then there was the cold treatment of Qiangwei, and at first, Qiangwei could still bear it. As time went on, anyone could see through it - it was clear that he was tired of Qiangwei and wanted to find an excuse to break up with her, always grasping for Qiangwei's weak spot. People say "it's better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage", but looking at how miserable Qiangwei is, Zhen Weixin's goal seems to be within reach.

  She massaged her temples, which were aching like needles. Her old illness had recurred, so she got up and took out a pill from her bag and swallowed it without even drinking water. The surroundings were pitch black, and after fumbling around for a while, she found her phone and looked at the time - 3 am. She quietly opened the floor-to-ceiling window and stepped onto the balcony, then closed the window behind her. With a "pop" sound, she lit a cigarette and took a puff, leaning against the wall. Her brain was annoyingly clear-headed, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't come up with a way to help Rose. It wasn't even her business - what could an outsider like her do when a couple was quarreling?

  But Mimi had to help her, she knew that her friends were few and far between. Violet was one of them, on a certain day when Mimi was isolated and helpless at the weekly meeting, she herself had given up defending herself, negative public opinion and criticism came from all sides, just as Mimi was about to lose hope, a voice shouted out "Are you going to treat diligent employees like this? I think this society has gone crazy."

  That's right, it's rose.

  The rose that saved her from drowning is now withering in agony.

  She thought of Lou Jian, who had been sending her text messages as usual for the past two days, chatting about ordinary yet warm things. For example, at 1 pm, she would receive his text message asking if she had eaten lunch, and somehow he always knew that she was late for lunch, which was indeed true. Occasionally, he would also mention how tired he was from working overtime, with a tone that demanded sympathy. Hehe, thinking of this, she picked up her phone to start composing a text message, but suddenly realized it was already dawn, so she had to give up.

  She flicked the dying cigarette butt into the woods and turned back into the room.