"Yes, I know he is getting married. He just called me to explain. Is there anything to explain? He just said that he is getting married and asked me to be calm when I take his money and not touch his brows.
"
"He didn't say let you go?" Fang Zhe asked
Zhong Zhenzhen didn't know how to answer for a moment
"Really?"
"He asked me to leave..."
Fang Zhe was ecstatic, "Congratulations, you are finally free."
Are you free? If this is the case, is it the so-called freedom?
"But why should I leave?" Zhong Zhenzhen murmured
"you……"
"I love him too." As soon as I said these words, tears fell down.
Fang Zhe held the phone and couldn't recover for a long time, until a blind tone came and Zhong Zhenzhen had hung up the phone.
How could it be possible, how could such a beautiful woman like Zhong Zhenzhen fall in love with that devil? Fang Zhe couldn't believe his ears, and his hatred for Song Zixuan deepened.
…
After Song Zixuan and Lin Coral had dinner, they asked Assistant Sun to take Lin Coral back on the pretext that something happened in the company. After they were gone, he immediately drove home.
When I opened the door, I saw Zhong Zhenzhen sitting on the sofa in a daze. When I looked carefully, I found that her eyes were red and she had obviously cried.
This scene touched the softness in his heart. He entered the room, sat next to her, and took her into his arms.
"Crying?" Song Zixuan asked
"Why should I cry?" Zhong Zhenzhen looked at him blankly
Song Zixuan felt a little sorry for her loss at the moment, and kissed her gently on the corner of her lips, "It's my fault for making you sad."
"Second Young Master, you're welcome," Zhong Zhenzhen said lightly, then pushed him away.
Song Zixuan didn't care about her alienation at the moment. He took the flowers that Special Assistant Sun bought for him and handed them to her, "Give them to you."
Zhong Zhenzhen took the flowers and put them aside, "Thank you, Second Young Master."
Song Zixuan pulled her over, "Zhenzhen, in fact, I should have told you about this yesterday."
Zhong Zhenzhen shook off his hand, stood up, and instinctively refused the topic: "It doesn't matter to me?"
Song Zixuan used brute force to pull her to sit on the sofa. He held her shoulders, "You are not allowed to speak before I finish speaking!" Song Zixuan took the flowers and handed them to her, "Now take this
Bouquet of flowers, this is an order"
"I believe you also know about the company. In fact, the company is not as bad as reported, and everything is back on track."