The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 637 She Slowly Started to Face Him...

"Then I wrote it like this—"

"Okay, write it!" Ling Zhizhi looked him in the eye, his bright eyes shining, and nodded slightly.

Xiang Zhengxi shuddered violently, and she slowly began to look him squarely...

How could she look like that?It was as clear as the sky after the rain, with a faint trace of indescribable brightness and crystal clearness.

Yu Diao secretly exhaled a big breath, and finally did not freeze the atmosphere.

"Let's ask her first if she really loves that man."

"Okay—" Since she was willing to join in this worry-relieving game, he obeyed her.

Although he already knew the consequences.

While Xiang Zhengxi's slender hands were drumming on the laptop, the jade carving quietly left the study and went downstairs.

Leaving Ling Zhizhi bored in the study, looking around curiously at the books on the master's bookcase.

Xiang Zhengxi wrote:
Hello Nayan!

I am grateful for your letter!Because it shows that someone is willing to believe the worry-relieving information I released. At the same time, I want to ask you a few questions first.

First, do you love this man?How deep is the love?If one day in the future he faced the situation of having to leave him...would it be as painful as losing his soul?In fact, it doesn't matter even if you really love him, because no one needs love.

Second, your love and career are not in conflict.I don't know your sewing ability, if you have a certain sewing skills, enough to open a shop to expand your business, why not do it?

Third, if you only have a little sewing skills, but prefer sewing, I suggest you learn sewing skills from now on, so as to be able to open a shop independently!
Well, I will ask you these three questions today. I think after reading the reply, you should be able to understand your true inner thoughts.

Back to Mr.

After Xiang Zhengxi finished writing this long paragraph, he checked it again and clicked the send button.

The pitch-black and deep phoenix eyes stared at the successful sending of the email before exiting the email page.

Turn off the computer.

He paused for a moment and looked up, Ling Zhizhi happened to be leaning against the bookcase with a book at this moment, staring at him intently.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Zhengxi smiled and got up and walked towards her.

Speaking of which, the girl in front of me is not particularly beautiful, but her facial features are so attractive.After coming to live in the city, this girl is reborn as beautiful.She couldn't tell at all that she was the dark girl from the grassland.

Ling Zhizhi bit her lip and hesitated whether she could tell him about her work at this time.

A pair of watery eyes are piercing, a straight nose, and 100% full red lips are slightly parted, as if to say something.

When he sized him up critically and walked in front of her, she couldn't dodge in time, "What are you doing?"

The book in his hand was taken away by him, Ling Zhizhi exclaimed.

"Let's have a chat." Xiang Zhengxi didn't care if she was still harboring suspicions, so he dragged her between the bookcase on the other side and the back of the sofa, and pushed her against the bookcase.

His hand held hers, and he didn't intend to let go.

"You -- did you cry and swell your eyes today because of a mistake at work?" He looked at her with a little distress.

Ling Zhizhi looked up at the strong man in front of him in a daze, what was he talking about?
It means she cares about her or—

"Have you heard all about it? That Chairman Liu said it?!"

"I only heard the general idea - the specific situation is not very clear, so if you think this matter is really related to your work life and death, I think... maybe I can help you."

He squeezed her trembling hand slightly, he didn't want her to be wronged, or lose her beloved job for no apparent reason.

"How do you want to help me?" She shrank her shoulders, but there was no way to retreat. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was secretly attached to the warmth from his palm.

(End of this chapter)