After leaving the company, Qiao Zhen called Yan Simiao.

"You skipped work?" Upon hearing that Qiao Zhen had skipped work, Yan Simiao suddenly raised her voice, her tone full of disbelief.

"Yes." Qiao Zhen, who was in a bad mood, spoke weakly.

"No, you, you workaholic thirteenth sister, would you really skip work?"

"Really!" Yan Simiao's exaggerated words made Qiao Zhen roll her eyes.

"Wait for me, I'll be right there!" After saying that, Yan Simiao hurriedly hung up the phone and went to get ready.

It was past one o'clock when she appeared in front of Qiao Zhen.

The two of them sat in the hot pot restaurant, chatting while washing the pot.

"Damn it, I knew Lu Zheng wasn't a good person!" Yan Simiao cursed angrily after hearing Qiao Zhen's words.

“You didn’t say that last time.”

When she had her accident last time, Yan Simiao knew what Lu Zheng had done and said he was a responsible man.

"Times have changed, but do you really not like him?" Yan Simiao kept asking questions as she stuffed food into her mouth.

Qiao Zhen brushed the beef and thought about it seriously.

Does she not like him? Of course not.

"Do you hate him?" Yan Simiao continued to ask when she didn't answer.

"Pick up the beef first, otherwise it will get tough."

"I don't dislike him." Thinking of all that Lu Zheng had done for her, she couldn't bring herself to dislike him.

Yan Simiao laughed when she saw this: "See, you just like her, but you're too stubborn to admit it."

"What if he's trying to take advantage of me and is being nice to me on purpose?" Although she didn't dislike him, she thought about how good he had been to her.

Then she realized that these were all little tricks he used to get close to her, and she couldn't bring herself to like them.

"What can he possibly use you for?" Yan Simiao glanced at her and said quietly.

Qiao Zhen thought about it seriously, but it seemed there was nothing she could use.

Her father didn't leave anything behind after he passed away.

"That's right. You say he's using you, but what can he possibly use you for? Is he going to start a relationship with you and then trick you into going to Myanmar?"

Yan Simiao's mouth never stopped; she was either talking or eating.

Of course, her hands never stopped; whenever Qiao Zhen was lost in thought, she would help her brush the meat.

"You really dare to say anything!"

"I'm telling the truth. It's one thing if you're some billionaire, but the point is you have a family to support, a family that needs to be hospitalized, and a younger brother who needs to go to school. What do you have besides some looks?"

Listening to Yan Simiao's words, Qiao Zhen felt that they made some sense.

"Then why is he so good to me?"

"He must like you."

"But he said he wouldn't like me, and he wouldn't marry me." Qiao Zhen felt sad when she thought about this.

I can still vividly recall Lu Zheng saying those words; he had said he came to seek revenge on her.

"So, do you think he's good to you?"

Qiao Zhen remained silent. Although Lu Zheng sometimes spoke harshly, he always proved his kindness to her through his actions.

Seeing her troubled by love, Yan Simiao hugged her and whispered.

"If he says he doesn't like it, then he doesn't like it. Anyway, who thinks they'll definitely get married when they're dating? He's not bad looking, and if he's good in bed, then whatever."

Her openness made Qiao Zhen blush.

After Yan Simiao's words of encouragement, Qiao Zhen suddenly felt that it might not be such a bad thing after all.

After all, he said he wanted to take revenge on me, but he didn't actually do anything to harm me.

He was so good to her mother and brother, and he treated her well too.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't like me or marry me.

"Since we've already skipped work, let's play the second half!" After eating hotpot, it was already past two o'clock. Yan Simiao hugged Qiao Zhen and decided to go to the next game.

Qiao Zhen had no objections, she hadn't been this happy since she started working.

When Qiao Zhen arrived at the next scene Yan Simiao had mentioned, she was dumbfounded.

No, why are we in a place like this again?

"Last time was a mistake, this time it will definitely be good!" Yan Simiao put his arm around her shoulder, stopping her from running away.

"I don't believe you!" Yan Simiao loves to play games and usually plays them in a rather unconventional way.

But the two of them didn't interfere with each other; Yan Simiao didn't care about her, and she didn't care about Yan Simiao either.

"Oh, really, really, I promise you!" Yan Simiao dragged Qiao Zhen away, preventing her from leaving, while asking the waiter to open a private room.

The waiter quickly opened a private room for them, and Yan Simiao dragged Qiao Zhen into the room, pulling and mopping her along with him.

Several male models were already waiting in the private room.

Seeing the two of them come in, he quickly stood up to greet them.

"Whatever, whatever," Yan Simiao said to the male models, linking arms with Qiao Zhen.

She whispered in Qiao Zhen's ear, "Tell me who you like, and I'll have him come to your room tonight."

"Have you forgotten Lu Zheng? If Lu Zheng finds out, I'll be in deep trouble, and you won't live either!"

Yan Simiao paused for a moment when Lu Zheng was mentioned.

Thinking of something, she suddenly chuckled again.

“Didn’t you say that Lu Zheng doesn’t like you? If he really didn’t like you, he wouldn’t care if you came to a place like this.”

After saying that, she randomly picked two male models for Qiao Zhen.

Soon the two male models sat down on either side of Qiao Zhen.

Caught in the middle, Qiao Zhen was restless. Thinking about what that male model had done before, she was now afraid of male models.

"Sister, don't you like us?" A tall, thin boy asked, seeing that Qiao Zhen didn't say anything and didn't even look at them.

On the other hand, the other side had already embraced each other, making their side seem incredibly indifferent in comparison.

“Yeah, does your sister not like us?” Another boy who looked like a grandmother chimed in.

They both stared at her with wet eyes, making her feel guilty.

"No, I..." Qiao Zhen was about to speak when the door was suddenly opened.

When they looked up and saw who it was, Qiao Zhen suddenly stood up.

Yan Simiao was also stunned, and then stood up as well.

Holy crap, no way? They've only been in there for less than twenty minutes, and this jerk is already here?

And she only called him a dog, she didn't really mean him a dog! With such a keen sense of smell, she found him so quickly!

"Let's go." As soon as Lu Zheng entered, he saw two male models trying to please Qiao Zhen, and she did not refuse.

In Lu Zheng's eyes, her lack of refusal meant she wanted to agree.

The thought that if he had arrived even a moment later, Qiao Zhen would have agreed to their proposal fueled Lu Zheng's anger, and he tightened his grip on her hand.

"What are you doing! You're pulling my hand so hard it hurts!" Qiao Zhen's hand hurt from his grip, and she tried to break free, but she couldn't.

Instead, the more you struggle, the more it hurts.

Hearing her words, Lu Zheng's anger did not subside; instead, it intensified.

His face was dark, and a dangerous glint was brewing in his black eyes.

But he loosened his grip on Qiao Zhen's hand, not as tightly as before.

Realizing this, Qiao Zhen's anger at being suddenly taken away lessened considerably.