The night in France is no different from that in China. Looking from the 88th floor, it looks like the lights, and the man's eyes are even colder than the moon in the sky.

Zhan Yan held a cigarette in his mouth, blocked the lighter and lit it, and spit out a mouthful of white mist. Song Qiuqiu also came over. She stepped forward and said to the man in a questioning tone, "This is the second time I bowed to you. What else do you want?"

"A Yan~ You know you can't be together."

Song Qiuqiu thought that she would help him establish Shengshi Group in advance when she came back in this life, and she would be able to control him firmly in her hands with 0.1 more shares than him, but at present, everything seemed to go astray.

Zhanyan was entangled with Zhuang Mingyue, and she... had already become half of him from day to night, but now she felt that she had become a chess piece that he gave him to the position.

Zhan Yan looked at her with a deep and cold look. Her facial features were similar to Xiaoyu, but Xiaoyu did not have the arrogant look of Song Qiuqiu. But she had to admit that Song Qiuqiu's methods were very similar to him. In her career, she knew very well what he wanted. If there was no one else to choose, Song Qiuqiu was indeed a good choice for him.

Zhanyan doesn’t like being merciless, nor does he like it even more. A woman will stand in front of him and press against him step by step.

"Now we only talk about private matters between us...what are you?"

"Is your future wife a sufficient identity?" Song Qiuqiu said with a firm tone, and they looked very similar now. A couple was quarreling because of conflicts.

The curling smoke covered his dark eyes, and his fingers pointed at the smoke body, and the ashes fell into the ashtray, "You are so sure, will I marry you in the end?"

"You want to cross the river and destroy the bridge? Who is helping you with your current status? Don't forget, you promised me before."

Zhan Yan tilted his head, and a dangerous warning spread from his breath.

Three years ago.

When Song Qiuqiu came back from rebirth, she told Zhanyan everything.

In the hospital.

Song Qiuqiu: "...I know, you won't believe anything I say now, but don't worry, as long as you support me in college, I will definitely help you and become your right hand and let you stand at the top of the pyramid again."

He showed up his lips and only left her four words, "Recover well."

Song Qiuqiu stopped him: "You will believe me. If I do it, you will marry me! This is my only condition."

Zhanyan did not respond. Even if he responded, he would not easily believe a lunatic.

At that time, Zhan Yan looked at her with dark and uncertain eyes, and even thought it was ridiculous. He helped her just because there was a clear stupidity in her eyes, just like Zhuang Mingyue.

It was also the first year that Zhuang Mingyue left. The money she paid for in college was not without. The reason why he agreed to it was his own consideration. After investigation, Song Qiuqiu's family was poor and had only a disabled mother. The only thing that made him worthy of attention was her learning ability. The money invested in her was considered an investment.

But the reward was beyond his imagination.

"You really think that without you, I wouldn't be able to do this position today? Huh?"

"I really think what you said, everything I have now is what I have in my previous life. Of course... I just think that everything you are talking about is just an assumption. A person really has a previous life, so I have all this in my previous life, which means... all of this is arranged by fate. When you get it, it is just a matter of time, and your existence only speeds up the progress of things."

"I think about it..." Zhan Yan threw away the cigarette butts in his hand. "In your family, a disabled mother who cannot take care of herself is ill in bed. With a salary of only one or two thousand a month, she not only has to bear medical expenses, but also university tuition... Do you think you can afford the tuition for the Emperor's first year? What's more, the rent in the imperial capital!"

"A tuition fee of 40,000 yuan a year is not counted as an astronomical figure for you. Even if you have a recommended quota, just living expenses will be enough to make you breathless."

"If you come to the imperial capital, what about your disabled mother?"

"So when you took the exam, you only left one university in Wuchuan, which was your only choice."

"I'm right?"

Song Qiuqiu was suddenly stunned...

Zhan Yan curled his lips and smiled, and continued, "You came to the imperial capital to show that your mother had only been disabled for three years and she chose to come to the imperial capital."

"With your academic qualifications, it is at most a first-tier university. The imperial capital has never lacked talents. In addition, your academic qualifications and abilities are not outstanding. Looking at the entire imperial capital, according to the development trend of blue, it is indeed a good choice for you."

"I guess the reason why we met is right. You must have joined the Blue and became Blue employees?!"

Zhan Yan's eyes almost penetrated her, and also made her feel a pity she had never felt before.

Because...he was right.

Even though Song Qiuqiu tried hard to calm down, the man in front of her could look her through at a glance.

Zhan Yan smiled, "From the years, my observations about you, including some habits, are somewhat similar to mine."

"It means that something attracted me a little to you and got into my bed."

"As for what it is, I think only you know."

"Song Qiuqiu, I think you should understand how much you have. Do you think there will be no Shengshi Group without you?"

Zhanyan patted the wrinkles on Song Qiuqiu's pajamas, smoothing her, and her sinister gaze looked at her, "... Even without you, Song Qiuqiu, I would still be in this position today."

What Song Qiuqiu did was not a threat to Zhanyan. The reason why she didn't want to break up with her was that Zhanyan wanted to know what happened in her previous life...!

Song Qiuqiu could no longer say anything, and her eyes were dull and looked at each other.

The hand-written bag of the banquet was held, and the slender shadow gradually lengthened. "You have made great contributions to the existence of the prosperous era. Whether you choose to leave or transfer a position is all up to you."

Speaking of this, the showdown was undoubtedly a showdown with her.

Song Qiuqiu still never expected that this would end like this.

Song Qiuqiu grabbed her hair in a collapsed state and shouted loudly in the room.

Everything was messed up by her, and she felt like she was going crazy.

It was almost eleven:30, and Zhuang Mingyue had already fallen asleep after taking sleeping pills.
Chapter completed!