Fiancé is domineering

Chapter 85 His Past! 17
"Yeah, why are you here?" I asked her, there was only a school nearby, and she wasn't from my school, she couldn't have come here just to eat, right?

Moreover, it is really incomprehensible to dress like this.

Zhong Zijing replied, "I was negotiating business with a client, and that company happened to be nearby, so we came here for dinner together."

"Are you at work?" I was a little surprised, no, it was a very surprised kind, but I can actually guess it by looking at her clothes.

"No, I'm free, so I'll help my dad with business." She said.

"Oh." I used to feel that I couldn't compare with her, but now I can't compare. She is not only beautiful, but also has a good personality. The most important thing is that she is already helping her father with business at such a young age.

Sure enough, people cannot be compared with each other. A comparison will directly hit your self-confidence.

Thinking of someone beside me, I pointed to Youli, "This is my friend, named Youli."

"Hi." She greeted politely.

Youli also replied, "Hello." Then, she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Very beautiful, when did I meet, why don't I know."

Although it was a low voice, Zhong Zijing still heard it and felt a little embarrassed.

I gave Youli a hard look, and said in a low voice, "Go to the restaurant in front to order first, and I'll be there in a while."

Youli glared at me unhappily, but smiled again when she faced Zhong Zijing, "You guys talk first, I avoided it."

After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to give me a glare, and then ran away.

I ignored Youli's stare, and asked Zhong Zijing, "Then, is the business deal done?"

To be honest, I don’t know her well at all. Today is the third time we met, and the conversation didn’t exceed ten sentences. I don’t know what to say. It’s a bit weird to face her like this. I’m not like Youli talkative.

"It's over, I'm going back to my father's company." Zhong Zijing replied, not intending to leave, as if he still had something to say, but he didn't know how to say it.

"You, do you have something to say?" I asked directly, and guessed that it was a difficult topic for her to talk about. In fact, it was nothing. I was the one who lost love, and I didn't mind.

(End of this chapter)