C3

Zuo Ziqian heard Lin Yuehua's trembling voice, "Ziqian, your father was in a car accident in Boston and has just been sent to the hospital, I …"

"What?" "Then I'll book the earliest ticket right away." Zuo Zixian frowned, praying that nothing would happen to his father.

Hearing this, Lin Yuehua's voice was somewhat calmer. "Okay. You have to be careful along the way. I'll wait for you here."

After giving a few more words to his mother and repeatedly warning her to take care of him, Zuo Zixian hung up, sat up, and began to put on his clothes.

"I want to buy a plane ticket to Boston. You can do as you please." "Don't forget our deal," she said hesitantly, her back to him as she put on her clothes.

She didn't know what he was thinking, so she didn't have the energy to think about it. After putting on her clothes, she picked up her bag and quickly opened the door, leaving her home under Ling Yiheng's gaze.

Staring at the direction she left in, Ling Yiheng's lips curved into a perfect smile. She was the first one who dared to bargain with him and abandon him after going to bed with him. However, there was still a long way to go. She wouldn't be able to escape.

Two thirty in the morning, Boston. The dark sky was filled with a sense of tranquility, but a layer of solemnity was enveloping Zuo Zixian's heart. Due to her haste and worry, her face had turned pale. Her slim figure stood out in the dark.

She took a deep breath and composed herself. After that, he carried his bag out to the airport and immediately stopped a car by the side of the road. Luckily, although there weren't many cars in this time period, there weren't many people driving. That was why she was able to get a taxi so easily.

"Daddy, nothing must happen to you, nothing must happen to you …" He kept mumbling to himself, praying that his father would not fall at this critical moment in the family. Otherwise, even her last efforts would have been in vain.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yiheng's devilish handsome face flashed in his mind. His beautiful eyes seemed to have a trace of a mocking smile.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to get the face out of her mind quickly. Why would I think of him? It was just a deal, a deal for her family's winery. He pursed his lips and looked out the window at the dark street scenery under the street light. His heart began to empty.

At the same time, Ling Yiheng, who was already sitting in his company's office in Strasbourg, dialed the number of his assistant, Zhou Heng, who was far away in City D.

"Left Scholar, Dix Wine Manor's Qian Jin. Give me all the information this girl has. " He sipped his coffee and said his piece lightly, but with an unquestionable momentum.

There was a trained response on the other end. "Yes, CEO."

Ling Yiheng hung up. His clear and tranquil eyes stopped on a contract for Dix winery. His slender white jade-like fingers gently picked up the contract, opened the drawer under his desk and put the contract in.

Whether it was time or efficiency, Ling Yiheng's father, who was an elite trained by Ling Yiheng, did not let him down. In less than half an hour, a mail arrived.

Most of the long information contained anecdotes about Zuo Zixian from his childhood up to now, as well as her ability to recognize wine proudly. There were also a few things that were rarely known. The secret crush from high school, the betrayal of his best friend, and the death of the puppy that had been raised for more than seven years, all these made Ling Yiheng think of a living Left Sage, instead of the cold and indifferent one that he had seen before.

When his fingers closed the window with the mouse, he heard a new message being sent.

He opened it and browsed through it. It was another email from Zhou Heng. There were only a few lines of words, but they filled his originally calm eyes with a layer of gloom.

Before he could digest his abnormal mood, his body reacted first, calling Fanny, the French assistant, as fast as he could.

"Help me book my earliest flight to Boston and tell James that I'm going to sign a contract with him myself." Then, without waiting for Fanny's response, he hung up.

Fanny, on the other end of the line, stared at the phone with a strange look in her eyes. Was such a small case worth the CEO's attention? After that, he shrugged and began to book a plane ticket. It was better not to guess too much.

After getting out of the taxi, Zuo Ziqian went straight to his father's ward. As soon as he entered the room, he saw his mother dozing on a chair beside him. It was as if she had aged ten years in a few days, and she almost couldn't believe her eyes.

Her mother, who had been well-maintained all along, was now a little unrecognizable to her. If it wasn't for the accident at home and his father's car accident, how could his mother have worked so hard?

It was as if a wound had opened in her heart, and insects were nibbling at her.