Yau Tsim Mong District, the highest floor of the World Tower.
"Actually, even if you have a conflict, you don't need to be so heartless, right?"
Zhou Xiaolin was processing the company's documents and looked up at Zheng Yaoyang, who was sitting opposite.
The inexplicable termination of the contract with Zhou Huimin cost the company more than 20 million yuan in direct losses, and even more indirect losses.
She didn't even know what Zheng Yaoyang was thinking. If she got tired of playing, she could just throw it aside and ignore it.
After two or three years, without the support of the company, Zhou Huimin, a generation of diva, will slowly disappear from the public.
What Zheng Yaoyang did was purely unnecessary. Once the news was exposed, it would be very easy to get people talking. After all, a grown man cannot be so stingy.
Zheng Yaoyang said angrily: "Xiaolin, she begged me, okay? I am easy to be soft-hearted."
He briefly told the ins and outs of the matter, but did not stay on the topic for too long. He looked directly at Zhou Xiaolin, testing her reaction, and said seriously: "The main thing is that I want to be a good person."
"You? Be a good person?"
Zhou Xiaolin couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I don't even look in the mirror, Liang, this word suits you well..."
She subconsciously looked up at Zheng Yaoyang and found that Zheng Yaoyang was looking at her with an extremely serious expression.
Zhou Xiaolin coughed a few times, and there was a trace of hope in her heart that she shouldn't have. She hurriedly covered up her panic: "If you have nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Hall. If you have anything else, just tell me."
Zheng Yaoyang paused and looked serious: "Actually, there is something that I want to discuss with you."
Zhou Xiaolin frowned: "What's the matter?"
Zheng Yaoyang frowned and hesitated to speak. Zhou Xiaolin became more and more anxious: "Don't hesitate."
It was rare for her to see Zheng Yaoyang so serious, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, subconsciously thinking that something big had happened.
Zheng Yaoyang turned to look out the window. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. He said with a straight face, "You will know if you follow me."
"OK."
Zhou Xiaolin did not hesitate, closed the document, called her assistant to briefly explain the work, and then left the Huanyu Building with Zheng Yaoyang.
The two set off in a car, and Zheng Yaoyang drove by himself in the direction of Xiangjiang Island.
Zhou Xiaolin thought she was going to Central because there were the headquarters of major banks there, but she saw the car gradually leaving the core area of Central and heading towards Victoria Peak.
She thought something had happened at home, but she saw the car bypassing Victoria Peak again and heading towards the seaside.
It is getting late, and the vehicles and large buildings on both sides of the road are gradually becoming fewer and fewer.
Zhou Xiaolin asked: "Where are we going?"
After more than an hour's drive, she thought in the car for more than an hour and gradually calmed down. It suddenly occurred to her that today seemed to be her thirtieth birthday.
The corners of Zhou Xiaolin's mouth raised slightly. This bastard still had a conscience and could remember her birthday.
"Almost there."
The car stopped at a villa on the beach. Zheng Yaoyang couldn't help but pull Zhou Xiaolin into the villa.
The empty villa didn't even have a few pieces of furniture, let alone the decorations needed for the birthday.
Zheng Yaoyang took out two sets of clothing from the cabinet, one was a men's suit and the other was a women's evening dress.
She kept the men's clothes for herself, and handed the women's dress to Zhou Xiaolin, cursing and saying: "Xiaolin, put it on, those old guys on Wall Street always like to drive ladders on the sea, and I don't know if they offended too many people, for fear that they would be killed on land."
He was shot with a black gun."
Seeing that Zhou Xiaolin seemed indifferent, Zheng Yaoyang asked curiously: "What's wrong? Is it inappropriate? I should have selected it according to your size."
"Nothing, let's go quickly and don't keep them waiting too long."
Zhou Xiaolin picked up her evening gown and walked to the changing room, the forced smile on her face unable to conceal her disappointment.
Looking at her lost figure as she entered the house, Zheng Yaoyang raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a mysterious smile.
After a while, the two of them changed their clothes. Zheng Yaoyang was wearing a light blue casual suit, and Zhou Xiaolin was wearing a white tube top floral dress.
Her busty breasts were just the right size, and the length of her skirt just reached her ankles, revealing her delicate feet, and she was wearing gorgeous high-heeled shoes inlaid with crystals.
With her exquisite facial features and just light makeup, her beauty is comparable to that of other female stars in the company, and her special temperament is beyond the reach of ordinary women.
Zheng Yaoyang stared blankly, and his fiery gaze made Zhou Xiaolin's cheeks turn red: "What are you looking at?"
