Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

After much hesitation, she finally picked up the phone.

"What's up?"

The other party's voice was dry, "Ling Zhen, I'm not here to harass you, it's just..."

Ling Zhen said patiently, "Just say what you want to say."

"Well, I'm in urgent need of some cash. Could you please return the jewelry and other things our family gave you..."

Ling Zhen's fingers pinched the phone and without hesitation, "Okay, but I'll lock those in the bank safe. I'll go get them now, and we'll meet somewhere."

"Okay, where shall we meet?"

Ling Zhen thought about it and felt that the rental house was close to where he was going later. He told Fang Xi the address and hung up the phone.

She went to the bank to take out the jewelry, and when she returned to the rental house, Fang Xi was already waiting for her at the door.

Hearing footsteps, Fang Xi quickly raised his head.

When their eyes met, Ling Zhen almost didn't recognize him.

When I saw Fang Xi again after so many days, he had lost a lot of weight, his beard was unshaven, his eyes were dull, and he looked listless.

Fang Xi didn't dare to look into Ling Zhen's eyes again, "Ling Zhen..."

"Let's talk after you come in."

Ling Zhen took out the key and opened the door.

The two entered the house. Ling Zhen placed the items one by one on the coffee table and said solemnly, "Everything here was just taken out of the safe. I've never used this bank slip before, so it's not stained or damaged. Please count it."

Fang Xi frowned at Ling Zhen's caution, took the list, compared each item, and carefully examined it. After a light breath, he said, "No problem."

"Well, here are two copies of the acceptance form. If you think it's okay, just sign your name and write the date on it."

Hearing Ling Zhen say this, Fang Xi stared, somewhat unable to believe that the woman in front of him was the woman he had always thought was a soft persimmon.

Is this cautious approach a precaution against him?

Ling Zhen was indeed on guard against Fang Xi. Through what happened before, she finally understood that empty talk was just a competition between the mouth and the nose, and it was impossible to explain.

Nothing is as effective as words in black and white. She has really had enough of Fang's mother's unreasonable arguments and her ability to confuse right and wrong.

Fang Xi seemed unwilling to give in, as if his poor self-esteem had been attacked. He clenched his fist, picked up the pen, and signed his name.

Ling Zhen waited for him to finish signing, then wrote down her own name, picked up a copy, folded it, and put it in her bag.

"I heard...your father is in the hospital? How is he now?"

Listening to her words, Fang Xi just curled the corners of his mouth sarcastically.

Things were different now. With Tang Shuya behind him, Ling Yuan was no longer someone he could afford to offend. He could only suppress his emotions and said, "He's recovering, but I'm afraid he'll need someone to help him from now on."

"Oh, like this."

Fang Xi nodded, put away the jewelry, and didn't want to stay any longer. The two of them looked at each other in silence, then got up together and left the rental house.

Ling Zhen felt that his mood was calmer than he had imagined.

In fact, she knew that she was not a particularly strong person and was indecisive. She thought she would be sad for a while.

Unexpectedly, apart from some sighs, there was no other ripple in my heart.

She went to the nearby bus stop and got off at Huacheng Avenue after two stops.

It was noon and there were quite a few people coming and going nearby. After waiting for a while, she didn't see the familiar figure she remembered.

Just as she was about to make a call, a dazzling red supercar, with its shiny wheels roaring, pulled up to the side of the road.

A loud horn sounded.

Ling Zhen was startled and raised his head suddenly.

The car window rolled down, and a smiling face appeared before him, greeting him happily, "Ling Zhen! Get in!"

Ling Zhen smiled immediately, a smile that had not appeared on his face for a long time, bright and moving.

As she got in the car, she heard Hu Nanzhen say, "Come on, I'll take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks."

Ling Zhen's eyes curved with laughter, and he followed Hu Nanzhen's arrangements.

Hu Nanzhen had shiny manicures on her hands as she held the steering wheel, which sparkled in the sunlight.

After driving for a while, she asked, "Didn't you say your relationship was stable before? Why did you break up so suddenly? I was planning to attend your wedding when I returned home this time. Did you find out about your dad's situation and therefore dislike you?"

Hu Nanzhen was Ling Zhen’s good friend in high school. She went abroad in her senior year and has lived there ever since.

She knew a little about Ling Zhen's family affairs.

The light in Ling Zhen's eyes dimmed slightly, and he shook his head, "No, it's just not suitable."

Hu Nanzhen frowned and asked, "Why is it not suitable? We have been together for more than a year."

Ling Zhen could only half-seriously say, "They want to have a child first and then get married, but I don't want to."

Although Hu Nanzhen knew about Ling Zhen's family affairs, she did not know about Ling Zhen and Tang Shuya's past.

When they were in college, Hu Nanzhen knew that Ling Zhen was in financial difficulty and had lent money to Ling Zhen several times, but was later dissuaded by Ling Zhen with kind words.

First of all, although Hu Nanzhen came from a well-off family, she was just a student at the time.

Secondly, she didn't want to owe Hu Nanzhen too much. After all, it is difficult to take care of oneself when one is poor for a long time.

At this point, even though they were best friends, Ling Zhen didn't intend to let Hu Nanzhen know about her and Tang Shuya.

Perhaps it was because she cherished her friendship with Hu Nanzhen and was afraid that Hu Nanzhen would have some thoughts about her after knowing it.

Or maybe it was because her relationship with Tang Shuya was not public and it was hard to talk about it, not to mention that such a relationship would end one day.

So there is no need to say more.

Hu Nanzhen's eyes suddenly widened, and she cursed loudly, "Wow, this kind of thing still exists these days? What's going on? There's a throne to inherit in the family? And there are mountains of gold and silver? And you're still using the mother-son-based-status trick!"

Hu Nanzhen is straightforward and always says what she thinks.

Ling Zhen pursed his lips and smiled, "Forget it, it's all in the past."

"Okay, okay, I won't say any more." Hu Nanzhen saw that Ling Zhen looked unhappy and immediately changed the subject. "In two days, I'll take you to a bar. There will be plenty of handsome guys for you to choose from!"

Hu Nanzhen has a cheerful and lively personality. Ling Zhen just had a meal with her. Even just by listening to her, his gloomy mood of the past few days instantly improved a lot.

She envied Hu Nanzhen very much, as if all difficulties were nothing in front of Hu Nanzhen.

Ling Yuan was rarely relaxed. He was so happy to be with his good friends that he forgot about time. It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when he returned to Jin Mansion.

When I arrived at the living room, the lights were bright. Tang Shuya was sitting on the sofa in a beige home suit. His bangs casually fell between his eyebrows, his long legs were stretched out casually, and his slender fingers were holding a book. His posture was lazy and casual.

His expression relaxed, his eyelashes drooping as he read the words in the book. When he heard footsteps, he looked up with a slight smile on his face, "You're back so late, it seems you're very happy today?"