After rebirth, I cut off my love brain sister and want to be the queen

As soon as these words were spoken, the purpose of Boss Zeng's dinner invitation was instantly revealed.

Although I was a little surprised, I remained calm. I knew that Zhou Minghe must be very popular. He was young, handsome, and one of the few outstanding rich second-generations.

When wealthy families marry, the hope is to join forces, and personal feelings seem insignificant.

When it comes to business, profit is the goal pursued by all businessmen. Even Zhou Minghe would value the integration of interests.

Zhou Minghe's performance was flawless. He didn't even turn his head to look at me. He just smiled and praised: "Miss Zeng has inherited Mr. Zeng's temperament. Of course, she is very good, elegant and generous."

Zeng Rou's face was flushed with shame. Zhou Minghe's praise must have touched her heart.

Ms. Zeng was also very happy. She looked at her daughter and said, "Xiaorou is currently studying business administration abroad. She is also starting a business with her friends. They own two women's clothing brand studios. Although they are not as good as Mr. Zhou, they are capable enough."

Zhou Minghe listened quietly, his eyes always revealing the false reserve of a businessman.

"Mom, we're just having a meal today, can you please not talk so much?" Zeng Rou's little daughter didn't want to bring her thoughts to the stage, so she looked at her mother coquettishly.

Zeng's mother finally stopped talking and said, "Yes, let's eat first."

Zhou Minghe turned his head and said something to me, indicating that I should come over and pay the bill later.

Of course I knew the stakes involved, so I left the table halfway through the meal. When I paid the bill, I found that the meal cost nearly 30,000 yuan.

Thirty thousand in 2004 was a level that the average person's annual salary could not even reach.

Then I realized that what I had just eaten were all rare and precious things. A piece of caviar alone cost several thousand dollars.

After paying the bill, I didn’t want to rush back to the table, so I went straight to the bathroom.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was actually quite harmonious. Zhou Minghe then talked more about work matters, and Zeng Rou took over the conversation very naturally. It was obvious that although the rich girl was not very good-looking, her knowledge, conversation, and acumen in the business world were by no means comparable to ordinary people.

I was killing time in the restroom when suddenly a text message came on my phone.

"You haven't come back for so long, are you trying to run away?" Zhou Minghe sent a text message with a hint of doubt.

I immediately asked him, "Can I go downstairs to get some fresh air? I can't help you much anyway."

"No, come back." Zhou Minghe said, and then he didn't send any more messages.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This man came here for a blind date and didn't even allow me to go downstairs to get some fresh air. What a double standard.

Although I was angry, I still went back to the table. It was a kind of respect for the guests.

"Where is Assistant Yin from?" Zeng's mother suddenly asked me.

I immediately replied, "Southerners."

Zeng's mother nodded. "Are you and Master Zeng from the same place? How did you end up working with him?"

I immediately replied, “I was studying in the United States and was looking for a job when I applied to his company.”

Zeng Rou looked at him meaningfully, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Zeng's mother laughed and said, "Young girls nowadays are truly amazing. They are so young, but they have already demonstrated all kinds of talents."

Zhou Minghe said, "Jingjing is very serious and responsible in her work."

Zeng and her daughter stopped talking about my topic. They didn’t eat much of the food on the table. Zhou Minghe said he had to catch a plane, so the dinner ended.

Zeng Rou took out her cell phone, which was the latest model I had never seen before. She and Zhou Minghe exchanged contact information. When she left, there seemed to be stars in Zhou Minghe's eyes when she looked at him.

Zhou Minghe sent the mother and daughter away, then turned to me and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know this was the arrangement. Are you angry?"

I shook my head and smiled, "No."

"It's okay if you're angry. It's my fault for not thinking it through." Zhou Minghe stared at my expression, as if trying to see if I was lying.

I had no choice but to answer him, "Really not. On an occasion like today, it's perfectly normal. The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, and it's normal for a mother to want to find a good marriage for her daughter."

Zhou Minghe's emotions seemed to be stuck in a knot. He looked at me, pursed his lips, and walked towards the elevator without saying a word.

I followed him. He stood in front of me with his hands in his trouser pockets, his back to me. I could only see his neatly trimmed sideburns. Because the occasion was formal today, he had combed his hair back, with a few strands of hair falling on his forehead, making him look noble and fashionable.

Which woman would not love Zhou Minghe like this?

It seemed perfectly normal that Miss Zeng liked him.

But marriage is not love. Marriage requires the confidence to sit at the table. I can date Zhou Minghe for a while, but I don’t have the courage to sit at the table and meet his parents.

Thinking of this, I am no longer depressed. Reality is as it should be. Love does not need to be beautified. The essence of marriage is the exchange of interests, nothing more.

The elevator door opened and Zhou Minghe strode in. I still stood behind him.

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but Zhou Minghe’s mood also changed. He seemed to be unhappy all of a sudden.

"Are we going straight to the airport now?" I asked him.

Zhou Minghe nodded, I got my suitcase from the hotel front desk, and we waited for the bus on the side of the road.

"Did you want to go find him just now?" Zhou Minghe asked me suddenly as he bent down and got in a taxi.

I frowned and said in a firm tone, "No, I just don't want to disturb your meal."

"Are you sure?" Zhou Minghe's eyes fell on my face.

"Zhou Minghe, do you have no credibility at all in your heart?" I suddenly got angry.

He just went on a blind date and now he's asking if I'll go back to see my ex. Is that reasonable?

"You've left me aside many times for him." Zhou Minghe really didn't believe me.

I was speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became dull.

The taxi driver looked back at us and thought we were just two young lovers arguing.

On the way to the airport, Zhou Minghe seemed to have a lot more worries, and I didn't want to talk. I just felt that the scenery outside the window was something I had just seen once before, and now I was seeing it again.

My mood became complicated. This time, after leaving, Su Beicheng and I will never see each other again.

Never...goodbye.

These four words, like shackles, lock up all the memories of the past.

At the airport gate, Zhou Minghe and I picked up our tickets, checked in our luggage, and planned to go to the VIP room to rest and wait for boarding. There was still more than an hour before boarding, so we arrived quite early.

"Would you like a cup of coffee? I'll get it for you." I asked when I saw Zhou Minghe looked depressed.

"Yeah." Zhou Minghe nodded.

I immediately turned around and went to the coffee machine to make a cup of coffee and brought it to him.

Zhou Minghe reached out to take it and said, "I forgot to tell you, I drink coffee without sugar."

I was stunned. When we were in the United States, it was He Zhuo who made coffee for him, so I didn't know about his habit.

"How about... change a cup." I said. It's hard to change taste. Once you like a flavor, you will always like it.

"No, I want to taste the sweetness when I'm with you." Zhou Minghe said, reaching out and holding my fingers.

I smiled at him, thinking that Zhou Minghe was quite good at coaxing people.

Zhou Minghe was sipping his coffee when suddenly his eyes fixed on the doorway behind me. His expression changed from calm to cold.

I followed his gaze, slowly turned around, and saw Su Beicheng. He was wearing a mask and sitting in a wheelchair. The person pushing the wheelchair was actually his friend He Ze.