"Zhou Jialing?" Zhang Xin was shocked. She didn't expect that Li Zheng's wife would come to her house directly.
"Ms. Zhang, please rest assured. I've cleared out all the paparazzi around here. Our meeting will be safe, and yes, it will be civilized. I'm not here for Li Zheng's little matter."
Zhou Jialing took off her sunglasses, revealing a slightly sharp face. She was not pretty, and even looked a little mean, but her eyes were so bright that people dared not look at her directly.
Even through the cat's eye, Zhang Xin subconsciously avoided these eyes.
As if she knew Zhang Xin was watching her from the doorway, Zhou Jialing took off her glasses and elegantly smoothed her chestnut curly hair. Her slightly pointed face revealed a not-so-beautiful, but unforgettable, confident smile:
"Ms. Zhang, I'm here to ask for your help. Don't be nervous. I'm alone."
Zhang Xin thought about it and finally opened the door.
Just as Zhou Jialing said, she was really alone. Seeing Zhang Xin open the door, she smiled at Zhang Xin, put her sunglasses into her bag, and walked into the house with a relaxed pace.
"Ms. Zhang's home is very cozy. By the way, do you have shoe covers? It's not convenient for me to take off my shoes."
Zhou Jialing looked around, exclaimed in admiration, then pointed to her feet and said apologetically.
It's the end of August now, and Zhou Jialing is still wearing a pair of high-heeled boots.
"Yes, here you go."
Zhang Xin felt that she couldn't quite figure this woman out. She handed shoe covers to Zhou Jialing and watched her sit down gracefully, put on the shoe covers, and then stand up with a twist of her waist.
With the high-heeled boots, she was just half a head taller than Zhang Xin.
"hehe."
Zhang Xin understood now. No wonder the woman didn't want to take off her shoes. It turned out that she didn't want to suffer the disadvantage of height.
Tch, so childish.
Zhang Xin snorted coldly, took out a pair of high heels from the shoe cabinet and put them on, then put on shoe covers.
Zhou Jialing glanced at her and snorted quietly.
Two equally childish women walked into the living room with smiles on their faces and sat down in the same elegant posture.
"First of all, I want to make it clear that I'm not here for Li Zheng. You should believe this, right?
After all, women like you and me, that coward Li Zheng is not worthy of us doing anything stupid for him."
Zhou Jialing sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, the hem of her skirt pulled up, revealing a pair of slender white legs.
Zhang Xin was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "You're right."
She also crossed her legs, revealing her long and beautiful legs beneath her nightgown. "So, what on earth is it that brought you here to see me, Miss Zhou?"
"I'm actually here for a man who is more valuable than Li Zheng. I'd like Miss Zhang to introduce him to me."
Zhou Jialing smiled.
"who?"
Zhang Xin asked, her mind rapidly searching for the men she knew.
Finally, the search scope was limited to those movie kings and singing kings.
As the newly appointed president of Shenxin Entertainment, it is understandable that Zhou Jialing is eager to sign several heavyweight artists in order to revitalize Shenxin, which has just suffered turmoil.
But why did you come to me for an introduction?
"Fang Xiaole."
Just when Zhang Xin was feeling confused, Zhou Jialing said an unexpected name.
"Fang Xiaole?"
Zhang Xin was a little surprised.
"Yes, because of Chen Qiao's wrong behavior, there is a misunderstanding between Shen Xin and Mr. Fang. I want to talk to Mr. Fang."
Zhou Jialing nodded, still smiling.
"But Fang Xiaole and I are not familiar with each other."
Zhang Xin was a little confused about what this woman was thinking, and she spread her hands helplessly.
"You and Lin Yao are familiar with each other."
Zhou Jialing moved her butt, put down her legs, stood up, and looked straight at Zhang Xin:
"I know that the father of your eldest son is Li Zheng, and I also know why you are willing to quit the entertainment industry to get rid of Chen Qiao.
Miss Zhang, if you do me this little favor, I won't bother you or your son anymore."
Zhang Xin's expression turned cold: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"I said I just wanted to talk to Mr. Fang, but he and Miss Lin are both in Jiangrong now. If I go over there rashly,
I'm afraid it might cause unnecessary misunderstandings, so I need an intermediary to introduce us, it's that simple."
Zhou Jialing rested her elbows on the armrest of the sofa, her posture leisurely:
"I know Miss Zhang will be going to Jiangrong the day after tomorrow. May I ask if I have the honor of taking the same flight with her the day after tomorrow?"
…
…
Two days later, Jiangrong Airport.
Fang Xiaole drove Lin Yao and Xiaoxuan to pick up Zhang Xin.
Lin Yao's fetus is now stable, and as long as she pays attention to safety, she can go out and walk around freely. Zhang Xin is at the lowest point in her life now, so naturally she has to come and pick her up.
Although Xiaoxuan kept saying that he didn't want his mother to pick him up and wanted to play at his bad sister's house for a few more days, the little guy was still very happy when he heard that Zhang Xin was coming to Jiang Rong.
"Why hasn't mom come out yet?"
At this time, at the domestic flight exit of the airport, the little boy was stretching his neck to look inside.
"Little brat, don't you want your mother to pick you up?"
Fang Xiaole laughed at him.
As soon as this little brat arrived, he "occupied" Lin Yao, forcing Lin Yao to run to Lanheng Garden all day long. Fang Xiaole, her husband, rarely saw her, which made her very depressed.
"husband."
Lin Yao patted him lightly.
"None of your business, stingy uncle!"
Xiaoxuan made a face at Fang Xiaole.
"Hey you little brat, you're living in my house now alright!"
"Shame on you, that's the bad guy's sister's house!"
"Stop right there, little brat!"
"Hey, husband, stop messing with the kids."
The three people were arguing when a familiar voice came from behind Lin Yao:
"Yaoyao, thank you for your hard work."
Lin Yao turned around and smiled at Zhang Xin:
"Sister Zhang Xin, welcome to Jiangrong."
Zhang Xin, wearing loose sportswear, sunglasses and a hat, looked at Xiaoxuan behind Lin Yao.
"Mother!"
The little brat threw himself into Zhang Xin's arms and said aggrievedly:
"Why did you come just now? Stingy uncle is about to bully me to death!"
Fang Xiaole was depressed. This little brat was simply a drama queen!
Lin Yao also walked up to Zhang Xin, took her hand, and said softly, "Sister Zhang Xin, you've lost weight."
"Yaoyao, I'm so sorry." Zhang Xin said to Lin Yao.
"No, Xiaoxuan is very well behaved and didn't cause me any trouble."
"No, I mean, I didn't tell you in advance."
"What?"
Lin Yao was just wondering when a woman came up from not far behind Zhang Xin. She came in front of Lin Yao, took off her sunglasses, and revealed a slightly sharp face:
"Hello, Miss Lin, nice to meet you. My name is Zhou Jialing, and I'm the president of Shenxin Entertainment. I came to Jiangrong specifically to see Mr. Fang Xiaole."
While introducing herself, Zhou Jialing looked past Lin Yao and towards Fang Xiaole.
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