In an authentic Cantonese restaurant, the chicken hot pot is boiling.
Zhu Qixiong drank one glass of wine after another.
"Mr. Zhu, drink less. Drinking alone is not good for your health." Zhu Qixiong has been drinking non-stop since the dishes were served. He speaks very little and has a gloomy face.
Shen Ning didn't know what was wrong with him. He looked at him cautiously and wanted to talk to him several times, but he interrupted him by shaking his hand.
She could only sit there stupidly, looking at him, feeling sad.
A man wouldn't drink so much unless he had encountered something extremely sad and painful.
So is he hurt by love or is there something else?
"Mr. Zhu, Chinese New Year is the day after tomorrow. Aren't you planning to go home for a reunion?" Shen Ning asked tentatively after thinking for a while.
With Zhu Qixiong's charm, he should not fail in love. Moreover, he doesn't look like he has been heartbroken. After all, a few days ago, he said that he didn't have a girlfriend.
Sure enough, when she asked this, a trace of pain flashed in Zhu Qixiong's eyes. Soon, his expression became indifferent and his tone was cold: "I don't have a home."
Shen Ning paused for a moment, then understood.
Sure enough, she guessed right. It seemed that he had conflicts with that family again, and the conflicts were not small.
"For so many years, I have been spending the New Year alone, and only go home to visit my grandma on New Year's Eve." He said lightly.
After all, grandma is the elder in the Zhu family who cares about him the most. He still has feelings for her, but he will leave within an hour. As for other people, he never cares about them.
"In fact, having a home is better than not having one. We are all family, so let's be more open-minded about some things." Shen Ning advised softly.
"I can't let it go." He said firmly.
That year, in order to let her son take charge of the Zhu Group, his stepmother framed him and he was driven out by his father. That year, his heart died.
Don’t advise others to do good unless you have experienced their suffering.
Shen Ning listened to his resolute tone and stopped talking.
"Mr. Zhu, how can I help you?" After a while, seeing that he was still drinking alone and worried that he would get drunk, she asked with concern.
Zhu Qixiong looked at her and suddenly asked, "Ningning, do you really want to help me?"
"Of course." Shen Ning nodded affirmatively, "You've helped me a lot, so of course I want to help you."
"Well, on New Year's Eve, can you accompany me back to the Zhu family?"
Shen Ning was stunned and looked at him, not understanding what he meant.
Zhu Qixiong smiled and pointed out: "Accompany me back to the Zhu family. You will be my girlfriend."
Shen Ning opened his mouth in shock.
"Don't be afraid, it's not true. I'm just accompanying you to act out a scene."
"Why do you want to do this?"
Zhu Qixiong's eyes flashed with an icy light.
"They want to introduce the youngest daughter of the gambling king Wu family to me."
"That's great." Shen Ning said, "Wu Xueying, the youngest daughter of the gambling king Wu family, is smart, beautiful and capable. She is a perfect match for you."
"Do you really think so?" Zhu Qixiong's eyes were sharp.
"Yes." Shen Ning's expression was very serious.
"But they're only interested in the Wu family's wealth. Now the Zhu family is in trouble, and they hope to get the gambling king's help through a political marriage between me and the Wu family. I don't want that." Zhu Qixiong said calmly, "I'm not a gigolo. I don't need to rely on women to make my fortune. Besides, I've already cut ties with that family. There's no need to sacrifice my feelings for them. It's immoral. I can't do it, and I don't want to."
(End of this chapter)
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