Qiu Group.

downstairs.

Originally, a large number of patrol officers were stationed here.

But, at this time.

With the unblocking of the Qiu Group.

They also gradually withdrew.

And, dozens of senior executives were also released...

Everything seems to be back to normal.

night.

The Maybach sedan slowly parked at the door of the Chinese restaurant.

soon.

Seven or eight steaming dishes were served...

Outside the window.

I don't know who set off the fireworks.

Qiu Yiren was stunned and lost in thought.

In my heart, I gradually relaxed...

During these two days.

She keeps running around in various departments...

However, it hit a wall one after another.

During this time.

Qiu Yiren had doubts and despair in her heart.

But now, these are all gone...

"Mr. Chen, I still want to thank you for what happened today..."

A smile appeared on Qiu Yiren's pretty face.

At the same time, pick up the wine glass.

Waiting for the two of them, after drinking a glass of wine.

Qiu Yiren suddenly woke up...

This, it seems?

It was her and Chen Zongheng's first gathering alone...

Qiu Yiren, holding a wine glass.

A sweet smile slowly appeared on her pretty face hidden behind the cup.

Chen Zongheng, on the other hand, enjoyed his dinner unhurriedly.

But, at this time.

The phone suddenly rang.

It's Yuan Li calling.

"Sir, when I was practicing swordsmanship, I was a little confused, and I wanted to ask you for advice..."

There was some nervousness in her tone.

Chen Zongheng's voice was calm.

"explain."

"Is such that……"

Yuan Li spoke very quickly, but this call lasted seven or eight minutes.

When hanging up the phone.

Qiu Yiren couldn't help but stare at Chen Zongheng.

The person who called just now...should be Yuan Li?

This was the first time she had seen Chen Zongheng be so patient in answering questions.

This is different from the impression in Qiu Yiren's mind.

suddenly.

Qiu Yiren's heart trembled slightly for some unknown reason.

It was as if a sourness was gradually rising.

She and Chen Zongheng don't seem to have so much in common...

Chen Zong never cared much about business matters.

And what does he care about in life?

A world of two people...

It's like, a parallel line.

They seem not far apart, but no matter how hard we try, we can't get closer... even a little bit.

Qiu Yiren pursed her lips, poured a glass of red wine, raised her white neck, and drank it all in one gulp.

A faint blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face...

One cup, then another.

suddenly.

Qiu Yiren put down the cup, with a hint of confusion and determination in her eyes.

As if he mustered up the courage to ask softly.

"Mr. Chen...do you have that kind of relationship with Yuan Li...?"

She didn't speak clearly, but Qiu Yiren believed that no matter who it was, she could understand the meaning.

Finished.

Qiu Yiren stared at Chen Zongheng intently.

However, there was no emotion on Chen Zongheng's cold face.

He didn't even speak.

Treat her directly as air...!!

But, sometimes.

Silence itself is also a kind of language.

Qiu Yiren trembled all over, as if she suddenly lost her strength...

Bang!

The wine glass slipped from my hand.

Countless glass splashed away!

Just now, Qiu Yiren herself almost drank a bottle of red wine.

At this time, her pretty face was bright red.

His eyes were blurry and he smelled heavily of alcohol.

"Chen Zongheng... I, did I say the wrong thing? I shouldn't have asked you... In this way, no matter who you are, you can at least... at least deceive yourself and others, right..."

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were slightly red, and she spoke intermittently.

Tears fell swiftly.

"I just... just don't understand why my life is so tiring?... The Qiu Group is my hard work, why should that bastard Yu Chuanping take it away...!!"

"Also...and Yuan Li...she, I don't understand...Chen Zongheng, why are you always...so nice to her?! Could it be that there is something about me that makes me...not as good as her..."

Many days of grievance and sadness.

At this time, everyone burst out.

Chen Zongheng frowned slightly.

"you're drunk."

Qiu Yiren's face bulged slightly, as if she was angry: "I'm... not drunk..."

And, then.
To be continued...