Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

For work matters, not to mention seeking cooperation in the production of clothing, it would be more direct and effective to talk to Zhan Yeling.

Is it useful to try every means to trick her out and say these things?

Hearing Xiong Miao's question, Zhan Zifeng straightened up, with a hint of melancholy on his gentle face: "It's not like you don't know how stiff my relationship with Zhan Yeling is."

"We simply can't sit together and chat, let alone discuss details." Zhan Zifeng continued.

He retreated from her oppression, and Xiong Miao had a chance to breathe. She quickly retreated from the railing, walked to the aisle, and kept a certain distance from him.

Wei Wei took a breath and said, "Then it's useless for you to look for me, I'm not the person in charge of this matter."

When Xiong Miao said this, she didn't even realize how wronged her tone was.

"Zhu Xiaowan is in charge of this matter. It is more useful for you to find her than me." She added.

She is just the designer of this project, and she doesn't know anything about other things. It's not her turn to intervene.

It was Zhu Xiaowan who directly cooperated with Zhan Yeling. At least, Zhu Xiaowan had the right to speak.

Zhan Zifeng could easily hear the sourness in her words.

He raised his eyebrows interestingly: "Do you think my relationship with Zhu Xiaowan is better than my relationship with you?"

"Isn't it?" Xiong Miao asked back: "It was you who suggested me to go to Zhu Xiaowan's studio before."

He can also enter and leave Zhu Xiaowan's studio casually. Could it be that the relationship between Zhan Zifeng and Zhu Xiaowan is not good?

"I'm just an acquaintance with her, at best we know each other. She will never help me with this kind of interest-related matter." Zhan Zifeng said, leaning towards her again. *There is an extra seriousness on the handsome face that is warm and sunny in the day.

Seeing his footsteps approaching, Xiong Miao stepped back frequently: "Don't come here!"

She said aloud angrily.

This statement attracted the attention of many pedestrians in the mall.

Everyone thought they were a couple arguing.

Xiong Miao realized the strange gaze from others, and her face became hot with embarrassment.

Zhan Zifeng was obedient and did not continue to move forward, standing one step away from her, examining her with gentle eyes: "What are you afraid of? Afraid of being misunderstood by Zhan Yeling?"

Zhan Zifeng was naturally aware of her deliberate alienation from him.

Xiong Miao didn't deny it: "So what?"

You know, when Zhan Yeling became ruthless, she was the one who was unlucky.

Zhan Zifeng suddenly laughed, and the smile was a bit mocking: "Do you think he likes you, or do you like him?"

Xiong Miao was stunned by this question.

Of course she knew that Zhan Yeling didn't like her, but he liked Zhu Xiaowan.

But she understands her own heart very well.

Likes are so involuntary and cannot be restrained.

Then, no matter how you wipe it, you can't wipe it off.

However, in front of others, she would not admit her thoughts.

"Of course not!" she said firmly.

"Then what are you afraid of? As I said, I will never give up on you. Even if Zhan Yeling finds out that you are with me, so what?" He asked, firmly affirming every sentence.

"You are fine, but I am!" Xiong Miao said, his chest rising and falling unconsciously.

"Did he rape you?" Zhan Zifeng suddenly suppressed his smile and his expression became serious.

"No, no. It's because I can't lose the children." Xiong Miao denied, and said, his eyelashes flickered, and he looked away.

With that said, Zhan Zifeng understood, and nodded, "He can only threaten you with this."