Shen Xiubai was questioned, and he had no chance to escape.

Simply, he had a showdown.

"I've investigated your affairs a long time ago, you used to be the most popular designer of the Liang Group, the stage name Lonely Fish, and you have designed a lot of famous design products before and after, it is no exaggeration to say that the Liang Group, which was as famous as our Shen Group, was regarded as you led it all the way beyond the Shen Collection...

"That's enough, don't say it."

An Zimo covered her ears, she didn't want to hear these past events from other people's mouths.

Before, she was still thinking that it was a coincidence that someone was willing to spend money to invite her to be a designer, but she didn't expect that all of this was Shen Xiubai's trap.

Seduced her step by step into the trap he had laid, waiting to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"I know you're emotionally unstable right now, and saying too much will only affect your judgment, I'm giving you time to heal yourself, the Decree and I need you very much.

Shen Xiubai said seriously.

"If I weren't a lonely fish, would you still pay me to invest in the studio?" An Zimo knew that this question was stupid, but she still wanted to know Shen Xiubai's original plan.

"No, it won't." Shen Xiubai put down his words, he is a businessman, and he must settle every investment he makes.

An Zimo laughed self-deprecatingly, and felt inexplicably relieved in his heart.

The original helping hand was just a use with ulterior motives, and she didn't use Shen Xiubai to return to the design world and do her favorite design.

Neither of them is pure-minded, and no one can resent anyone's wrong.

"I know, you go, I want to be alone for a while.

Shen Xiubai didn't stay long, he returned to the car from the old house, the window rolled down, he lit a cigarette, and choked on the smoke many times before he gradually got used to it.

He didn't like to smoke before, but he always had a box of cigarettes in his bag, waiting to be taken out when he needed to

Filled with smoke, Shen Xiubai looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly couldn't understand the person in the mirror.

At the beginning, he took the initiative to approach her for An Zimo's design, and after some twists and turns, he asked her to agree to sign a contract with him, and now, he regrets that his original purpose was not pure.

Especially seeing her fragile side, Shen Xiubai hated his calculations even more.

After smoking a cigarette, Shen Xiubai threw the cigarette butt into the trash can on the side of the road, turned on the engine and left the old house. Heading north, the car finally stopped at one of the largest bars in the city.

As soon as he entered the bar, the bartender greeted him warmly, "What has Young Master Shen been busy with lately?" It's been a long time since I've seen you come here to drink with my sister.

Shen Xiubai often comes here, and the cost is huge, so he is naturally familiar with the people here.

"The same old way." Fingers tapped on the table, and the other party immediately confessed his meaning.

Around Huan'an, things here are still the same, and they are still exactly the same as before.

The bartender pushed the mixed whiskey in front of Shen Xiubai, and Shen Xiubai spoke again, "Help me get two bottles of wine and send them to table three."

The bartender smiled and nodded, and hurriedly sent two bottles of the most expensive wine, "Miss, these two bottles of wine were sent by Young Master Shen, and he said that he wanted to make friends with you." "

Meng Xue'er drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and impatiently asked the other party to get out.

The bartender's face was full of embarrassment, and he ran away in a gloomy manner.

"Young Master Shen, the girl who came this time looks very rich, you have to work hard.

Shen Xiubai walked to Meng Xue'er with a wine glass and sat down, Meng Xue'er was very unhappy and splashed the wine in her hand on Shen Xiubai's face.

"Don't bother me, get away." Meng Xue'er changed her sitting posture and took the wine on the table and poured it for herself. Shen Xiubai snatched the wine bottle from her hand, aimed the bottle on the top of Meng Xue'er's head and poured a bottle of wine on her head, the wine soaked her eyes along her hair, and slid all the way, she was embarrassed like a chicken in soup.

"Shen Xiubai, are you crazy?" Meng Xue'er jumped to her feet angrily.

Shen Xiubai shrugged his shoulders indifferently, the person who made him deflated would not end well, no matter whether the other party was a man or a woman, he would return it.

"When Miss Meng splashed me for a long time, she should have thought that I would take revenge back, I have never been a good person." Shen Xiubai straightened his clothes and turned to leave.

Meng Xue'er didn't have all the money out in one breath, she put down some money and hurriedly chased it out.

"Shen Xiubai, you stop for me." Meng Xue'er hurriedly stopped Shen Xiubai, for fear that he would go far away, she hurriedly caught up and blocked his way.

"What? Miss Meng wants to take revenge on me?" Shen Xiubai asked curiously.

"I have something I want to talk to you about." Meng Xue'er took the initiative to invite him to sit in the teahouse next to him for a while. Shen Xiubai's face was full of wine stains, and he was very uncomfortable, and he no longer had any interest in chatting calmly with the woman in front of him.

"It turns out that a bottle of wine can wake up a person, but unfortunately, I'm not interested in talking to Miss Meng now."

Shen Xiubai pushed away the unsightly woman in front of him and drove home.

Meng Xue'er watched Shen Xiubai's car leave, and her heart was full of regret, she missed such a good opportunity.

She remembered that Shen Xiubai and An Zimo were very close, and if she could match the two of them together, An Zimo would no longer have time to entangle Liangling City.

....

An Zimo didn't know how long he had been alone in the corner, and the sky outside was getting darker and darker.

One thing suddenly flashed in her mind, she hurriedly got up from the ground, went to the bathroom to take a shower, deliberately painted a delicate makeup, and changed into the best clothes.

After looking at the time, she had no extra time to cook, and when she arrived nearby to pack three dinners, she drove to the hospital with her things.

She almost forgot that Dangdang would visit Lianglingcheng in the hospital tonight, and the three meals she packed were brought to Dangdang

In the ward, when he was taken to Liang Lingcheng's side by the housekeeper, Liang Lingcheng looked at the door from time to time, but he didn't wait for An Zimo's figure.

"Dad, are you waiting for Mommy?" When I guessed correctly, I had never seen Liang Lingcheng look forward to anyone so much, it seemed that only Mommy had this magic.

"She said she would bring dinner to our grandfather tonight, it's already eight o'clock, are you hungry?"

"I'm a little hungry, I want to eat Mommy's cooking." When he hadn't eaten An Zimo's food for a long time, even though the Liang family's food was delicious, he still missed An Zimo's cooking skills.

Usually, he doesn't say it, because he knows that even if he does, no one will care.

"Wait, if she doesn't come in half an hour, I'll have someone go and get her.

"Dad, you can't be gentle, a grumpy person like you will marry you only if my mommy is not picky." When you complain unceremoniously.

"Is my temper really that bad?" Liang Lingcheng has not been aware of this problem.

Dangdang spread his hands and said seriously, "It's not just bad, it's just terrible."