"Dead?"

Father Jiang was stunned for a few seconds.

The next second, he rolled up his sleeves and slapped himself in the mouth left and right, and tears fell out.

His expression changes at the same speed as his daughter's.

“Ouch!”

"Look at me, I just keep talking nonsense. Jiang Zhi's mother passed away early, and I'm still not used to it!"

"Mr. Sheng, my daughter is just like me. We Jiang family members...are loyal."

Sheng Huai glanced at him and turned to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey... Mr. Sheng, don't leave."

He trotted a few steps to block Sheng Huai, bent down and stretched out his hand with a flattering smile: "You seem to be here, why don't you go up and sit down."

"At least you have to... buy me an old man a bottle of wine."

Sheng Huai's eyes were gloomy and he threw out a few banknotes.

Father Jiang's eyes lit up and he hurriedly put his money in his pocket: "Thank you, Mr. Sheng, I will definitely let that little girl serve you well! We will be a family from now on."

Sheng Huai strode into the car, and all the anger he had just felt towards Su Yun had dissipated.

The driver, who could no longer wait, started the car and left quickly.

After jumping and waving at the receding car, Father Jiang happily took out the money, spitting on his fingers as he counted the bills one by one.

"dad!"

Father Jiang reluctantly turned his gaze from the banknotes to behind him.

Looking at Jiang Zhi, who was dressed like a noblewoman, he pouted and started to curse: "Where have you been, you little bitch? It's rare that Mr. Sheng came to see you on his own initiative!"

"What did you say?"

Jiang Zhi was stunned, and he grabbed his father's sleeve tightly and asked repeatedly: "A Huai is here? Where is he?!"

"They've already left! This guy is so stingy, he only gave me a few bills!"

Father Jiang glared at his daughter and said, "If you work harder in bed, you can ask him to buy us a new villa. It won't be difficult to get a few hundred thousand! You useless thing."

"What do you know?!"

Jiang Zhi snorted coldly and glanced at the money in his father's hand with disdain: "Short-sighted!"

"What's the use of hundreds of thousands?"

"Wait until I become Mrs. Sheng, hum! Then the entire Sheng family will be mine..."

"The stepmother of the Sheng family is so disappointing that she still can't give birth to a child!"

She dragged out the last word, her face full of pride and arrogance, as if she now holds the power of the Sheng family.

"As long as I can take down Sheng Huai and give birth to a few more sons, no one will dare to look at me in the future!"

"Okay, okay! My daughter has great ambitions! It was worth the money I spent on you back then."

Father Jiang's face immediately lit up with smiles, and he counted the money in his hand happily with saliva on his face.

He remembered something again and asked in confusion: "But why did you tell Mr. Sheng that your mother was dead?"

Jiang Zhi's face turned pale instantly, and his voice suddenly became louder: "What nonsense did you say?"

She was relieved to learn that her father did not expose her.

"Dad, you must not tell anyone that my mom ran away with another man!"

"Sheng Huai's biological mother died early. Only if we are in the same situation can he pity me more."

Father Jiang took a big gulp of wine.

"Your mother is a bitch! She keeps interfering with other people's families and giving birth to sons for other men!"

"Humph... Dare to cheat on me, I want to see what happens to her in the future!"

Jiang Zhi felt a little guilty, and inexplicably felt that his father's words were like a scolding of him.

After thinking for a while, she picked up the phone and called Sheng Huai.

…

"Ah Huai."

"You came to see me, why didn't you call?"

A sweet voice came from the phone.

Sheng Huai frowned, feeling a little annoyed as he listened.

After a long while, he replied with one word: "Yes."

"Wow, why is Ah Huai so cold to me? Are you still angry about what happened to Sister Su Yun last time? Don't blame me."

Jiang Zhi twisted her waist and said coquettishly, "You know, I didn't have a mother to teach me since I was a child, and I have a simple personality..."

Sheng Huai interrupted her.

"Pack up and go meet Yun Qishan tomorrow."

"Really? Teacher Yun is willing to see me? Ah Huai, you are so nice!"

"Then what should I wear, that..."

The next second, the call was hung up.

…

Sheng Group.

Secretary Gao pushed open the door of the president's office.

Be extremely respectful.

