Night Rose

"Such a young CEO, how much money must he have?" Su Jin clicked in with interest.

The images and text were quite large, and it took a while for the full text to load after refreshing the page.

A photo was refreshing from the top, extremely slowly, and Su Jin wondered if her internet connection had crashed.

She walked to the window to wait for the signal. The picture slowly appeared. It was a personal ID photo. The man looked at the camera with a cold expression, devoid of emotion and seemingly fearless.

"Zhou... Zhou Zheng?!" Su Jin stared at the photo, almost pressing her eyes to the screen.

Who else could this person in the photo be but Zhou Zheng? There can't possibly be another person in the world who looks exactly like Zhou Zheng.

But the person mentioned in the article is the acting president of the Zhou Group! Is Zhou Zheng the same person as him?!

A storm raged in Su Jin's heart, and she couldn't help but want to call Zhou Zheng to get to the bottom of things.

But she held back and read the article first.

After reading the article, her mind calmed down completely. Yes, it was Zhou Zheng.

The article specifically mentions the president's name at the end: Zhou Zheng!

The fact that the CEO, who was only twenty years old, was her boyfriend was unbelievable to Su Jin.

Wasn't Zhou Zheng a black cab driver living in Nanyuan? Wasn't he the race car driver who won the championship with her? How did he suddenly become the president of the Zhou Group?

Has he been lying to himself all along?!

Just then, Zhou Zheng called.

Su Jin was angry and hung up his phone.

He called again immediately, and Su Jin gritted her teeth and answered, but didn't say anything.

"Sister, are you angry?" Zhou Zheng softened his tone, even though he didn't know why she was angry, he still subconsciously called her by her favorite nickname.

"What do you think?" Su Jin asked in return.

Zhou Zheng frowned slightly. He was unaware that his story had already been spread by the media. He thought Su Jin was sulking over something trivial.

"I really don't know, why don't you tell me?"

"Fine, I'll tell you! Don't you dislike being lied to? How come you lie to others? President Zhou!" Su Jin emphasized the words "President Zhou" very heavily.

Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Before he could explain, the call had already ended.

Su Jin pulled out the SIM card and threw it on the sofa. The small card bounced on the sofa, flew into the dented seam, and disappeared.

But she had no interest in checking where the card had gone; she was only preoccupied with the fact that Zhou Zheng had lied to her.

What does that mean? Is it true that the racing team is broke, or is it false? Did they lie to her that they spent over a million on the racing car for the team?

Mr. Zhou is so rich! He could buy not just one race car, but an entire racing team!

Do Tu Ying and Wang Tianle know about this? Are they lying to themselves together, or has Zhou Zheng never considered them friends and has been keeping them in the dark all along?

Zhou Zheng sighed, wondering why Su Jin was angry. He tried calling again, but the phone was switched off.

He sat on the balcony, watering the plants in frustration, and would call her every now and then to see when she would let him out.

As night fell, there was still no word from Su Jin, and his messages went unanswered.

Instead of receiving news from Su Jin, news about Tu Ying and Wang Tianle popped up.

The three of them have a small group chat that they've had for a long time, where they often post short videos or interesting tidbits.

Zhou Zheng doesn't often speak in the group, so he muted the group messages. This time, several messages tagged him popped up, forcing him to check them.

Tu: [News Link] Holy crap, Zhou Zheng, is that you?! It's you! Not only is there your photo, but your name is also written at the end!!! @ZhouZheng

Tu: No way, you really went behind our backs to become a young master?! @Zhou Zheng

Tu: Say something! I'm dying of worry! Brother, once you've made it big, don't forget about us!

Wang: Emmm...

Tu: Fatty! You know something??

Wang: I know a little bit, after all, I grew up with Brother Zhou since I was a child, but I really didn't know he became a president. How could it be so sudden?

Tu: Zhou Zheng! Come out and speak!

Zhou Zheng clicked on the link in the group and was shocked to see his own headshot. He quickly scrolled over the report, wrote more than a thousand words, and even signed his name at the end.

Screw him! Who opened his account?!

When he recalled Su Jin's unusual behavior, he roughly understood why. Su Jin must have also seen the news and felt that he had lied to her.

Zhou Zheng finally understood why Su Jin had kept her identity as Sherry a secret from everyone; he was truly speechless with frustration.

Zhou Zheng quickly sent a message in the group.

Zhou: Fatty, please take care of Grandpa for a few days. I have to go out for a while!

Tu: Zhou Zheng, you really were checking the messages! Answer me quickly, is this true?!

Zhou: Ang

Wang: Don't worry, Brother Zhou, I will definitely take good care of Grandpa Fang.

Tu: Huh?! Zhou Zheng, President Zhou! You're so rich, so why have we been poor for half a year?

Zhou Zheng ignored his outburst, went home to pack his things, and explained to his grandfather that he was going to see Su Jin. His grandfather didn't ask any questions and waved him on.

Fortunately, Su Jin had revealed where her home was, so Zhou Zheng knew the address.

He took the fastest high-speed train, which had a two-hour journey ahead. He bought a lot of gifts at the local supermarket, Jisugou, and made an appointment to arrive around the same time as him.

When the high-speed train arrived at the station, he immediately hailed a taxi and sat downstairs in his apartment complex.

He waited at the entrance of the residential area for half an hour before the express delivery arrived, carrying several heavy bags.

He didn't know which building or unit Su Jin lived in. The entrance to this community was by facial recognition, and he couldn't even get through the door. Even after following others in, he couldn't find his way.

He put down a bag and tried calling Su Jin again, but her phone was still switched off and no one answered.

A bucket of cold water was poured on his spirits. Zhou Zheng felt a bit stupid. He couldn't contact the person, so what was the point of taking a two-hour high-speed train?

If he were to ask the security guard for Su Jin's house number, would the guard be able to tell him? Wouldn't that make him seem like a bad person?

Zhou Zheng hesitated at the door, while the security guard observed him, ready to defend himself.

After all, they've been standing at the entrance for so long, neither going in nor leaving. They don't seem like people from this neighborhood!

As he hesitated, two middle-aged women passed by him, chatting and laughing happily.

One of the middle-aged women, with long, straight hair, smiled and grabbed another's hand. "It's been so long! I have some great connections to introduce you to. Your daughter is so outstanding and beautiful; not just anyone is good enough for her!"

"Oh, you don't need to introduce me to Susu anymore, she found a boyfriend herself," the middle-aged woman with curly hair laughed.

The girl with long, straight hair persisted, saying, "I heard he's younger than Su Su? Young boys aren't reliable; it's better to have someone mature and stable!"

"So what if she's young? As long as Su Su is happy."