Sheng Xin smiled: "You and Fu Yanye seem to have a very complicated relationship."
Zhuo Jian thought to herself, we are husband and wife, but she only smiled back at him: "Indeed."
She poured tea for Sheng Xin. Sheng Xin put his hand next to the tea cup and raised his eyebrows after watching her pour two-thirds of the tea: "Miss Zhuo must have perfect marks in etiquette class, right?"
"My mother taught me when I was little."
Zhuo Jian knew what he meant and didn't hide it.
"I just found out that Miss Zhuo was the eldest daughter of the once famous Zhuo family. She was once as famous as the Lin family and the Fu family."
"Mr. Sheng also knows that it was in the past, so don't mention the past. Do you want to ask me alone if Mr. Sheng invites me today?"
Zhuo Jian got right to the point.
When Sheng Xin saw the waiter coming in to ask them to order, he said, "Indeed, let's order first!"
"Mr. Sheng, please order. I'm treating you today."
Zhuo Jian felt that he should join the friendship of landlords.
Sheng Xin glanced at her, smiled unconsciously, and then lowered his head to order.
After ordering, the waiter left. Sheng Xin picked up the red wine and poured wine for the two of them. Then he asked her, "What do you think of Miss Zhuo, Lin Ruxiang?"
Zhuo Jian heard the word Ruxiang and smiled: "I don't know much about it."
Sheng Xin looked at her in surprise. She actually said she didn't know much?
Is it because I don’t know much about it, or because I don’t like to be calm?
Sheng Xin felt that this girl might be a little lonely, so he continued to ask: "What about Fu Yanye?"
"Fu Yanye? He is very good!"
Zhuo Jian said normally.
After hearing this, Sheng Xin couldn't help laughing anymore and replied to her: "Why is Fu Yanye so good but Lin Ruxiang just doesn't know? You obviously grew up with them."
"In City A, everyone knows that the eldest daughter of the Lin family is a good and generous girl, but she has been plagued by cancer for many years."
Zhuo Jian explained briefly.
"Cancer? Isn't she cured?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was startled.
"Is not it?"
Sheng Xin asked again.
"She has terminal cancer! Probably..."
It’s not getting better!
Zhuo Jianjue's Sheng Xin cared about Ruxiang very much and did not dare to say anything to her.
However, Sheng Xin couldn't help but frown.
Advanced cancer?
Not a heart attack?
"I remember the last time I rescued her, the doctor said she had a heart problem."
"Yeah! There are some, too."
Zhuo Jian nodded in response.
Sheng Xin frowned even more. That woman didn't look like she was terminally ill.
He didn't understand what was going on here.
"Is her heart disease cured?"
Sheng Xin asked again.
"Heart disease seems to be congenital and difficult to cure, but it should not be serious? She is mainly treating cancer."
Zhuo Jian said.
After hearing this, Sheng Xin was completely confused.
"What's wrong with Mr. Sheng?"
"I just think I'm too naive!"
Sheng Xin said, raising his hand and rubbing his fair face.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Is he naive?
Become a big boss in the Internet industry in just a few years?
"There are some things that I haven't figured out yet. When I figure them out, I will come back to you."
Sheng Xin said to her later.
Zhuo Jian nodded in response: "No problem! But I will be going abroad for a while after Christmas, so I'm afraid I can only reply to Mr. Sheng by phone!"
"Going abroad?"
"The TV station had two places for further study, and I took one."
Zhuo Jian explained briefly.
Sheng Xin nodded: "Okay! Let's keep in touch on the phone. Don't call me Mr. Sheng anymore. We are about the same age. Just call me Sheng Xin."
"Isn't this not very polite?"
Zhuo Jian asked.
"I don't think it's polite to call you Mr. Sheng. I feel uncomfortable all over."
Sheng Xin said.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Okay!"
