Ren Xingyan looked at the back of Zhuli busily packing her luggage, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

Wrapping his arms around her waist and blinking his big eyes: "Pear, will you come back?" ”

Takeri put down the luggage he was packing, turned around and sat down on the sofa.

Holding her face, she hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled: "I haven't seen you so reluctant to me." ”

Ren Xingyan wiped away the unwarranted tears and said with a smile: "Sensationalize the atmosphere." ”

"I'll treat you to dinner!"

"I'll tell you, I've recently gained 500,000 followers."

She held out five fingers and said mysteriously.

Takeri doesn't have to think about it to know what's going on.

"Do you have any contact information for each other?"

Ren Xingyan smiled dryly to hide this answer.

She is a travel up owner, but she hasn't had much traffic recently, but she didn't expect a shot of Du Jianzhou to skyrocket her to 500,000 fans.

Food is still living.

Ren Xingyan took Zhuli's hand and said ecstatically: "You're welcome, after all, there will be no such blessing in the future." ”

Zhuli gave her a blank look, and she saw a familiar figure in the crack of an unclosed door in the corridor of the private room.

His eyes shrank suddenly.

I have to bring the secretary out for socializing on the weekend, which is really busy!

She sighed in her heart, but it was full of sourness.

Wait, could Secretary Jiang be the one he specially arranged by his side?

A terrible thought crossed her mind.

Why did Gardenia Jiang join the company after the tour?

Maybe she was on that cruise ship too, but she didn't know her at the time.

It was good for him to drop Jiang Xiaowan in front of everyone, but why didn't he show anything unusual in the face of the same face.

Instead, he chose to keep her.

If Jiang Gardenia was sent by Chairman Jing to spy on the two of them, it would make sense.

If not, then what was his purpose in keeping her?

Could it be that he noticed that she had thoughts about him that she shouldn't have, so he deliberately asked Secretary Jiang to reveal the news to Chairman Jing to probe her inner thoughts.

"Pear, order food."

After sitting down, Zhuli was still thinking nonsense.

Ren Xingyan's hand holding the menu was sore, so he had to shake it carefully in front of her a few times.

"Oh good." She took it, not thinking about ordering food at all.

When I landed, Jing Huaizhi's sentence came to my ears: Zhuli, I love you.

"She's saying Zhuli I love you, not I love you."

The pen that poked the menu was a little heavier, and Zhuli's eyes lit up.

Ren Xingyan touched her forehead and touched herself, and only after making sure that she didn't have a fever did she gossip and asked:

"It's all come to this."

Saying this, Zhuli's cheeks were hot, and she unconsciously became shy.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Afraid that she would ask endless questions, she chose to avoid it for the time being.

"Mr. Zhang, you mean to let me spread rumors that there is a problem with the supply chain of the Qisi Group?"

Song Lang had a hearty smile hidden in his eyes, and his words were unwavering.

Zhang Cheng could see the excitement that was difficult to hide with the naked eye, and nodded.

"Mr. Song, how about you seven and three if you win the Qisi Group?"

Zhang Cheng is the illegitimate son of Zhang Sihua of Ladbrokes Group, and Zhang Sihua has never cared about his life or death.

Now that the children who are raising him have died of illness one after another, Ladbrokes needs to train a new heir to find him back.

Song Lang was very satisfied with his proposal, and said contemptuously: "I'm eight and you." ”

Zhang Cheng was not angry, and clenched his fists: "Yes." ”

"It's just that Qisi's position can't be shaken overnight, I'm afraid it will take some time."

Song Lang took a deep breath with the cigarette butt in his hand, a little embarrassed.

"Of course I know this, as long as I make them feel bad!"

In the crack of the door, not only did these words fall into Zhuli's ears, but she even recorded them.

It should be said that she knew that Song Lang was not doing anything from the moment she saw him, but she didn't expect to hear such important news by mistake.

Zhuli, who was only thinking about handing over the recording to Jing Huaizhi, did not observe the surrounding environment.

Syllable!

The dishes shattered on the floor tiles, and the movement forced Zhang Cheng to look out.

"Who? Who's sneaking around outside. He quickly got up and chased out.

Takenashi walked down the long corridor with nowhere to hide, and there seemed to be someone in every private room.

The more this happened, the more she had to keep her composure.

Caught off guard, her slender white fingers grabbed her wrist bones through the crack in the door and led her into a private room.

Looking at the closed door, Takeri patted her chest with palpitations.

Raising his eyes, he was stunned: "Secretary Jiang? ”

Jiang Gardenia smiled and looked in the direction behind her.

Following her eyes, turning her head to look behind her, Jing Huaizhi leaned back in the chair and snuffed out the cigarette butt with an expressionless face.

"Jing, Mr. Jing?"

Outside the corridor, as soon as Zhang Cheng pushed open the door of the private room, he was blocked by broken dishes.

Looking around, the narrow corridor was empty, and he pulled the waiter's collar and asked:

"Who was outside the door just now?"

"Nobody, I accidentally broke the dishes."

The waiter's hand as he cleaned up the scraps trembled.

"What did you hear?"

Jing Huaizhi glanced indifferently at the woman standing at the door, and said idly.

Zhuli really wanted to tell him what she heard now, and the corner of her eyes swept the presence of Jiang Gardenia silently, and she didn't answer.

He was not surprised by her reaction, and beckoned to her: "Sit down." ”

Zhuli's eyebrows twisted, and her expression changed several times.

Her eyes swept over Jiang Gardenia, and she motioned for Jing Huaizhi to let her out.

Jiang Gardenia naturally understood what she meant.

"Mr. Jing, I'll send Mr. Su to them."

Listening to the door being closed, Zhuli dared to sit beside him.

"I heard Song Lang and Mr. Zhang say that they want to divide up Qisi."

As he spoke, he pulled out the evidence, pressed the play button and put it in his ear.

Jing Huaizhi still sat elegantly and casually, and just smiled after listening to this recording.

"You're afraid you're going to lose your job, aren't you?"

The man bit his lip and looked at her playfully.

Zhuli sighed, and after reacting, he slapped himself on the head.

Kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!

The expression on his face when he looked up at him again was very calm: "Boss, I will abide by the contract well, and I hope you will do the same." ”

"I won't ...... again" has thoughts that shouldn't be there.

"Won't it be anything more?" He pinched her soft hair and said in a bewitching tone.

"I won't go against you anymore, and honestly play the role of Yuzu's mother."

Zhuli suddenly swelled up with a sense of melancholy, and I don't know when there was a sense of loss in my heart.

Jing Huaizhi's gaze was scrutinizing, and his expression became complicated.

Did she figure it out?

Or do you know what he meant to her?

His palms rested on the back of the chair she was sitting on, and the thin pieces of hair around her ears pinned behind her ears.

"It would have been nice to do this sooner."

Takeri seemed to have expected his answer, and her lowered eyes bit her lip fiercely.