Zheng Yaoyang coughed dryly and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Xiaolin, you are so beautiful tonight."
Zhou Xiaolin has a good figure, but she always dresses conservatively, wearing long pants and short shirts even if the weather is hot.
He had forgotten how long it had been since Zhou Xiaolin wore such clothes that could show off her figure.
"Stop looking and leave quickly."
Zhou Xiaolin's cheeks were slightly red and she felt embarrassed. She hurriedly lowered her head and walked outside the house.
The two took a car to a nearby pier, where a large yacht was parked.
It is said to be a yacht, but it is three stories high, 55 meters long and 20 meters wide, which is comparable to an average small ocean-going tanker.
Under the guidance of the staff, the two boarded the deck of the yacht, which seemed to be waiting for them. As soon as they boarded the boat, the yacht slowly sailed away from the dock.
Zhou Xiaolin was a little nervous about meeting all the big guys on Wall Street and asked in a low voice: "Who are they?"
When she turned around, Zheng Yaoyang suddenly disappeared next to her, and even the lights on the deck were extinguished.
Zhou Xiaolin looked slightly panicked and shouted: "Yaoyang, where have you been?"
However, in response to her,
There was only the sound of cannons on the coast.
One after another, beams of light rushed high into the sky, exploding into colorful fireworks and dispersing the darkness on the sea.
Zhou Xiaolin stared at the night sky in a daze. Before she could react, Zheng Yaoyang came to her with a bouquet of bright red roses.
Zheng Yaoyang smiled and presented flowers: "Xiaolin, happy birthday!"
Zhou Xiaolin froze on the spot, the tranquil sea, the gorgeous fireworks, and the boy holding roses in his hands seemed like a scene in a dream.
Zheng Yaoyang said softly: "Tonight is the birthday party I prepared for you, do you still like it?"
Zhou Xiaolin was silent, tears could not help but burst out of her eyes: "You seem to be reminding me that I am already thirty years old this year."
Zheng Yaoyang was at a loss for words. He thought that tonight's arrangement was quite romantic, but why didn't Zhou Xiaolin follow the routine?
If tonight's heroine were Akina Nakamori or Li Jiaxin, they would probably have fallen for it long ago and swooped over, wishing they could marry each other.
Suddenly, the flowers in Zheng Yaoyang's arms were snatched away by Zhou Xiaolin. She smelled the fragrance of the flowers and said softly: "Thank you, I like tonight's arrangement very much."
A smile appeared on Zheng Yaoyang's face again, and he walked slowly to Zhou Xiaolin's side.
The two of them were leaning against the fence, facing the coastline, admiring the fireworks on the beach. There was a hand behind them, slowly approaching Zhou Xiaolin's waist.
The waist of Zhou Xiaolin's evening dress was exposed. The moment Zheng Yaoyang's palm touched her waist, her whole body felt like an electric shock.
Zheng Yaoyang pretended to appreciate the beautiful scenery, which seemed to be an unintentional move, but in fact he was secretly observing Zhou Xiaolin's reaction.
Zhou Xiaolin turned around and stared at Zheng Yaoyang. Zheng Yaoyang looked calm and calm on the surface, but in fact he was panicking inside.
The awkward atmosphere lasted for a long time. Zheng Yaoyang sighed in his heart, labeling tonight's plan a failure and planning to speak to ease the embarrassment between the two of them.
Suddenly, Zhou Xiaolin's face gradually softened, and a blush spread from her ears until it covered her cheeks.
The moment Zheng Yaoyang spoke, she came in front of him. Zheng Yaoyang smiled awkwardly: "Xiaolin..."
"Don't talk~"
Zhou Xiaolin held Zheng Yaoyang's cheeks with both hands and gave him a passionate kiss without waiting for his reaction.
When she was little, Bao Peihui often teased her that she was Zheng Yaoyang's child bride and she should take good care of Zheng Yaoyang in the future.
Bao Peihui thought that a ten-year-old girl could understand nothing, so she always told it as a joke.
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. The young Zhou Xiaolin has already imprinted this sentence deeply in her mind.
The two have known each other for more than twenty years. After graduation, she was responsible for taking care of Zheng Yaoyang's daily life.
After spending many years together day and night, Zhou Xiaolin actually always had Zheng Yaoyang in her heart, and he was the only one.
This moment, this situation.
She put aside all the secular ethics she once cared about and followed her most instinctive choice.
Zheng Yaoyang didn't know why Zhou Xiaolin changed so much, but after realizing it, he skillfully taught her kissing techniques.