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"Excuse me, who is this sir?" Xu Yuanli looked at Zhou Heng with a puzzled expression.

Zuo Zixian looked at Xu Yuanli and explained, "Mr Xu, he's my friend. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave first."

She did not want Xu Yuanli to know Zhou Heng's true identity. Otherwise, she would not have let him off so easily.

"But, Miss Zuo, is there no room for discussion? "Actually, I am very sincere."

Seeing that Zuo Zixian was obviously not willing to continue the conversation with Xu Yuanli, Zhou Heng stood in front of him, staring at Xu Yuanli with a warning look, "Miss Zuo told you to leave, didn't you hear?"

Xu Yuanli looked at Zhou Heng's well-built body and his dangerous eyes. He did not dare to pester him and could only bitterly turn around. Before he left, he did not forget to have Zuo Zixian call him if he changed his mind.

Zuo Ziwu watched Xu Yuanli walk off and looked gratefully at Zhou Heng, "Thank you for helping me."

"It's fine, I just happened to bump into you. However, Miss Zuo, you should be careful by yourself. Don't be harassed by this kind of people anymore. "

Zhou Heng only thought that Xu Yuanli was someone who wanted to woo Zuo Zixian out of boredom, so he did not think too much into it.

Zuo Zixian reluctantly nodded his head and smiled, "Alright, I still have things to do, so I won't chat with you anymore. See you next time."

Zhou Heng watched as Zuo Zixian left. Thinking of how she looked a little strange, he hesitated, wondering if he should chase after her and see if anything had happened.

However, in the end, he didn't go over. After all, he didn't have Ling Yiheng's orders, so he didn't need to meddle in this matter. Besides, Zuo Zixian didn't like to be followed.

After Zuo Ziwen got on the car, he went straight to the real estate agency. Right now, she had no other way out, other than selling the house, there was no other way to raise money.

He bit his lip and increased his speed to 120 mph.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the agency, he heard the phone ring.

Zuo Zizhen looked at the caller's number, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up.

After two minutes of talking to the other party, he hung up the phone and turned the car around, leaving the agency.

"How is it? Konnie, what did that Mr. Xu want to see you about? " As soon as Tabolte saw Zuo Zixian returning to the company, she rushed to ask.

The urgency in her tone was also clearly wanting to know if this Mr. Xu would be of any help to the winery.

Hearing her mention Xu Yuanli, Zuo Zixian shook his head helplessly, "It's nothing, he just wants to see my dad."

As for the matter of Xu Yuanli wanting to get to know Ling Yiheng through her, she did not want Tabolte to know about it, in case any more things were involved.

Seeing that Zuo Zixian's expression was ugly, Tabolte did not ask any further questions.

Just as she was about to leave Zuo Zixian's office, she was called out, "Wait, Tabolte!"

"What is it, Konnie?"

Zuo Zixian's lips curved into a faint smile, "Let me ask you, do you still remember that gown my mother gave me when I was 20 years old? I don't know where it is, but it looks like you helped me collect it. "

Tabolte was surprised. "Why are you suddenly looking for that dress? Didn't you say at the time that you didn't like it very much, so you wanted me to help you receive places that you couldn't see? "

"Yeah, I didn't like it back then, but now I feel it's not bad. I'm going to a business party tonight and I want to get that dress. " Zuo Ziqian paused for a moment before speaking.

Tabolte was overjoyed, "Then is there a chance to meet up with famous people in the industry? Maybe I can help Dix at that time."

Obviously, she was thinking the same thing as Zuo Zixian.

This gathering was no small matter to them.

Actually, when Dix was on the verge of bankruptcy, it was quite strange for someone to suddenly invite Zuo Zixian to a business gathering. However, they couldn't care about anything else.

The two of them returned to the house together. After searching for a while, Tabolte found the gown in her mother's closet.

When Zuozi finished his makeup and walked out in his formal attire, it was already 4pm.

"Tabolte, do you think I'm all right?" Zuo Zisheng stood in front of Tabolte, took a deep breath and asked.

Tabolte looked up and saw her jet-black hair cascading down naturally like seaweed. A few strands were stuck to her blue and white porcelain skin. Coupled with her pair of watery eyes, there was an almost imperceptible charm.

The long blue dress accentuated her beautiful figure, and the blooming flower shape on her shoulder also revealed a trace of a young girl's mischievousness, making it impossible for others to ignore her.

Tabolte made a thumbs-up gesture and nodded encouragingly at her.

Seeing that it was almost time, Zuo Zixian greeted Tabolte and went straight to the hotel where the gathering was held.

Because it was a small gathering, there weren't many people there, but the atmosphere was not small either.

The place they met up with was a famous five-star hotel lobby in Strasbourg. It was said that the host had reserved the entire lobby for today. Only the second floor could accommodate the other guests.

