When Zhao Zongli went out in the morning, he saw Wang Xinlian standing at the door, frowning and pacing back and forth, as if waiting for him. Zhao Zongli was surprised in his heart and had an ominous premonition.

When Xinlian saw him come out, she hurried two steps in front of him and greeted him hesitantly.

"Uh...... Early, early......"

"Come here early in the morning, what's wrong?"

"Uh...... I ......" Xinlian was speechless, and I didn't know how to say it.

Seeing her hesitate, Zhao Zongli became even more anxious, "What's wrong?" ”

"I told Yuhan the truth, that is...... James arranged for Yang Tianqi to go to England with her. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Zongli was so angry that he almost jumped up, "You didn't promise me to keep it a secret before, how can you tell Miss Lin?" ”

"Because, Yuhan said that she would not go with Yang Tianqi at all, and she had to stay by James's side, I couldn't watch her keep being entangled and miserable like this. Since it is impossible for the two of them to be together, it is better to have a long pain than a short pain, to make it clear, it is good to let her die of this heart. ”

Zhao Zongli was so angry that his face was flushed, but it was not easy to see Xinlian's grievances, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, and he almost suffocated his internal injuries.

"Will Miss Lin go to the president and make a big fuss?"

"She's been there last night,...... Alas, when he came back, he lost his soul and did not say a word. The two of them should have already made a decision, and Yuhan was completely dead this time. I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to think about it, so I stayed with her for one night. ”

Xinlian felt sorry for Yuhan, but Zhao Zongli was more worried about James, and both of them fell into deep thought.

Zhao Zongli came to James's office and was startled by the scene in front of him, the room was messy, and he smelled of alcohol. James sat on the windowsill with a couple of empty bottles at his feet and half a bottle in his hand.

"President, didn't you go back last night?"

James looked at Zhao Zongli, his eyes were full of bloodshots, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Zongli, Lin Yuhan won't come back. That's good...... Everything was fine. James' voice was drunk.

"President, I'll send you back to the hotel to rest first."

James smiled for no reason, "Everything was in our plan, it went well, didn't it?" He laughed and sat down.

Zhao Zongli hurriedly went up to support him, "President, you're drunk, I'll send you back." ”

Zhao Zongli picked up the drunken James and sent him back to the Chinachem Hotel.