When we arrived at the French fashion show, the scene was extremely lively. Senior executives from various companies attended the show. After all, it was also a symbol of the company's identity.
Zhong Zhenzhen actually fell asleep when the reporters were trying to intimidate and take pictures.
Song Zixuan pushed her, "Don't like watching fashion shows?"
Zhong Zhenzhen shook his head, "No, I'm just very sleepy."
In fact, she really didn't like this kind of fashion show. She couldn't understand it and didn't say it. She was not interested in those clothes at all, but she couldn't refute Song Zixuan's face.
When the "Let's Go Back" fashion show reached the middle stage, Song Zixuan took her away.
Song Zixuan had a stinky face from the fashion show to the airport. Zhong Zhenzhen also knew that her words made him uncomfortable, but Song Zixuan's doubts about her made her feel less comfortable. She really didn't have time to bother with him.
"Is it so boring to be with me?" Song Zixuan suddenly stopped in front of her and turned to look at her
Zhong Zhenzhen shook his head, "Second Young Master is humorous, how can he be boring?"
"That means you hate me?" Song Zixuan asked again
Zhong Zhenzhen still shook his head, "How dare I"
He just hates the way she rejects him thousands of miles away
Song Zixuan didn't ask again. Ever since Zhong Zhenzhen went to school, he became as cold as before when he came back, as if he was not interested in anything.
He really doesn't understand why she still looks like this dead now that he doesn't torment her anymore.
Could it be that...she is still thinking about that man?
Song Zixuan will never allow this kind of thing to happen
After returning from France, he immediately contacted the detective agency Jiang Sheng. He enthusiastically agreed to help him track Zhong Zhenzhen and find out who the man was who took away Zhong Zhenzhen's first time and remembered that she had been longing for her.
"Remember" Song Zixuan warned him, "if even a single word of this matter is leaked, I will make you and your detective agency disappear from this world."
"Well, don't worry, Second Young Master." When the other party heard what he said, he felt very uneasy.
"As soon as possible" Song Zixuan ordered
In the following days, Jiang Sheng would report Zhong Zhenzhen's situation to him every day, but every time he heard the same answer, Song Zixuan was in a bad mood.
"Has she met any man recently?" Song Zixuan played with the pen on the table, feeling very complicated, afraid that he would lose control after hearing the answer he didn't want to know.
"Not yet, Ms. Zhong seems to rarely go out, and rarely goes to other places when she goes out," Jiang Sheng said