The old man has been a leader in the mall all his life and is used to giving orders. As soon as he opens his mouth, he goes straight to the point and says: "I have arranged a meeting for you. It will be at the Century Hotel tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon. The other party is the daughter of the Xinshi Consortium. Remember to be on time.
Come on, don’t let the girls wait too long.”
Zuo Zimo was sitting on the sofa reading documents. When he heard this, he didn't even raise his eyebrows and replied coolly with two words, "I won't go."
"What did you say?" The old man suddenly raised his voice. Even Aster, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa and watching TV with the remote control, heard the voice on the other end of the phone. She couldn't help but raise her head, retract her eyes from the TV, and looked at
Zuo Zimo looked in the direction.
However, the latter had a calm face, his eyes continued to stay on the documents at hand, and he repeated lightly: "I said, grandpa, you don't need to waste your time arranging a blind date for me, I won't go."
On the other end of the phone, the old man couldn't help but get angry, "You brat, your wings are so hard now that you don't even listen to my words, right?"
Zuo Zimo closed the document and held the phone with his hand instead of holding it on his shoulder. He leaned back on the sofa and said, "I just listened to your words, grandpa, so I didn't go."
The old man scolded angrily: "You brat, if you listen to me, you are going against my will in person and deliberately going against me, right? Well, if you say you listen to me, then tell me how I can make you not
Going on a blind date?"
Zuo Zimo changed to a comfortable sitting position and continued: "I remember Grandpa, you personally said not long ago that as long as I get married, you will not force me to go on a blind date, right?"
"Huh?" The old man was stunned, then frowned in confusion: "I said so..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Zimo took over his words and said, "I'm already married, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."
"What did you say?" On the other end of the phone, the old man couldn't help but raise his voice again, "You are already married. When was it? Is it the girl you brought last time?"
"Yes!" Zuo Zimo raised his head and glanced in the direction of Zi Yuan, who was also looking at him with a confused look on his face.
If she heard correctly just now, he seemed to have said that he was already married.
Two people living under the same roof, she didn't know anything about such a big thing. No wonder he stopped mentioning the trial marriage. It turned out that he had already married another woman. But he didn't know who the woman he married was.
?Why didn’t you bring the person to your home? If the other person moves in, will she have to move out?
Thinking of this, Xiang Ziwan blinked, feeling a slight sense of loss for no apparent reason.
This unfamiliar emotion came so quickly that she was caught off guard. She couldn't even tell herself what she was missing.
Is it because he married someone other than himself?
But when did I want to marry him so much?
Mr. Zuo was even more excited than before. He couldn't tell whether he was more surprised or more happy. He held the phone and cursed angrily: "You brat, such a big thing, if I hadn't called today.
Are you just going to keep hiding it from me?"
Zuo Zimo was always calm, the expression on his face and his voice were always calm: "I didn't want to hide it from you, because I know you will definitely hit me."