Chapter 36

"Well, it's good for prodigal son to come back, and then." Jin Zhengting nodded noncommittally.

"Then I fell in love with Zhao Tongxin of your company." Yang ziye stares at Jin Zhengting's expression with peach blossom eyes, trying to see what reaction he will have.

Not far away from them, Zhao Tongxin also nervously holds the documents in his arms, and wants to know the man's answer.

"And then." Jin Zhengting's tone is as usual, indifferent as water, a pair of dark eyes far-reaching long, people can't see the real mood of his eyes.

"If you agree, I'll go after you." Yang ziye is right.

Jin Zhengting then looked up at him with a cold and low tone: "if I say I don't agree."

He said he didn't agree. What does it mean? Zhao Tong covered his chest and continued to listen.

"Zhengting, don't make fun of me. I know you can't forget that woman, or you won't give her a jewel necklace worth 200 million." What Yang ziye said is not a secret. People who are familiar with Zhengting have heard about it. It was still very popular at that time.

Then he sighed and said, "that woman has disappeared for three years. Can't you forget her? Aren't you married because you like Xu Yanke?"

When Zhao Tongxin heard this, his whole strength seemed to be taken away, soft and powerless. It turned out that the truth was here. How much he liked it in his heart, he would easily give a woman a jewel necklace worth 200 million yuan.

She also felt that she was a little ridiculous. She thought carefully these days. Even if she didn't make it clear, she knew it was a secret joy.

He thinks that Jin Zhengting's performance is because he likes her, so he cares about her. He thinks that Jin Zhengting's occasional warmth is because of her.

She's just being ridiculous.

The man just took her as a stand in, just like that night without pity.

Jin Zhengting didn't answer Yang ziye's words, because he saw Zhao Tongxin's injured expression and the tears in his eyes.

Jin Zhengting couldn't help tightening his brows, and his expression became more indifferent.

Zhao Tongxin knew that Jin Zhengting had seen her. She didn't evade and looked back at him calmly.

"Why? Zhengting, why don't you talk? " Yang ziye said so much, but he didn't hear the answer. He looked at Jin Zhengting in doubt.

Then he looks to the door along the line of sight. It's not who Zhao Tongxin is. No wonder Zhengting suddenly doesn't speak. Yang ziye waves and says, "Tongxin, come and sit down."

Zhao Tongxin quickly adjusts her mood in a few seconds, forcing back the tears that are about to overflow her eyes. She politely smiles and says nothing to Yang ziye.

He walked towards Jin Zhengting with his feet raised. His expression became clearer in her eyes. She could even see the displeasure in his eyes.

She didn't care whether she was being blamed for eavesdropping or for being self righteous.

Zhao Tongxin heard his voice calm and frightening, "Mr. Jin, here is a document for you to sign."

Jin Zhengting's dim pupil stared at Zhao Tongxin's expression for a few seconds, then said faintly: "put it down."

Zhao Tongxin put down the document, turned and left the office.

"What's the matter, Tong Xin? Is that ignoring me?" Yang ziye always feels that something is wrong. For a moment, he can't remember which link is wrong.

Is he not handsome enough today? Not glamorous enough?

Jin Zhengting opened the document on the desk, looked at it, and said indifferently, "so you'd better give up."

"Why do I give up? I just don't give up." Yang ziye listened to Jin Zhengting's tone as if it was colder than usual, with a faint chill.

What's wrong with him.

This time, Jin Zhengting didn't answer, just signed.

"By the way, Zhengting, I invite you to dinner in the evening. By the way, it includes all the people in your secretary room." Regardless of whether Jin Zhengting agrees or not, Yang ziye leaves with a word.

A few minutes later, the paper on Jin Zhengting's hand was as clean as ever, and there was no trace of writing. Recalling the conversation Zhao Tongxin might have heard, his deep dark eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice.

Zhao Tongxin out of the office door, a person ran into the toilet, the toilet cover down, quietly sitting on the top.

Repressed emotions like pouring out of the flood can not be controlled, tears one by one fell on the back of the hand, like a broken line of pearls, no longer connected.

She should have known the result from the first day the agreement was signed.

Zhao Tong Xin told himself that this is the last time to be stupid, and he should never save some thoughts.

"Meili, Mr. Yang invited me to dinner in the evening. Did you think about what to wear?"

Zhao Tong's body is stiff. It's Zhang Ying's voice, and Chen Meili is there.

She didn't want to eavesdrop on others. If she went out now, it would be more misunderstood. It's better to wait for them to go out.

"Of course." Chen Meili mends her clothes in front of the mirror. General manager Jin doesn't want to. It's cold and hard to get close to her. It's Yang ziye who compares her appetite with her. She's a little bit fickle, but it's just because of this that she can get close to her."Beauty, do you know what's going on with MIA?" Zhang Ying recognized the arrogance in Chen Meili's tone and couldn't hold her smile.

