Zhou Yanci lowered her eyebrows, her face full of disbelief.

"A-Wu, what did you say?"

All the reporters stared blankly at Shang Wu, and the scene froze for a moment.

Shang Wu addressed the crowd: "I will not marry Zhou Yanci, that's all."

She shoved the microphone into the dumbfounded reporter's hands, turned and went into the company, never once giving Zhou Yanci a glance.

Zhou Yanci pursed her lips, the panic in her eyes vanished in an instant, and a smile appeared on her face.

“I had a fight with A-Wu yesterday and we haven’t made up yet. Please forgive me.”

His expression was a mix of helplessness and indulgence. He nodded politely to everyone and said, "Let's reschedule the interview for another day. In any case, Chengzhou values ​​this winter limited edition very much, so please look forward to it. We will definitely not disappoint our clients."

Zhou Yanci turned and glanced at her assistant, her eyes filled with warning.

Xiao Dong immediately understood. After the man left, he lowered his voice and threatened, "Don't report a single word about what just happened, unless you don't want to stay in Lincheng anymore!"

The reporters nodded repeatedly, remaining tight-lipped.

upstairs.

Jewelry Department.

The employees were chatting and gossiping in small groups.

"I heard that President Zhou treats Director Shang's parents very well, as if he were his own in-laws. It seems that President Zhou is planning to get married."

When Shang Wu came in and heard this, she thought of her father's illness, and a look of disgust and hatred flashed in her eyes behind her sunglasses.

She raised an eyebrow slightly: "Nothing to do?"

Before anyone could turn around, they heard Shang Wu's voice and quickly returned to their seats.

Shang Wu was in a terrible mood, and her tone turned icy: "If I ever hear you talking about my private affairs again, you can forget about working in the jewelry department!"

Bang!

The door to the director's office was slammed shut.

The employees looked at each other, confused.

"Is Director Shang on fire today? He's in such a bad mood."

The man had barely finished speaking when his colleague gave him a hard tug: "President Zhou is here!"

Zhou Yanci gave the person who had just spoken a cold look and walked straight to the office.

Just as Shang Wu sat down, the door was pushed open.

"Awu, what are you doing? Why did you suddenly say that in front of so many reporters?"

Zhou Yanci came in and closed the door, her voice tinged with reproach.

He walked to the table and said, "Give me an explanation. Is there something I didn't do well enough, or is it because I worked overtime last night and didn't come home to be with you, and that's why you're angry?"

Shang Wu looked up at the man up close, her eyes flashing with intense hatred, her fists clenched so tightly they trembled slightly.

Three years of relationship vanished into thin air.

From now on, Zhou Yanci, whom she treated like family, will become the target of her revenge.

She wanted to get back at Zhou Yanci for everything—the suffering her brother endured in prison, the plight of her parents being hidden in the countryside, and the benefits they received while traveling by boat!

"Awu, say something! What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanci couldn't see Shang Wu's eyes, and felt inexplicably flustered. She bent down and took off her sunglasses.

The next second, he froze.

Shang Wu's eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot, as if he had just cried. They were still filled with an overwhelming sadness and grievance, as if he had done something terrible.

Zhou Yanci's heart clenched painfully, and she involuntarily half-squatted down and took Shang Wu's hand.

"Awu, why are you crying like this? What did I do wrong? I'll make it up to you, okay?"

Shang Wu withdrew her hand, gazing tearfully out the French windows.

"For a while now, people have been speculating that we're getting married soon, but you told reporters that the decision is up to you and didn't explicitly state that you'd marry me. Does that mean you never intended to marry me?"

She choked back a sob, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, so fragile that she would break at the slightest touch.

Zhou Yanci tightened his grip on her hand, a fleeting hint of guilt in his eyes: "How could that be? I'm just respecting your opinion. If you want to marry me, I can find someone to prepare the wedding tomorrow."

"OK."

Shang Wu looked down at him, her expression relaxed: "Then bring my parents over, and the two families can sit down and discuss the wedding date."

Zhou Yanci opened her mouth, her gaze tightening: "This...this requires careful selection of the time. You know, my family values ​​auspicious days very much, and we also choose a festive day for our meeting."

“Okay.” Shang Wu sneered inwardly. “Then you’ll come with me to the countryside this weekend. I’ve been too busy for the past six months and haven’t had time to visit them. We can bring them back while we’re at it. My parents will need to be involved in discussing the wedding date, so it will be more convenient for them to stay in a neighboring city.”

Zhou Yanci frowned slightly, hesitating before agreeing.

Shang Wu burst into tears: "What, you don't want to?"

A single, glistening tear slid down her cheek and landed on the back of Zhou Yanci's hand.

It was icy cold, but he felt as if he had been burned, and he quickly withdrew his hand to wipe away Shang Wu's tears.

"Why wouldn't I agree? I'll do whatever you say and make the arrangements."

Zhou Yanci took her phone and went outside.

Shang Wu instantly withdrew her aggrieved expression, took out eye drops, and dripped them into her already sore eyes.

She tilted her head back and closed her eyes; in just a few seconds, her thoughts were racing through her mind.

My father is sick and needs to receive timely treatment.

Zhou Yanci is currently considering the interests of the jewelry department and is also holding a grudge against her and Bai Yueguang, so she won't confront them for the time being.

This actually makes it easier for her to carry out her revenge.

Two months later, she wanted to see whether Zhou Yanci and Ji Yu would kick her aside, or whether she would make them lose everything and pay the price!

Soon, Zhou Yanci came in again.

He held his phone, looking anxious.

"I just spoke with the village chief in the countryside. Your father is sick."

Shang Wu suddenly stood up: "Is he seriously ill? I need to go see him!"

Zhou Yanci stopped her and gently comforted her: "I asked Xiao Dong to take the caregiver and immediately transfer Uncle to a high-end sanatorium in the city center. Don't worry, he will receive the best closed treatment there. Once he recovers, our two families will formally discuss the wedding date."

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