——I am Zhuo Yuan’s real boss.

A simple sentence, a total of ten words, each of which is very ordinary, but together, it is like an atomic bomb, with infinite power. As soon as it is released, it will blow Song Zhiyuan's brain into a blank space.

Even though she had guessed this answer, when the answer was so lightly affirmed by Zhou Qichuan, she was still deeply shocked.

Looking at the man who was so close to her, she was motionless and stunned.

The car stopped on the red carpet at the gate of Newcomb. Immediately, media reporters rushed over with long guns and short cannons. The security guards immediately acted, holding hands, splitting the reporters who were swarming past in half and splitting a road from the middle.

Zhuo Mu and Yang Mingyu, followed by Xu Changming and Xu Nianhe, as well as Zhuo Yuan and Newcomer's executives, immediately walked towards the car. The reporters held up their spears and cannons and kept pressing the shutter at the car, hoping to record all the wonderful scenes.

Before today, everyone thought that Zhuo Yuan’s boss was the president Yang Mingyu, but anyone understood this situation. Yang Mingyu was just a man who obeyed his orders. The real big boss behind Zhuo Yuan was in the car.

Everyone is really curious about Boss Zhuo Yuanda, who has always lived behind the scenes, but has turned his hand into clouds and rain, and has never shown his face in public. Everyone is really curious about this mysterious boss's true face as soon as possible.

Of course, so are Xu Changming and Xu Nianhe and his daughter.

Compared with the media reporters present, their idea was even more urgent and impatient.

They wanted to know who this person who could play the Xu family was.

Outside the car, everyone was anxious like an ant on the hot pan, extremely anxious every minute, but inside the car was silent like death, not affected by the noise or even boiling atmosphere outside the car.

Zhou Qichuan was still holding Song Zhiyuan's hand, and looked at her gently and patiently, waiting for her to recover, then got off the car with him and walked side by side towards the brilliant avenue he created for her.

From then on, the couple worked together, walked side by side, and made new brilliant achievements.

Everything will only get better and better!

Zhou Qichuan thought that every cell in his body was full, happy and happy.

After so many years, from ten years old to twenty-eight years old, he can finally rely on himself to protect Song Zhiyuan under his wings and give her the best of everything.

"You are Zhuo Yuan's boss." Song Zhiyuan was stunned for more than ten minutes and came to her senses completely. She already understood everything. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Now, you are also the boss of Xunke and Newcomer."

"Wife, we are one husband and wife. All of this is mine, and it is yours." Zhou Qichuan let go of Song Zhiyuan's hand, gently picked up her face, lowered his head to kiss her eyebrows, and then put his forehead against hers, and smiled, "Even I am yours, what else is not yours."

"Is that right?" Looking at Zhou Qichuan, Song Zhiyuan's face was a little pale, and her voice was so light that it was almost impossible to hear it.

"Of course." Zhou Qichuan's answer was yes, "Are you still doubting it now?"

Song Zhiyuan suddenly tugged her lips and smiled again, regaining her usual indifference, and staggering the topic, "You go down, you're waiting for you."

"Okay, let's go together." As he said that, Zhou Qichuan went to hold Song Zhiyuan's hand again.

This time, Song Zhiyuan pulled his hand away with force and refused indifferently, "No, you can go down by yourself."

"Wife——"

"Zhou Qichuan, I want to be alone and quiet." Before Zhou Qichuan's words could be said, Song Zhiyuan interrupted him, "You go and do your business. Whether I am here or not will not affect."

It has been more than three and a half years, and she knows so little about Zhou Qichuan.

Think about it, it's sad and ridiculous.

"Of course it has an impact." The dazzling light in Zhou Qichuan's eyes gradually faded, "Wife, only you are the glory of this moment--"

"Stop talking, I won't go down with you." Song Zhiyuan interrupted him again.

She put her head aside, and her face was cold, "Don't let everyone wait too long, let the media gossip."

Zhou Qichuan looked at her and said, "It's a good mistake, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared completely."

He knew that she still didn't want to disclose their relationship.

That's right, Liu Mengyun is her mother, and she always thinks about Liu Mengyun. It's right, he doesn't have to be fooled, he has to force her.

"Okay." Finally, half a minute later, Zhou Qichuan compromised, "Let He Wu take you to the garage, and you go straight up from the garage."

Song Zhiyuan turned her head toward the car window and said nothing.

Zhou Qichuan had no choice but to press his head over. After kissing her hair hard, he turned around and pushed the door.

Outside the car, everyone watched the door in the back seat move, and it suddenly boiled and even exploded. Countless flashes were aimed at the pushing door, flashing wildly, and everyone's eyes fell on the door, motionless and blinking.

Zhou Qichuan pushed the door, lifted his legs, and got out of the car. When his face that was not unfamiliar to everyone appeared in everyone's sight, the scene of the explosion seemed to have been pressed and everyone's movements and breathing were held.

It's Zhou Qichuan.

It was actually Zhou Qichuan!

How could it be Zhou Qichuan?

The boss behind Zhuoyuan Group is actually Zhou Qichuan?!

Everything is too shocking and too surprising.

All the media reporters, Xu's father and daughter, and Newcomer's senior management were stunned on the spot, as if they were dumbfounded. Until Zhuo Mu and Yang Mingyu both walked forward and called "boss" respectfully, the almost stagnant atmosphere at the scene opened again, became boiling again, and exploded.

Zhou Qichuan threw the car door and nodded slightly at Zhuo Mu and Yang Mingyu who had walked in front of him. Then, under the bright sunshine, he narrowed his black eyes slightly, and his eagle-like eyes that were not emotional, flashed past the Xu family father and daughter who were several meters away. Then he glanced at him and fell back to Yang Mingyu, and said indifferently, "Old Yang, thank you for your hard work."

The media reporters completely reacted and began to rush towards Zhou Qichuan like a surging tide.

Fortunately, Zhang Mu had long anticipated how lively the scene would be today and arranged enough security personnel.

The security personnel held hands and blocked all the media reporters outside and could not get close to Zhou Qichuan.

Since they could not get close to each other, the reporters could only hold up the topic in their hands and constantly raise questions at Zhou Qichuan at the top of their throats.
Chapter completed!