Chapter 922

"I know my son is not here. I'm here for you." Xu Yixiang's eyes looked at her. If it comes to appearance, Zhuang wennuan has no choice. However, the identity of her singer and her own family background are the conditions for her to choose. It must be said that there is no mother who does not want her son to look for a daughter who is in the right place to be his wife.

Zhuang Nuan nodded and looked at Mrs. Qiao sitting on the sofa. She sat down on the sofa beside her, with a little tension and uneasiness in her eyes.

Although Mrs. Joe's eyes were not stern and there was no other color of disgust, there was still a kind of pressure on her.

"Miss Zhuang, I've heard about your life experience from muzer. We're all sorry and sad about your parents' death. But after so many years, I'm sure you've come out. You've become a famous singer now. With your outstanding achievements, your life will not be too bad."

Zhuang warm listen, there is a kind of uneasy mood shrouded down, she can guess to Mrs. Joe to find her reason.

Xu Yixiang quickly continued, "I am such a son. Muze is very excellent. He was raised by me when I was young. I am full of expectation for his future. But I have to say, Miss Zhuang, you are not suitable for my son. I am here to ask you to leave my son."

If Zhuang wennuan saw her a week ago and heard this, she would promise to leave Qiao Muze immediately. However, when she came back from grandma, Zhuang wennuan's idea has changed a lot.

She knew clearly that she liked Joe muzer. In order to be happy, she didn't want to let go so soon. She wanted to fight for it.

"Auntie, muzer and I like each other. Can you give us a chance?" Zhuang warm boldly pleaded, his eyes twinkling with longing.

Xu Yixiang also knows that there is no such victory. She doesn't know what kind of person Zhuang warm is. But what are the characteristics of girls nowadays? She knows that a singer like Zhuang warm comes from, who doesn't think about the future?

In particular, it's understandable that she, a member of the women's League, who eats youth meals, does not take advantage of her youth and beauty to climb up a rich man and make plans for the future.

But she would never allow a girl to calculate her son's life.

"Miss Zhuang, just say a number! See if I can accept it. If you don't want too much, I can give you a sum of money to make you worry free for at least a few years. " Xu Yixiang directly raised the conditions. She didn't want to play so many tricks. Money is the best thing to solve this problem.

Zhuang Nuan looked at her in amazement, and some of her hands were in a daze. "Auntie, you misunderstood me. I don't want to ask for money. I just like Muze."

Xu Yixiang smiled complicatedly, "Miss Zhuang, if you are a smart person, you should understand that our Qiao family won't accept you. Even if you want to talk more in the future, I won't give you any more. Let's not tear our faces, so that both sides can finish well, won't you?"

Zhuang wennuan looked at Mrs. Qiao's negotiating tone. She was really stunned. She never thought that she would talk about her feelings as a business.

"Auntie I really don't want money. I didn't want to ask for your family's money. I just like muzer and I'm with him. " Zhuang warm warm some urgent retort.

Xu Yixiang looked at her expression of rejection, which was very serious. She thought about it, and her expression was still friendly. "Miss Zhuang, we all sympathize with you for the death of your parents. I heard that your family hasn't accepted the challenge gold we gave you, OK! It's been so many years. I asked the company to distribute it to your family again. Muzer! You're still young. If you don't know what you want, let him go! "

Zhuang Nuan blinked, with a trace of tears intended to turn around, but she was still strong enough to bear it. She shook her head and said, "thank you, auntie. I can't do anything to provoke Jin."

"Why?"

"Because I know that the death of my parents has nothing to do with your company, so I can't ask for your compensation. Can you give me some time with mousse? If we don't fit, we'll leave each other. " Zhuang Nuan asked.

Xu Yixiang can't help looking at her in surprise. Although she looks young, she has a good plan and a clear idea. But she came here today to stop her and her son from going on with each other.

If we just wait for them to break up one day, we don't know when to wait. What's more, in case of waiting, it's not breaking up, but their deeper love. Then it's really useless to stop.

Xu Yixiang didn't want to hurt her either. She took out a card from her bag and put it in front of her. "It's five million yuan in it. Think about it. Leave my son, my father and I hope that he will find a right girlfriend in the future. We are in business. We have risks in business. We also hope that our son will have a strong backing in the future."

After that, Xu Yixiang picked up the bag and started to leave. As soon as she reached the door, she looked back. "Miss Zhuang, I hope our conversation doesn't tell muzer. I don't want him to quarrel with us and destroy our family relations because of you."

"Auntie, would you please take the card back?" Zhuang wennuan chases out with the card.Xu Yixiang looks back at her and insists, "take the card and use the money in it. I will give you time to consider leaving my son."

Then she went to the limousine in the yard and got in and left.

Even though she had a very quiet conversation from the moment she appeared to leave, her words were full of words, which made Zhuang warm and breathless.

She looked at the card in her hand, as if it was burning her hand, tears finally came out of her eyes, fell silent, she really didn't want to receive any money.

However, she still put the card away first, because she didn't want to tell Qiao Muze about it, which affected their family relationship. She could only find an opportunity to return it to Mrs. Qiao later.

Zhuang wennuan returns to the room with a heavy heart. In her mind, on the one hand is Mrs. Qiao's words, and on the other hand is her picture of getting along with Joe muzer these days.

These days, her heart seems to be immersed by him. She can't help but immerse herself in his gentle encirclement. Since her parents died, she and grandma are dependent on each other. She is full of precautions against strangers. However, she is really happy with him. She has a feeling of being loved, protected and regarded as a treasure.

In this world, no one will refuse such love, such proximity, let alone, she is a person who lacks love.

But now, Mrs. Joe's words just made her want to be with him. Now, she was afraid.

Qiao Muze didn't know that his mother had gone to the villa. At the moment, he was sitting in the first meeting room, dressed in a dark suit, which made him full of the majesty of the superior. His eyes were deep, shining with wisdom. In the face of the report, he made a short and powerful answer.

After reporting some important work, his eyes still flickered slightly, and his thoughts drifted away from the meeting room. When he thought of what time, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

What appeared in his mind was all these days of Zhuang warm in the countryside. Although it was short, it was a memory that he would never forget in his life.

Pure happiness.

After the meeting, Joe called the manager of the finance department. "You come to the office with me. I want to ask you something."

Qiao Muze has always been afraid to touch the matter of tax evasion, but at the moment, he still wants to face it head-on, in order to keep Zhuang warm.

"I want you to prepare the financial information of the whole year six years ago for me. You can't leave out a bill report," Joe said to the financial manager

"Mr. Qiao, do you want to check the accounts of six years ago?"

"You can prepare it for me. I don't need to worry about other things. Besides, you can do it yourself. Don't let your staff know. Before tomorrow afternoon, all of them will move to my office."

"Well, I'll do as you tell me."

Cho Muze unplugged the inside line, "find some special audit personnel for me. If you can't reach the business people of our company, I will use them."

”OK! I'll get in touch immediately. "

Joe muzer put down the microphone, his eyes were mixed with complex emotions, was he a father?

This answer, no one told him, only to find out, Qiao Muze bit his lips, he now, dare not go down to think, find out the results.

He just wanted to know the truth.