Chapter 109.2

"That's a deal, Ze Zhao." He Bo seems to be very satisfied with the dialogue. He nods with a smile and looks at the side casually, as if he has found something.

"I have friends over there. I'll go and say hello to them first, and I'll talk to you later."

"Well, he Bo, go ahead and do something."

Seeing that He Dong has finished his dialogue with Xin Zezhao and goes to the side, Liang Xiaoyu thinks that he can breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly finds that the eyes of the people around him fall on him and Xin Zezhao. More accurately, they are concentrated behind Xin Zezhao.

Although very curious about what happened behind, but see xinzezhao didn't want to ask or explore the meaning, cool Xiaoyu also had to resist curiosity.

Until the thick voice came from behind: "Ze Zhao." This cry made Xin Zezhao's upright body slightly stiff. Although he relaxed quickly, Liang Xiaoyu, who was holding his arm, still noticed it.

"Father." As Xin Zezhao turns around, Liang Xiaoyu soon sees the owner of the voice - Xin Dong, who looks like he is only 40 years old, and Xin Jingyu, who follows him.

"Xin Dong." After politely saying hello, Liang Xiaoyu makes up her mind to be a transparent person with a very low sense of existence, because she clearly feels Xin Zezhao's displeasure.

"You arrived first. I thought you would be later."

"Why, no matter how busy I am, don't I have to find time to come over?" Xin Zezhao raised his eyes and gave Xin Jingyu a light glance. His tone was even colder without a trace of emotion, as if he was not facing his father and brother.

"Ze Zhao." Xin Jingyu doesn't seem to care about Xin Zezhao's indifference to himself. Instead, he raises a gentle smile. Seeing Liang Xiaoyu, who is dressed up by Xin Zezhao, he can't hide his surprise in his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, it looks good on you."

"Thank you." Liang Xiaoyu's sweet smile seems to be a little bitter, and he is crazy in his heart: Xin Jingyu, would you like to praise me for changing the time and place?!

Sure enough, after Xin Jingyu spoke with him, Liang Xiaoyu felt that the temperature around him had dropped several degrees Celsius.

Xin Zezhao tightly pursed his lips, and his sword eyebrows slightly frowned. There seemed to be countless frosts hidden in his narrow peach blossom eyes, and the piercing chill was constantly seeping out of them.

"Father, you go first. I'll be there later."

"Well."

Xin Zezhao directly ignores Xin Jingyu, who is beside Xin Dong, and walks to the side. Although the pace is accelerated, Xin Zezhao is always elegant and noble, but Liang Xiaoyu, who is close to him, is a little embarrassed because he is caught off guard.

"You sit here, don't go anywhere, don't drink from others."

In front of the sofa in the rest area, Xin Zezhao sends out a faint indifference and orders Xiaoyu to take a cold. He glances at the women gathered around him and frowns slightly.

Today, the conversation that I overheard suddenly appeared in my heart. The displeasure between my eyebrows became more and more intense. The cold eyes were like ice dregs to Liang Xiaoyu.

"Stay away from Xin Jingyu!"

It is clear that she has not done anything, but she still has to bear Xin Zezhao's anger. Liang Xiaoyu is oppressed. However, she thinks that if she has to face the so-called half brother who suddenly enters her own world, it will be hard for her to accept.

So Liang Xiaoyu closed his lips gently, nodded and sat on the sofa obediently.

"When I get back." The response to Xin Zezhao is still smiling and nodding meekly.

But Xin Zezhao forgot that there was always a lot of trouble about right and wrong among women. Even if Liang Xiaoyu sat there motionless, he would find trouble automatically.

Snow red lips, black hair high up, revealing the snow-white elegant neck, a word shoulder purple high waist split fishtail skirt, stepping on the dark silver thin high heels of the beautiful woman Lianbu light move, each to cool Xiaoyu.

Before the arrival of the people, the pleasant voice like water and song came first: "what's the name of this young lady?"

Liang Xiaoyu looked up and found that after Xin Zezhao left, many beautiful girls in gorgeous clothes gathered around him, and his eyes were constantly scanning him.

Liang Xiaoyu couldn't help him. Sure enough, he was too close to Xin Zezhao. He didn't do anything, so he provoked a lot of enemies.

Although Xin Zezhao was cursed with anger in his heart, his pretty face didn't show at all, and he still had a decent smile in his mouth. After being Xin Zezhao's Secretary for so long, he had not learned everything else, but he had a lot of tricks.

Trying to use a calm tone and a friendly smile, and trying to send out goodwill to break down those unwanted hostility, Liang Xiaoyu whispered his name: "Liang Xiaoyu."

Hearing Liang Xiaoyu's reply, the woman in the purple fishtail suit raised her eyebrows and looked at Liang Xiaoyu with pride. She said in a cold voice: "I haven't heard of this name. The Liang family I know is not as famous as you."

"Of course, she is not the daughter of Liang family. We have seen Liang Yiling before." Shi Shiran, another woman wearing a sexy V-neck suspender with open back lace floor long skirt, gracefully comes to the side of the woman in the purple fishtail suit.Liang Xiaoyu is arrogant and arrogant in the face of imposing manner. Looking at her own woman, she still keeps her face unchanged, keeps smiling and lets them talk.

"And how did she get in?" Slightly pick up the willow eyebrow, slender eyes with sharp to look at cool small Yu.