C117 (1/2)

Red light was waiting for him, causing Zuo Zixian to feel anxious. She did not get used to being alone in this semi-enclosed space with him, she only felt awkward.

Besides, so many things had happened that she hadn't had time to clear her mind.

She had heard what he and Mika had said, and although she hadn't heard much of Mika's voice, she could feel Mika's displeasure.

Furthermore, Ling Yiheng's attitude made her feel both surprised and conflicted at the same time.

She kept telling herself that he was Mika's fiancé and that he should go back to Mika, but subconsciously she was glad he hadn't left, grateful for his explanation and his estrangement from Mika.

Is she despicable? Zuo Zixian had no way to judge himself, but he felt a sense of guilt.

As the last red light turned green, Zuo Zixian's phone rang. It was Wechat from Tabolte.

She glanced at Ling Yiheng and immediately picked up the call, ”Hey, Tabolte, what's the matter?”

”What?” Tonight? ” When Zuo Zixian heard the news from Tabolte over there, he was a little surprised.

One of the suppliers asked to meet her for a meal tonight and then discuss the supply.

”Alright, I understand. Tabolte, tell me how he contacted us.” Although he was in a hurry, Zuo Zixian did not want to give up any opportunities.

Currently, this batch of raw materials was what the winery needed the most. Without the raw materials, it meant that there would be no new wine that could be placed on the shelves next season. At that time, the entire Dix winery would face collapse.

After Tabolte gave Zuo Zixian the method of communication, she immediately made a call.

It was a fluent Chinese woman who answered the phone. She sounded bigger than Zuo Zixian, but she was polite. When he found out that she was also Chinese, he was both surprised and happy. He immediately arranged a meeting with her at 7 pm.

Hearing that she was going out, Ling Yi Heng frowned slightly. He glanced at his watch. It was five fifty.

He knew where the restaurant she had arranged with him was. It was ten kilometers away from where she was now. If there was no traffic jam on the road, he would arrive on time.

”Please, stop the car. I have something to do, so I won't be going back to the hotel.” Zuo Zi Wu said to Ling Yi Heng politely.

A hint of darkness flashed in the man's eyes. He really didn't like her treating him with such a polite tone, as if she was talking to a stranger. However, it seemed that this woman could not be changed.

”I'll take you there. You won't be able to get a taxi even if you wait here for half an hour.” He wasn't going to let her get out of the car.

Zuo Zixian was slightly stunned and wanted to open his mouth to reject her, but then he rushed to open his mouth in front of her, ”I can accompany you to see the supplier, maybe there's something I can help you with.”

Help her? Help her again? Zuo Zixian no longer dared to think about how much she owed him. If he continued to help her, she would never be able to repay him for the rest of her life.

However, seeing how determined he was, she knew it was hard to refuse, and she didn't have the time to argue with him right now.

Therefore, after only hesitating for about ten seconds, she gave in. ”Alright then, I'll have to trouble you.”

He did not like to hear her say that, but seeing that she wanted him to accompany her, he gave it up.

Zuo Zixian, who had seen the traffic jams in the most developed cities in the United States and France, was not surprised. However, he was worried that being late for the first meeting would leave a bad impression on the other party, so he kept anxiously looking at the time on his watch.

He had to admit that Ling Yiheng's driving skills were really excellent, maintaining a steady pace while silently accelerating.

After blocking half a dozen traffic lights, he was able to bring her to the hotel on time.

”Hello, are you Miss Zuo?”

The moment Zuo Zixian got out of the car, he heard the steady sound of a woman's voice, accompanied by the sound of graceful yet orderly high heels stepping on the ground.

She looked up and saw a middle-aged woman with short hair. She wore light makeup and looked very dignified. She was wearing a brown coloured training dress and had a very extraordinary temperament.

Beside her stood a middle-aged man who appeared to be very friendly. The two of them seemed to be husband and wife.

”Hello, are you Manager Song?” Zuo Zixian greeted the other person, smiled lightly, and extended his hand to shake hers.

”Yes, I am Song Yunzhi, and this is my husband. His surname is Xiao.” Song Yunzhi politely introduced.

”Hello, Manager Song. Hello, Mr. Xiao.”