On the afternoon when Zheng Yuanyang came to City B, Zhang Haiyang called Fang Ping and the two arranged to meet at the park in the middle of the street.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Haiyang didn't like being late, so he arrived a little early.

Looking at the people walking in the park, I feel very confused.

She also thought at that time that if Fang Ping could sincerely repent, she would give Fang Ping a chance to put aside the matter between Fang Ping and Wang Xue and live a good life with him.

After all, after a hundred years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation, we can sleep together on the same pillow.

However, her mind changed after meeting Fang Ping.

That day, Fang Ping was wearing a silver-gray suit with some wrinkles. He looked less energetic than before and a little depressed.

The two sat on a park bench and didn't speak for a while.

Finally, Zhang Haiyang broke the deadlock and looked at Fang Ping calmly, "Why do you think of remarrying me? I heard that my dad has agreed."

Fang Ping passed his hands across his cheeks, ran his fingers through his hair, and let out a sigh.

Not daring to look directly into Zhang Haiyang's scrutinizing eyes, he lowered his head and said dejectedly: "I've thought a lot about you these days since you left. I can't live without you. It's because I'm obsessed with others and mistrust others. Can you forgive me?"

Zhang Haiyang looked at his sincere look, and her heart softened a little. But she also wanted to know if Fang Ping and Wang Xue had broken up, so she couldn't help but ask, "Besides apologizing, don't you have anything else to say?"

Fang Ping thought she didn't know about his affair with Wang Xue, so he grabbed Zhang Haiyang's hand and pretended to be confused and said, "Yangyang, I was wrong, I was really wrong. You have nothing to do with Johnny, he treats you like

Look, sister, please forgive me. If we remarry, I will definitely treat you well in the future."

Fang Ping was a little excited and held Zhang Haiyang's hand tightly, which made Zhang Haiyang feel a little painful.

Just when she didn't know what to do, her cell phone, which she hadn't used for a long time, rang over and over again.

Fang Ping let go of her, Zhang Haiyang looked at his red wrist, frowned, and answered the phone, "Hello... hello..."

When the other party heard Zhang Haiyang's voice, he was very excited and his voice became louder, "Mr. Zhang, you finally answered the phone. I've been calling you for two months."

The call was from her former secretary Xiaomei. After she left, she placed Xiaomei at Yuquan Mountain Resort and became Fang Ping's secretary. Is there anything wrong with calling her?

"Xiaomei, what's wrong? Don't get excited?" Zhang Haiyang said patiently.

Xiaomei was very anxious, "Mr. Zhang, you are not in a hurry. Mr. Fang transferred Wangxiang Pavilion to a woman named Wang Xue. That woman sold Wangxiang Pavilion and now ran away with the money... Hey...

.Hello... Mr. Zhang, are you listening? Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Haiyang heard the sound of his heart breaking, and his heart was completely cold towards this man.

I hung up helplessly until I ended Xiaomei's call.

After Xiaomei graduated from college, she worked beside her and was very attached to her.

She arranged for Xiaomei to enter Yuquan Mountain Resort, hoping that Xiaomei would help her keep an eye on Fang Ping and not burn her hard work in business.

So she was 100% sure of what Xiaomei said.

Zhang Haiyang sneered at Fang Ping, "Remarriage, haha, your old lover ran away with the money, and you think of me again. Fang Ping, who do you think I, Zhang Haiyang, am?"
Chapter completed!