"Mr. Sheng, as you instructed, I have made an appointment with Teacher Yun to meet at Zemeng Club at 8 o'clock tonight."

She glanced at Sheng Huai's expression and asked tentatively, "Do you want to arrange a car to pick up Miss Jiang?"

The person on the sofa ignored her for a long time.

Secretary Gao understood and left respectfully.

Sheng Huai put down the documents in his hand, lowered his head to open the desk drawer, and his eyes stayed on the photo frame for a few seconds.

In the retro wooden photo frame, Su Yun was dancing lightly in a ballet costume, with a beam of light shining on her delicate and almost perfect face.

What a nice view.

He suddenly wondered, what would the scene be like if the person he brought to introduce to Yun Qishan tonight was Su Yun?

"Hello, this is my wife Su Yun."

Is this an opening statement?

Will she still hold her arms tightly with a blushing face like before?

As Sheng Huai thought about this, a hint of smile unconsciously flashed across the corners of his stiff and harsh lips.

He leaned back, casually unbuttoned the collar of his black shirt, loosened his tie, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window.

"call……"

He sighed softly.

Throw all your troubles on the floor.

After everything was over, he changed into a well-tailored black suit and buttoned the diamond buttons of his striped shirt tightly.

He has a cold and abstinent temperament, and his eyes are distant and handsome.

He left the office and returned to his usual cold and aloof self.

No one could have guessed what this ascetic and icy-faced president had just done in the office.

When I got out of the elevator, the driver wearing white gloves was already waiting respectfully at the door.

He got into the car with his long legs.

Before the car started, a colorful shadow flashed on the side of the car.

"Ah Huai."

Jiang Zhi kept hitting the car window with his hands.

The driver turned around and asked carefully: "Mr. Sheng, this..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, twirled the lighter in his hand, and gave the order nonchalantly: "Open the door."

The driver frowned and pressed the button.

The car door opened slowly.

Jiang Zhi got into the car with a smile on her face, bringing in a strong pungent smell of perfume.

"Ah Huai, why don't you come to pick me up?"

She puffed up her cheeks to act cute, complaining in a coquettish tone: "You always picked me up before, and I even spent a long time dressing up for such an important occasion as meeting Teacher Yun today."

"Ah Huai, look at her, is she pretty?"

Sheng Huai didn't even raise his head. He leaned lazily against the side of the car, staring at his phone with gloomy eyes slightly narrowed.

He was wondering whether to ask Su Yun.

Teacher Yun is a very famous ballet master. Ordinary people need to go through countless connections to meet her.

Although Su Yun's major was fashion design, he could see that she loved ballet.

The slender fingers typed and deleted in the dialog box.

The message was never sent out.

A piece of news popped up on the phone, which was a promotion about Li City Hospital.

Although the silhouette was blurry, he recognized it at a glance.

In the photo, Su Yun is standing in line at the door of the pharmacy waiting to get her medicine.

Not far away in the corridor, a man was staring at her silently in the shadows.

It’s Lin An.

Sheng Huai closed his phone and his face turned pale instantly.

Jiang Zhi was still grumbling in anger.

"Ah Huai, why don't you speak?"

Sheng Huai finally looked up at her.

"You should know why I'm helping you. Don't think too much about things you shouldn't think about."

Jiang Zhi's face froze.

She understood what Sheng Huai meant.

If he hadn't bribed the police to deceive him, if he hadn't replaced that unknown Bai Yueguang, if he hadn't lied that his mother had died a long time ago...

I'm afraid that until now, her life will never have any intersection with such a wealthy president.

She lowered her eyes and acted pitiful.

"Ahuai, I understand what you mean. You know, I lost it when I was a child..."

“That’s enough!”

Sheng Huai frowned and interrupted her.

Jiang Zhi didn't dare to say anything more.

After passing a traffic light, the Rolls-Royce stopped steadily at the entrance of Zemeng Club.

The two got out of the car, and Jiang Zhi couldn't wait to hold Sheng Huai's arm.

At the same time, at the entrance of the club, Qin Bin, who was walking out drunk, happened to see this scene and stopped in his tracks.

After staring and sneering for a moment, he took out his cell phone and took a photo at the right angle.

Then, he sent it to Su Yun.