C10 (1/2)

Xia Ying leaned on Zhong Zhen's shoulder and did not say a word. The two of them stood in front of the french window. Zhong Zhen patted her back lightly, making her skinny and heartbreaking, and decided to raise the goddess in front of him to be fat and white. After a long time, she asked, ”Are you feeling better?”

”It's okay, I want to be by myself for a while.”

”Alright, if you need anything, just call me. I'll definitely fly over immediately. I'll go cook something for you first.” Xia Ying nodded. I saw him go out, but there was still the door. As time passed, one would realize that this was a very meticulous man. Her appearance did not match his appearance at all.

At first, he just thought he was a good assistant and had arranged everything properly. When they got along, they would inadvertently feel that he was sincere and really wanted to do something for them. Very touched.

As the soup stewed in the kitchen, and the carp that was left in the refrigerator yesterday, Zhong Zhen lowered his head to look at his apron. He wondered if the people there would be so shocked by his ”working like a cow or a horse” look.

Actually, Zhong Zhen just wanted to continue walking without caring about where he came from. There was no need to care about anything else, doing things that he liked from the bottom of his heart was truly better than living a life of any kind.

At night, while Xia Ying was resting, Zhong Zhen took the address he got and drove out. Some people can't help themselves if they don't, and others can't be at ease if they were to leave it to others, so it's better for them to set out on their own.

Not long after sitting by the side of the road, they saw Xia Teng walking in from the darkness. Looking at him, Xia Teng felt that he deserved to be beaten up. ”How about it?”

”Ha, this girl is really amazing. A man sends money to my doorstep every few days, does he want to be my son-in-law? ”Youngster, be a bit more polite when you speak.”

Zhong Zhen took out his black card. ”There's no limit.” Xia Teng stared at the card in Zhong Zhen's hand and wanted to reach out to take it, but Zhong Zhen snatched it back before he could, ”Not only this card, I'll send you back to America, what do you think?”

”You want to send me away just like that?”

”Or rather, you think it's more worthwhile to die.” It was no longer the questioning tone. Xia Teng looked into Zhong Zhen's eyes, which were filled with killing intent, and was shocked until Xia Teng retreated again and again.

”What do you want?” Xia Teng trembled as he looked at Zhong Zhen, he did not expect this brat to be so ruthless, looking at the way he spoke, he must have made preparations for something, there was no one here, if he really died, no one would know either.

”It's simple. Go to the United States and never come back. I'll give you your card and passport, or you won't want anything. Now, now, immediately, die!”

Xia Teng felt that going abroad was also a good thing. With money to spend, it would be the same. He just didn't know that the person in front of him was not trustworthy. Seeing his greedy look, Zhong Zhen became agitated, ”How do I choose?” Xia Teng could only nod his head and agree.

”Go to the airport tomorrow. Someone is waiting for you there.”

”Alright, alright, alright, alright,” Xia Teng thought that there was no need for him to succeed in his words so quickly.

”But I have something to do.” After he finished speaking, he did not say anything else and only looked at Xia Teng.

”W-what?”

”Hit you!” As he spoke, he sent a fist flying, causing Xia Teng to immediately lie on the ground and not be able to get up. This punch is for Xia Ying's mother. There's still Xia Ying's next punch, get ready. ” After a moment, without caring about Xia Teng's pleas for mercy, he directly punched again.

As long as he did not pester Xia Ying like he was right now, there was no need to push him to the limits. It was just two punches, and it was really going to be a big advantage for him.

No matter how much hatred she had, Xia Ying could not be ruthless. Sending him out of the country like this, and sending people to do some work on his passport, not only would it solve the problem, it would also not hurt her feelings too much. As long as everyone stayed at peace and did not disturb him, it would be the best outcome.

Xia Ying could still guard her father-daughter relationship as a child by herself, so as to not let this scum wipe away the last of her memories.

After that, Xia Teng did not appear again. Xia Ying did not know who did this, but Zhong Zhen? Chen Ang? Without asking any further questions, it would be best if they didn't meet again. As for the story behind it, it would be easy to not get a clear answer, but it would be more stressful.

Xia Ying could not help but sneer at herself, how could she be so selfish?

Chen Ang was depressed alone, he still wanted to start from Xia Teng, but in just one night, she could not find any trace of him.

The date for the contract to expire was getting closer and closer. Every day, Xia Ying would suffer from the torture of going to work, from the higher ups of the company to the managers, and even to the quiet at the front desk. Auntie Sweeping the Floor, they would all use their special methods to express their unwillingness to see Xia Ying leave.

And every time, Zhong Zhen would watch by the side, making him even more embarrassed. Thus, before he left, changing his clothes had become a dilemma. He only wanted to keep a low profile.

”Sigh, goddess, is it done?” Zhong Zhen sat in the living room with a leisurely look on his face. As the time he spent changing his clothes passed by, he naturally knew what his purpose was.

After all, in the past, the goddess had been living a life that was far too otherworldly. Now, it was much better to interact and have more chances to interact with others. He felt more and more that he was becoming an assistant just too competent.

”The company's business is over, let's go to the mall.” Xia Ying came down from upstairs wearing a black vest and a dress.

The skirt was a little longer than the knee, and the dress was as plain as a street stall. The only bright spot was probably the tiny opening at the waist, the clothes were cut close to the waist, revealing a curve, and her maroon hair was curled up a little today.

Zhong Zhen looked at the goddess below him. This kind of beauty and temperament couldn't just be covered with clothes.