Chapter 168 Who is he?

The man's deep, magnetic voice awakened the two people who were looking at each other.

Xu Xian blinked twice when she heard that, subconsciously covering up her surprised look. Realizing that she had lost her composure, her slender fingers curled up and her thoughts were in a mess.

After she broke up with Sheng Anyang, she thought they would never meet again and never thought about the day they would meet again after a long separation.

I didn't expect to meet again unexpectedly, as employees of two companies.

How come she didn't know that Sheng Anyang was the son of ST Group?

Sheng Anyang, overwhelmed by joy, clenched his palms, unable to retract his lingering gaze. Only after receiving a warning from Sheng Mingzhu's eyes did he reluctantly look away.

His gentle gaze lingered on Jiang Shibai's face, and he smiled brightly, sunny and positive. "Xianxian and I are—"

Before he could finish his words, Xu Xian answered in a hurried tone, "Vice President Sheng and I used to be classmates at the same university."

The two obviously different ways of addressing her as Xianxian and Vice President Sheng show her distant attitude.

She didn't dare announce during the meeting between the two companies that she and Sheng Anyang were once in a relationship, not to mention how much of a stir their previous relationship would cause.

The most important thing is that there is a jealous person standing next to her. If he knew on the spot that Sheng Anyang was her ex-boyfriend and first love, she couldn't imagine how exciting the scene would be.

When Sheng Anyang heard this, a trace of hurt flashed across his handsome face. His thin lips moved, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped.

His affectionate eyes were fixed on Xu Xian's face. In the end, he did not refute her and agreed with her words.

Jiang Shibai and Sheng Mingzhu are both old foxes in the business world. Often a look or a word can make them suspicious. Seeing Xu Xian's attempt to cover up his intentions and Sheng Anyang's hurt expression, they know that the relationship between the two must be complicated.

Jiang Shibai even had a vague guess in his mind. He rarely saw Xu Xian lose her composure in public, and the ST Group Vice President Sheng in front of him had a close relationship with her.

There was a vague and hesitant answer in his mind.

Sheng Mingzhu didn't have so many thoughts. She just thought Sheng Anyang was just surprised to see an old friend, so she asked with a smile: "Anyang, are you and Miss Xu in the same major?"

"No, she majored in jewelry design. In my junior year, I saw her playing the piano in the music room. I was attracted by her piano playing, so I took the initiative to get to know her." Sheng Anyang's affectionate eyes restrained.

He grew up in Germany and received an open education abroad. When he met a girl he liked, he naturally dared to pursue her boldly and express his love passionately.

That year, he heard the sound of the piano in the music room and pushed open the door of the classroom as if possessed. Under the golden sunset, a girl in a white dress, her slender fingers fell on the piano keys, playing beautiful and pleasant notes.

Just an unclear profile was enough to make him lose his composure and his heart beat fast.

When the piano music ended, he walked up to her, added her contact information, and pursued her relentlessly, showing his persistence to the fullest.

Everything he said was normal, but Xu Xian felt like he was roasting her on the fire. She glanced at the silent man beside her.

He was sitting there expressionlessly, his dark eyes fixed on Sheng Anyang, his thin eyelids half-closed, his eyes sharp.

The air pressure around the body is reduced invisibly.

Suddenly, he turned his head and stared at Xu Xian, and their eyes met in mid-air.

The sharp gaze was scorching hot, and Xu Xian felt inexplicably guilty.

No one knows a son better than his mother. Sheng Mingzhu could hear the affection in her son's words. Her gaze fell on Xu Xian, an elegant smile playing on the corners of her lips. "So Miss Xu and my son have such a past. It's really rare for us to meet again today."

"It seems that the Jiang Group and ST have a deep connection. My cooperation with Mr. Jiang is a match made in heaven."

She is not feudal in her thinking and has no prejudice against family background. As long as the girl her son likes has good character, she will gladly accept her.

The fact that Secretary Xu can become President Jiang's accompanying secretary shows that his character and ability can stand the test.

Jiang Shibai, who was supposed to take over the conversation, remained unmoved, as if he had not heard Sheng Mingzhu's last two words, like a Buddhist statue of an old monk in meditation.

You could hear a pin drop in the office, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Sheng Mingzhu was accustomed to awkward scenes and vaguely felt that Jiang Shibai's aura was a little cold.

Thinking about the information she found, it showed that Jiang Shibai was a cold and distant person who did not like meaningless greetings and exchanges and liked to get things done quickly.

What's more, that brat Sheng Anyang had the audacity to interrupt their conversation just now.

No one would be happy in its place.

Sheng Mingzhu changed the subject with a look of leer, "Boss Jiang, the car is already downstairs, let's go to the factory first!"

"Yeah." Jiang Shibai glanced at Sheng Anyang indifferently, there was no smile in his dark eyes, and his tone was stiff.

Seeing this, Sheng Anyang volunteered, "Mom, I'll go with you to accompany President Jiang to visit the factory."

He originally had no accompanying duties on his schedule, but now that he had met Xu Xian, naturally everything had to be postponed.

Sheng Mingzhu paused as she stood up, looked at him deeply, and nodded.

Xu Xian, who had always wanted to reduce his presence, felt his brows twitch slightly, and an ominous premonition arose. He secretly glanced at the man's angular profile, and sure enough, his face was dark and ugly.

The group drove to the factory.

Jiang Shibai and Sheng Mingzhu wanted to continue their conversation. They sat in the same car. They changed to a four-seater car to go to the factory. Wang Bai must accompany them and sit in the passenger seat. Seeing this, Xu Xian walked towards a car behind.

Suddenly, Sheng Anyang, who was always paying attention to her, brightened up his eyes. "Xianxian, take my car. We haven't been in touch for many years. We can catch up."

Sheng Anyang, who was an extra person on the trip, drove the car himself, and he wanted Xu Xian to sit in the passenger seat.

Xu Xian's scalp tingled under the gazes of several pairs of eyes. He pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you, Vice President Sheng, for your kindness. I have a seat."

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly got into the back seat of the car for fear of any complications.

She doesn't think it's appropriate to talk about personal matters in the workplace.

Besides, she didn't dare to accuse Jiang Shibai of being a cuckold in front of him.

As Mrs. Jiang, she should be aware of maintaining an appropriate or distant distance from her ex.

In the biting cold wind, Sheng Anyang was left alone, feeling lost and distraught.

Is it possible that we can’t even be friends after breaking up peacefully?

Jiang Shibai, who was about to get into the car, curled his thin lips slightly, barely audible.

The car was driving smoothly on the lane. Xu Xian's phone vibrated. It was a message from Jiang Shibai. Just from the cold words, one could feel his irritability and indifference.

Boss: [Who is he?]

The wind in Europe was biting and dry, and Xu Xian was not used to it. The heater in the car was also very dry, so she subconsciously licked her dry lips.

Unable to escape the fate of being punished, she did not resist or struggle in vain.

Lady Boss: [The ex-boyfriend I mentioned to you when we were in Japan... (weak and helpless.jpg)]

After sending the message, Xu Xian waited absentmindedly for his reply, but never received any message from him.

Xu Xian rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingertips, feeling uneasy.