"Ah Huai."

Jiang Zhi stood in front of the car, smiling innocently.

It makes me feel pity.

However, the car door did not open for a long time. She could not help but banging on the glass and biting her lips, looking even more pitiful.

After a while.

The car window slowly opened.

"What's wrong?"

Sheng Huai's face was gloomy and his tone was cold.

Jiang Zhi was aggrieved: "You haven't answered my calls, are you still angry? Is Sister Su Yun okay?"

"You care about her?" Sheng Huai sneered.

"certainly!"

"It was all my fault before. I didn't have a mother to teach me since I was a child. I didn't know how to be modest and I hurt my sister."

"Ahuai, you can't ignore me, I did this for you..."

She said no more.

Sheng Huai looked up at her: "What do you want to say? Save me at the bar door, or give up your studies and return home for me?"

"Ah Huai, that's not what I meant, I..."

The conversation was interrupted.

"What do you want?"

"money?"

Jiang Zhi cried out: "Ahuai, how could you do this to me!"

"I am different from Sister Su Yun. I have always liked you as a person, not as President Sheng!"

Sheng Huai suddenly felt very annoyed and didn't have the patience to continue spending time with her.

"Don't come to the company again!"

The car window closed quickly.

The Rolls-Royce turned around and drove out of the parking lot.

Jiang Zhi stood there in a daze for a long time, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared.

She clenched her palms tightly, unable to accept Sheng Huai's increasingly cold attitude.

After walking out of the underground garage, he stood at the entrance of Sheng Group for a long time. Finally, under the gaze of the security personnel, he left angrily.

She held the phone in her hand, her voice low.

"Jia Jia, Sheng Huai seems to know something and has been very cold to me recently. What should I do?"

There was an exclamation from the other side.

"ah?!"

"Know what?"

"Did you know that you weren't the one who saved me when I was stabbed in the bar? Or did you know that you returned home because you couldn't make it?"

Jiang Zhi quickly raised his head and looked around: "No..."

"That……"

"Mr. Sheng knows that you are impersonating his Bai Yueguang?"

"You are really brave. I heard that Mr. Sheng is ruthless and cruel. He is a living hell! What if..."

"Alright, alright, just pretend I didn't say anything. Calling you will only make things worse!"

Jiang Zhi was upset and hung up the phone with her best friend, cursing.

A toy car got under my feet.

She picked it up with a dark face and cursed: "You are blind!"

"Aunt."

A little boy ran out of the cafe next door, looking a little scared: "Auntie, I'm sorry, can you give me my toy back?"

"Aunt?"

Jiang Zhi raised his eyebrows and looked at the little boy coldly: "Who are you calling auntie?!"

"Whose kid is so annoying!"

The little boy was so scared that he started crying: "I'm sorry, can you... give my toy back to me... woooo"

"Return it to you?"

"Okay, Auntie will give it back to you now!"

Jiang Zhi glanced around and sneered.

Suddenly he raised his hand and threw the toy car high into the air.

The next moment the toy car was smashed to the ground and broken into several pieces.

She instantly felt that the anger that had just been suppressed in her heart was relieved a lot.

The little boy stumbled over, picked up the broken toy and cried loudly.

An elegant woman soon came out of the cafe.

"Xiao Han."

"Woo woo woo mommy, my toy woo woo woo woo ..."

The woman looked in the direction of his finger, but saw nothing.

…

Zemeng Club.

In the most luxurious private room.

Sheng Huai was wearing a tuxedo, a snow-white collared shirt, an ink-blue waist belt, and sparkling diamond cuffs on his wrists.

Noble and elegant.

Soon, the door of the private room was pushed open.

An elegant middle-aged woman walked in with her head held high, followed by a young girl.

The woman was wearing a crimson cheongsam, with her long hair tied up low and a pair of jade earrings adorning her ears, which looked both classic and elegant.

She smiled and reached out her hand.

"Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Huai stood up, stretched out his fingertips to touch it, and quickly withdrew it.

