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Chapter 27: Do you know someone named Sheng Yu?
This time, before Qiao Shuyi could speak, the people around her retorted.
“What’s it to you? Qiao Qiao had already rejected him before, telling him not to buy it, but he wouldn’t listen. Whose fault is it?”
“Exactly, does he think everyone’s a fool just because they don’t get angry?”
“Feng Lin, why are you defending him? Do you like him?”
“Nonsense!”
Feng Lin slammed the table, her face flushed red. “How could I like him! I just can’t stand it!”
“There are so many things in the world that you can’t stand. Why don’t you go and manage them all?”
“I think you guys just see that Qiao Shuyi’s family is rich and are trying to lick her! A bunch of lickspittles!”
After saying that, Feng Lin got up and left the office, leaving everyone else looking at each other.
From that day on, she single-handedly isolated all the girls in the office.
…
Originally, Qiao Shuyi thought that after she had made Cheng Yan lose face in front of so many people, he wouldn’t bother her anymore.
But she was wrong.
Men’s faces were thicker than she imagined.
The next afternoon, she got off work as usual and was about to go to the parking lot to drive home.
However, as soon as she arrived at the parking lot, she saw Cheng Yan standing by her car, holding a bouquet of pink roses.
Her face immediately turned cold.
“Qiao Qiao, I’ve thought about it carefully. It was my fault before. I shouldn’t have pursued you so aggressively, causing you trouble. But I hope you can seriously consider our relationship.”
“Our relationship? What relationship?”
Perhaps because the mockery in her eyes was too obvious, Cheng Yan choked, scratching his head awkwardly. “Qiao Qiao, there’s something I may not have told you.”
Qiao Shuyi didn’t speak, just quietly watching him.
“My father is the deputy general manager of Zhiyuan Technology. You know Zhiyuan Technology, right?”
“I’ve never heard of it, but what does that have to do with me?”
“Zhiyuan Technology, like our Shengxing Media, is a company under the Shengshi Group. My father has been working at Zhiyuan for over ten years and is likely to be promoted to the Shengshi Group headquarters in the future…”
Cheng Yan talked on and on, his tone relatively calm, but his eyes couldn’t hide his pride and arrogance.
Qiao Shuyi impatiently interrupted him. “What does all this have to do with me?”
“What I mean is… if you were with me, you would live a very happy life in the future. You wouldn’t have to worry about work or income and could be a free and leisurely rich wife.”
So, that’s what she’s aiming for, a rich wife?
Qiao Shuyi laughed, ruthlessly retorting. “First of all, your father is just the deputy general manager of a small technology company. Even if he was the real general manager, what does that have to do with you? If you had any ability, you wouldn’t be working as a technician in a media company. And you’re talking about a rich wife? You must not have woken up last night, you’re still dreaming!”
Her tone was gentle, but her words were sharp.
The smile on Cheng Yan’s face almost instantly disappeared, the veins on his forehead bulging. He blurted out, “Qiao Shuyi, don’t be so ungrateful! So many women are trying to marry me. I only see you because you’re a bit attractive and a local from Beijing. Do you think I’m interested in you?”
He finally said what he was thinking?
Qiao Shuyi pursed her lips. “Then go find those women who are willing to marry you. Don’t bother me, otherwise…”
Qiao Shuyi paused, not wanting to be too harsh.
Cheng Yan’s expression, however, turned smug in an instant. “Otherwise, what?”
His eyes seemed to be saying: What can you do to me?
“Otherwise, not only will you have to pack your things and leave, but your father will have to pack his things and leave too.”
A cold, low male voice suddenly sounded behind Qiao Shuyi.
She trembled all over, turning her head back in disbelief.
The man she hadn’t seen in over ten days had appeared behind her at some point.
He was wearing a light gray satin shirt, walking towards her slowly, his brows furrowed, his features as handsome and cold as ever.
Qiao Shuyi’s black and white eyes suddenly brightened, and the corners of her lips involuntarily turned up.
“Brother Sheng Yu!”
Her voice was filled with uncontainable joy, completely different from her previous cold and aloof demeanor.
Sheng Yu stopped beside her, looking at her fair and happy little face, he couldn’t help but reach out and gently rub her hair, a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
When he looked up at the man opposite him, his gaze had become cold and possessive.
“You…”
Cheng Yan was already stunned speechless by his handsome appearance and powerful aura. After stammering for a long time, he managed to squeeze out a sentence. “Who are you?”
“Sheng Yu.”
“If you don’t know, you can ask your father.”
After saying that, Sheng Yu ignored him, took Qiao Shuyi’s hand, and walked towards his car.
Sheng Yu was driving a white Cullinan today, the car was grand and solemn. As it passed Cheng Yan, his eyes involuntarily followed the little golden man on the hood…
It wasn’t until the car had been gone for a long time that he finally came to his senses.
He didn’t know what he was thinking, but he quickly pulled out his phone from his bag and tremblingly dialed a number.
“Dad, I want to ask you about someone…”
“Who? What’s their name?”
“He said his name is Sheng Yu, male.” Cheng Yan recalled the man’s appearance in his mind. “He looks about twenty-seven or eight years old, tall and handsome.”
“Sheng Yu…”
The father on the other end of the phone pondered for a moment. “Which Sheng? Which Yu?”
“I don’t know exactly, but he said you should know him.”
“There aren’t many people with the surname Sheng in Beijing. The one named Sheng Yu…” Cheng’s father mumbled, as if he had thought of something, suddenly fell silent.
“Dad? Do you know him?”
“I know… The president of the Shengshi Group is named Sheng Yu. He came to Zhiyuan for an inspection once, I saw him, he’s just like you described, under thirty, very tall, over 1.85 meters, very handsome.”
“How could…”
Cheng Yan muttered, the bouquet of roses in his hand involuntarily fell to the ground.
“Son, what’s wrong? You met Mr. Sheng? Did he go to your company for a tour?” Cheng’s father asked anxiously.
“No…”
“No matter what, don’t offend Mr. Sheng, otherwise my job will be gone! I’m still hoping to join the Shengshi Group headquarters in the future!”
“…I know.”
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yan slowly squatted down, scratching his hair in frustration.
Damn it!
He almost made a big mistake…
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