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Chapter 63: Hands tremble a little

"Of course this is a joke. Why is Song Zixuan's taste so low?" Lin Coral said bitterly, "Isn't it true that Zixuan bought her with money, and she is only worth a million or something, and she thinks she is a human being?"

This joke is definitely more outrageous than the one just now. Fang Zhe can't laugh anymore.

"By the way, when did you return to China? Have you met Boss Song?" Lin Coral didn't notice Fang Zhe's change and asked herself.

"It was he who asked me to come to the Song Family," Fang Zhe replied

"Hmph, if Boss Song knows that Zixuan has let a woman who has never studied in college join the company and still holds such a high position, I won't break his legs!"

"Zhong Zhen is really not that bad, he is quite smart." Fang Zhe was a little unhappy.

"You, you, I don't know what to say about you." Lin Coral was extremely angry, and then smiled, "How about when we cooperate, Zhong Zhenzhen will be yours, and Song Zixuan will be mine."

"I have something to go"

Fang Zhe escaped, and Lin Coral was so angry that he gritted his teeth.



When Zhong Zhenzhen's car passed the overpass, she did not go home. She reversed the direction and stepped on the accelerator hard towards the highway.

Now Zhong Zhenzhen's mind is in chaos, Fang Zhe's words linger in his ears - "I went to find you"

Zhong Zhenzhen's eyes were a little moist. How could someone like her get such gentle and considerate care from Fang Zhe?

She should have avoided him earlier, otherwise one day he would know about her terrible past

Zhong Zhenzhen sighed, nothing Fang Zhe did was worth it.

When I pressed down the car window, the whistling wind poured in, reaching my eardrums, which was a bone-crushing pain.

Just then the phone rang, the caller ID was Fang Zhe

Zhong Zhenzhen didn’t want to answer the call, but Fang Zhe kept persevering, as if he wouldn’t give up until he got through.

"I'm driving." Zhong Zhenzhen turned on Bluetooth and his tone was light.

Fang Zhe was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone before asking: "I heard something."

As if he wanted to ask her for confirmation of something ulterior, but was afraid that she would be angry, he emphasized again, "Of course I just heard... I heard... I..."

Fang Zhe's words were hesitant and he didn't get to the point for a long time.

"What do you want to ask?" Zhong Zhenzhen interrupted him, his hands holding the steering wheel were shaking a little, but his voice still tried to remain calm.

The Fang Zhe she knew was vigorous and resolute in his work, and would never be as dawdling as he is now.


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