"Teacher Yun, I have long admired you."

The young woman next to him stared at Sheng Huai and joked, "I've heard that Mr. Sheng is not only young and promising, but also handsome. It's true when I see him today."

"By the way, why didn't Mrs. Sheng come?"

Sheng Huai frowned slightly, but a faint smile appeared on his face: "My wife is not feeling well."

"I see. Mr. Sheng is so handsome and elegant. I think Mrs. Sheng is also unforgettable."

It had been a long time since Sheng Huai heard the three words "Mrs. Sheng" from anyone's mouth, and he was in a good mood.

He raised his red wine glass: "Teacher Yun, thank you for your presence."

The wine glasses clinked lightly, and Yun Qishan took a sip of wine elegantly: "I just received an invitation from President Sheng when I returned to China. He said he wanted to introduce a student to me. Does Mrs. Sheng want to learn ballet?"

Sheng Huai's eyes moved slightly.

"I'm a friend."

Suddenly, Yun Qishan's assistant Yu Xuan winked at him: "Friend? President Sheng's girlfriend?"

After all, Sheng Huai's news was a hot topic and almost everyone knew about it.

There was an awkward silence in the room for a few seconds.

Yu Xuan realized that she had said something wrong and stuck out her tongue at Yun Qishan, not daring to say anything more.

"Mr. Sheng."

"What are the qualifications of your 'friend'?"

Yun Qishan's face looked a little unhappy. She had seen too many tricks of rich businessmen using their beauties to gain power.

"She once saved my life abroad."

"So I just wanted to give her a hand."

"Qualifications. I know too much about ballet, but it should be... not bad."

Sheng Huai explained very seriously.

But for some reason, when he said this, his mind was filled with the image of Su Yun dancing under the phoenix tree.

Yun Qishan's tone softened a lot.

"So that's how it is."

"You know, I don't accept students easily."

Sheng Huai nodded and changed the subject.

"I heard that Teacher Yun returned to China this time to bid for the land in the university town?"

Yun Qishan was slightly stunned.

"Mr. Sheng is really well-informed."

"Yes, I have been in France for more than ten years. Now I want to return to my motherland with my children. After all, fallen leaves return to their roots."

“I was planning to build a ballet concert hall in the university town.”

Yun Qishan shook his wine glass lightly and sighed lightly: "But I didn't expect that getting that piece of land would be much more difficult than I imagined."

Sheng Huai spoke casually.

"Sometimes, if you want to achieve something, you can't just have money."

There was a light in her eyes: "What does Mr. Sheng mean?"

Sheng Huai did not comment.

The conversation between the smart people ended there and the topic was not continued.

After the two chatted casually about some topics such as Li City's economy and real estate, Yun Qishan finally agreed to meet Jiang Zhi before leaving.

At the entrance of Zemeng elevator.

Sheng Huai gentlemanly held the elevator door with his hand, allowing Yun Qishan and the other man to enter first.

Downstairs in the club, Xiao Qi came towards him.

"Mr. Sheng."

He glanced at the strange woman next to him with a playful look.

"Where's Mrs. Sheng? I miss her ballet."

Yuxuan took over the conversation: "Mrs. Sheng can also dance ballet? Why did she come here to dance?"

Xiao Qi sneered and said, "You should ask Mr. Sheng about this."

Yun Qishan seemed to be thinking about something.

"I have a favorite dancer who is very talented and hardworking."

Sheng Huai turned and looked at her.

Yun Qishan smiled at him and said, "I always advised her to focus on what she is good at and be the person who makes her life shine."

"And then?"

Sheng Huai's eyes were dark.

"later?"

"Later, she chose the thing she was least good at, got trapped in the cage of marriage, and slowly lost herself."

After saying that, she got in the car and said goodbye gracefully.

Sheng Huai stood at the intersection for a long time.

Yun Qishan’s words just now reminded him of someone.

His wife.

Su Yun.

He suddenly had an urge.

Want to see her.