C7

Seeing Lin Xuan paralyzed on the ground, anger rose up in An Zhinan's eyes, her hands couldn't help but clench into fists. He took a deep breath, extended her hand to caress her head, and said gently: "Let's go back first, I will think of a way to deal with aunt's matter."

Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at An Zhinan, a bitter and bitter smile appearing on her face, as she slowly nodded his head.

This woman actually asked for An Zhinan's help … It seems like she really was determined to leave him … It seemed like he still had to find her and bind her after he interrogated her so brazenly …

When Zhou Chen reached the floor of his own office, he saw the assistant looking at him timidly, making him frown. He seemed to have thought of something, and a look of ridicule appeared in his eyes.

He strode to the door, opened it and walked in.

"Zhou Chen, you're back!"

A sharp voice came out, Mu Ya Ting stood up from the sofa excitedly, and when she saw Zhou Chen, a pair of beautiful eyes bloomed.

Zhou Chen looked at her indifferently, then walked to his chair and sat down. He casually threw his phone on the table and looked at Mu Ya Ting with raised eyebrows.

Towards this woman, he had no intention of dealing with her.

When Mu Ya Ting saw his cold expression, her expression slightly changed. She pouted and walked in front of him, then spoke out, "Zhou Chen, you haven't come to find me for the past few days!"

"I've been busy recently." Zhou Chen took out a cigarette and lit it up. His eyes narrowed as he leaned against the back of the chair, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a cold smile.

Hearing Zhou Chen's reply, Mu Ya Ting could only let out a hollow laugh. Of course she knew that Zhou Chen would always stay close to that bitch Lin Xuan for the next few days, but she couldn't brazenly say it out loud.

Suddenly, she thought of something and puckered her lips into a smile, "Zhou Chen, you said that we've also taken wedding photos, shouldn't we marry at a set time? This morning my father asked us when we were going to get married! "

Zhou Chen raised his eyebrows, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and said with a cold gaze: "Didn't I say that you've been busy recently? The wedding was postponed. If there's nothing else, you can go. "

With that, he took out a stack of information from a shelf on the side, with an attitude as if he did not want anyone to disturb him.

Mu Ya Ting's face stiffened, seeing how Zhou Chen was ignoring her, she grinded her teeth in anger, and her hands clenched into fists. She tried her best to pull out a smile: "Alright then, just now my friend asked me to go shopping, I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, Mu Ya Ting left without looking back.

The entire office returned to tranquility once again, upon hearing the door shut, Zhou Chen finally raised his head, a haze flashed past his eyes, and his expression turned cold.