After entering the elevator, the old man looked at her with shrewd and wise eyes and said, "Did you hear everything just now?"
"Uh? What?"
He blinked at Zi Wan, trying to pretend that he didn't know anything.
But the old man smiled and exposed her: "Stop pretending, you are too innocent child. Everything is written on your face, so others can see through it at a glance."
"Huh?" Xiang Ziyuan couldn't help but blush when she heard this.
The old man looked at her look and couldn't help but shake his head, "Oh! I don't know if your temper is good or bad."
"grandfather."
Xiang Ziyuan bit her lower lip, struggled for a while, then raised her head and asked the other person: "Can I ask, who is that person?"
The old man smiled and said: "Just an unimportant person."
"Yeah?"
Xiang Ziyuan obviously didn't believe it. If he was really an unimportant person, how could he not let others mention it? Why would the old man be so secretive and deliberately hide it from himself?
However, seeing that the other party didn't want to mention it, she couldn't continue to ask more questions. Instead, she looked at the other party with a smile and said, "I wonder what grandpa wants to say to me?"
The old man said: "I liked you as soon as I saw you. You are simple and not so thoughtful. No matter what the reason is for you to be together, grandpa hopes that you two can live a good life and manage this marriage well."
Go down. Don’t worry, no matter what happens, you are the only granddaughter-in-law I recognize. Grandpa will always stand by your side and make the decision for you."
"Thank you, grandpa."
Although she didn't understand why the old man said these words to her, Xiang Ziyuan was still full of gratitude to him. There was just a vague feeling in her heart that she couldn't explain.
When he was about to get off work in the evening, Zuo Zimo drove out of the company alone, and Xiang Ziyuan went home first. Looking at the empty house, for the first time, he felt an inexplicable feeling of loss in his heart.
Habit is really a terrible thing. Unknowingly, she had become accustomed to going home with the other person, buying groceries together, and living together.
Although she is not Zuo Zimo's only secretary, in order to prevent others from thinking that she relies purely on connections and lacks strength, she knows his daily schedule better than anyone else.
Tonight, he did not have any social activities.
Because she didn't know if the other party would come back in the evening, Xiang Ziwan prepared the meal as usual, and then sat at the dining table alone to wait for him. After waiting for a long time, she fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up, outside
It was already dark, and dim yellow lights were on in the restaurant. Xiang Ziyuan looked at the wall clock on the wall, and it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. The food on the table had already cooled down, but she didn't feel the slightest hunger, so she got up.
, just as he was about to put the food in the refrigerator, he heard the sound of the car door closing.
Xiang Ziyuan hurriedly ran to the door to take a look. As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of alcohol hit his nostrils. Before he could see clearly, a familiar black figure pressed towards him without warning.
Zi Wan subconsciously reached out to help her, but she was pushed back by the opponent and staggered back several steps before she could stand still. She looked at the drunk person on her shoulder and frowned unconsciously.
When he was his secretary for more than a month, Xiang Ziwan saw Zuo Zimo drinking like this for the first time. Although he usually had a lot of social activities, it was always in moderation and he had never drank like this.