The golden crystal chandelier glowed with a gentle light. The surroundings were decorated with world-famous paintings and art pieces. It was extremely gorgeous.

The moment Zuo Zixian walked in, someone came over to greet her, and it was the same person who had invited her.

"Hello, Konnie. I'm glad you can come too."

It was the heir to another winery, Rita. She was about the same age as Zuo Zixian, and they had attended the same tutor's class together, so they were considered familiar with each other.

Rita introduced her to a few industry people, but everyone else seemed to know about the Dix winery, so she wasn't very friendly with Zuo Zixian.

The Left Scholar also knew his own limits, Dix Wine House was not the same as before, it was naturally impossible to enjoy the same treatment as before.

While Rita was talking to the others, Zuo Zixian sat in a corner, unwilling to be the center of attention.

Although there was some conflict in his heart, and he was hesitating whether he should go and greet more people, he was worried that this was merely a meaningless social interaction.

After an unknown amount of time, light music started playing in the hall, and the atmosphere became more lively. Many of them had already danced to the music.

This is how the French are, open and romantic enough to dance anywhere at any time.

Zuo Zizhen did not have the mood to dance, and was already considering whether he should leave early.

When the light music ended, Zuo Zixian had already stood up. Just as he was about to grab his handbag from the entrance, he suddenly saw the door to the hall open from the outside.

When Zuo Zixian saw that it was Zhou Heng who pushed open the door, he was momentarily stunned. Then, his gaze landed on another tall figure behind Zhou Heng, causing her to be completely frozen in place.

Seeing Ling Yiheng suddenly appear here, Zuo Zixian's heart violently tightened, and his heartbeat immediately accelerated.

Why did Ling Yiheng appear here? Was he looking for her, or …

Zhou Heng stepped aside, respectfully allowing Ling Yiheng to enter.

Ling Yiheng was dressed very formally today. He wore a tailored gray Italian suit with a matching shirt and a black tie, giving him an incomparably noble appearance.

The light from the lantern stretched his tall figure, and his face was as handsome as a statue.

With every step he took forward, he would emit an aura that could not be ignored.

Zuo Zizhi bit his lips and peeked at the handsome and noble man from the corner of his eyes, his heart beating even faster than before.

When Ling Yiheng walked to the center of the hall, the organizer, Rita, and the others all gathered around at the same time.

Ling Yiheng pursed his lips. His handsome face was filled with estrangement and indifference. Facing the smiling faces of the crowd, his expression remained unchanged.

"Hello, CEO Ling. I'm Rita, the general manager of Herb's Wine House. Nice to meet you!" Rita was so nervous that she could barely speak. She had never expected the tycoon to come to this small business gathering.

Glancing down at Rita's outstretched hand, Ling Yifeng shook it symbolically, then quickly let it go. It wasn't rude, but it wasn't warm either.

Many people wanted to talk to Ling Yiheng, but they were all blocked by Zhou Heng.

He quickly sat on a nearby sofa with a glass of wine beside him.

It was with great difficulty that he managed to divert some of the people who were toasting him. He looked around the hall to search for the person he was looking for.

Finally, he saw Zuo Ziqian standing in a corner.

Her skin as white as jade shone under the light, and her cherry red lips were suffused with an enticing luster. Especially that pair of phoenix eyes that were slightly raised; it was so bright that it would make anyone unable to forget it.

Even though she was standing in an inconspicuous corner, he could recognize her at first glance.

"Boss, do you want me to invite Miss Zuo over?" Zhou Heng whispered into Ling Yi Heng's ear.

He was very clear, the reason why Ling Yiheng was participating in this business gathering that he normally would not care about was because he heard that the host had also invited Zuo Zixian.

Ling Yiheng was about to answer when he heard the sound of high heels approaching him.

A familiar voice, accompanied by high heels, said, "Yi Heng, why didn't you call me to the party?"

It was Wen Xia Wei.

She wore a long, dark purple dress with a hollowed-out back, revealing her snow-white back. Coupled with her charming makeup, she looked extremely sexy, as if she was pressuring the entire audience.

Many of the men already had their eyes glued to her body, unable to shift their gaze away.

She spontaneously sat beside Ling Yiheng and used her hand to hold his arm. To others, she looked very intimate.

Ling Yiheng, on the other hand, looked like a dark cloud over his head. With a dark and handsome face, his sinister and cold words were spoken word by word through his thin lips, "Release, release, me!"

Wen Xia Wei smiled and gave him a flirtatious look. "What's going on? Who dares to make you unhappy? "

On the side, Zhou Heng silently broke out in a cold sweat for Wen Xia Wei. Who else could have provoked Ling Yiheng, not a great god like her.