"Who knows, but I heard her say that she would come in the evening." Chen Meili thought of what she was going to do in the evening, and the corners of her mouth were happy.

"She's not from our department. She'll come anyway." Zhang Ying blurted out this and found her tone a little stiff. She changed her voice and said, "in fact, I haven't seen her for a long time. I miss her strangely."

"I'll see you in the evening. What can I think of?" How can Chen Meili not know Zhang Ying's idea, but so what? Everyone depends on their own ability.

Then there was the sound of high heels.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Tongxin just wanted to get up and push the door out, and heard Zhang Ying's cold laughter, "just want to use some dirty means to her, who doesn't know."

Then he went out with him.

Who wants to use abusive means to whom? Zhao Tongxin thinks about Yang ziye's invitation in the evening. It is estimated that several women in the Secretary's office are going to attack the stallion.

But it's none of her business.

Zhao Tong Xin washed his face and looked at the woman in the mirror. Except that her eyes were slightly red, everything else was normal. He reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth and collapsed.

I had no choice but to force myself.

Seeing Zhao Tongxin's figure, Qian Yuanyuan hurriedly pulls her to the corner and takes a special look around. When no one pays attention to them, he whispers, "Tongxin, Yang ziye invites you to dinner at night. You must go."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Tong doesn't like it. It's voluntary whether the company party will go or not.

"That group of women are all dressed up, they must be plotting against the president."

"It has nothing to do with me." If it had been an hour ago, she might have gone, ah, now she just wants to go home and wash and sleep.

"No, Tong Xin, you and Jin are not..." Qian Yuanyuan in Zhao Tong's cold eyes, slowly silencing.

It's just a few hours later. How does she feel that Tong Xin's mood is very wrong? She won't quarrel with Mr. Jin.

"You can't have a fight."

"Yuanyuan, you think too much. Jin is always president Jin. I'm just an employee." Zhao Tong Xin didn't want to talk with Qian Yuanyuan. He stood up and said, "go to the party at night, and I won't go."

"But I can't. You must go to Mr. Yang's roll call. Other people have agreed to help you. If you don't go, they will certainly vent their anger on you."

Zhao Tong heart tight tight palm, tone flat should way: "en, I know."

Qian Yuanyuan looks at Zhao Tongxin's back. It doesn't look like nothing. Does fairy tale love really only appear in novels? No, she has to help Tong Xin.

Jin always belongs to Tong Xin!

Time, there is always a past time, the sun, there is always a time to go down, night, there is always a time to come, however, night - will eventually come.

The lights are bright at night in Jiangbin City, especially in the hotel Yang ziye ordered. All kinds of valuable luxury cars are parked outside and enter Baiyu Shimen.

In the eye, it is a large space with luxurious style. On the ceiling, there are gorgeous crystal chandeliers. Every angle reflects a dreamlike brilliance. On the ground, there are thick cashmere carpets. If you step on them, you will not make a sound.

Zhao Tongxin and Qian Yuanyuan find a humble place to sit down.

"Tong Xin, do you think this is not like a party, but a bit like a concubine selection?"

Hearing Qian Yuanyuan's complaint in a low voice, Zhao Tongxin took a look around and found that everyone was well dressed, no matter what they were wearing or what they were making up. It really had a taste of the emperor choosing a concubine.

She raised her lips and said, "do you want to run?"

"Forget it, Yang ziye is not my dish." Qian Yuanyuan shakes her head and sits back.

Zhao Tong has something on his mind and doesn't want to talk.

Ten minutes later, the heavy door is opened again. Yang ziye's short flaxen hair is taken care of with a pair of peach blossom eyes. In addition, he is wearing a white suit with a bright red bow tie, just like prince charming in a fairy tale.

And behind him stood a figure tall and straight, black suit, white lining, chest button meticulously all buttoned up, waving hands with inherent elegance.

If Yang ziye is the prince charming in the fairy tale, Jin Zhengting is the ruler of the dark Empire, mysterious and dangerous.

Zhao Tongxin can even hear the voice of someone pumping, only she can smile freely.

That man is really as addictive as Poppy, but it also makes people fall into the enemy, and finally can only suffer alone.

"Sorry, everyone, I'm late." Yang ziye's cheerful personality is destined that his popularity will not be too bad. As soon as he opens his mouth, everyone agrees and greets him.

"It's not very late, just a few minutes."

"Yes, there are few parking spaces downstairs, and it's normal to be late."

"But Mr. Yang will punish you for drinking more.""OK, OK, no problem." Yang ziye has been through the battlefield for a long time. What is a drink? He looks back and forth in the living room, and then he sees that Zhao Tongxin has chosen a corner.

The tall figure walked towards Zhao Tongxin, and naturally sat in the empty seat on her left.

Before Qian Yuanyuan could recover, he felt that there was a low pressure coming towards her. As soon as he turned around, he saw that the big boss was about 1.85 meters tall, less than 1 meter away from her.

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