Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Zhou Liang sighed slightly, "It's been so long, you still haven't figured it out yet?"

Zhao Ying's voice was very small, and she said in detail: "It's not..."

"So you've thought about it?" Zhou Liang interrupted Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying's ears turned red.

What are you thinking about...

Seeing her like this, Zhou Liang was in a better mood, but he didn't dare to be too aggressive, so he could only explain patiently: "There is really nothing between me and Mr. Qiao. After these few months, what do I mean to you?" You should have seen it too."

He tentatively stretched out his hand, seeing that Zhao Ying had no intention of hiding from him, he became bolder, grabbed Zhao Ying's little hand that was restlessly rubbing the hem of his clothes, and held it in his palm, "I'm not Those who are not serious, give me an answer, and don't make me wait any longer."

Zhao Ying pursed her lips and said nothing.

The answer... what answer...

She raised her head quietly, just in time to meet Zhou Liang's gaze, so she quickly retracted her gaze.

After a while, she whispered, "If we're in the company...to date, it's not good..."

It's not that she doesn't like Zhou Liang, she really thought that Zhou Liang proposed to date her because of what happened that night.

But after this period of time, she could see that Zhou Liang's intentions for her were not just to be responsible.

However, she is still a little worried, after all, office romance or something...

For a moment, Zhou Liang wondered if he heard it wrong.

Tilting his head slightly, and getting closer to Zhao Ying, Zhou Liang asked, "What did you say?"

Zhao Ying swallowed a bit, and said what she had just said again boldly.

Zhou Liang was overjoyed, and the gloom on his face disappeared instantly, "Are you worried about this?"

After so long, Zhao Ying never agreed to him. He thought it was Zhao Ying who still misunderstood the relationship between him and Qiao Ruoqing.

But unexpectedly, what Zhao Ying thought was this?
Zhao Ying tilted her head and stopped talking.

Zhou Liang trembling his fingertips, hugged her in his arms, saw that she did not resist, then kissed her hair, "Don't be afraid, with me here, no one dares to say anything."

Zhao Ying pursed the corners of her lips, feeling that the embrace was unusually warm, so she stretched out her hand and wrapped it around Zhou Liang's waist.

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Xiangcheng.

It was not surprising that Xia Ting would receive a call from Huo Jingyuan, he knew Huo Jingyuan's wrist, if he wanted to check, he would definitely be able to find it, so when Huo Jingyuan asked him to go to the hospital, he didn't say a word, and agreed directly.

Coincidentally, he also wanted to meet Huo Jingyuan.

When he went, Meng Zizhao was also in the ward, holding a mobile phone and playing games. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a shadow elongated by the light on the ground. He thought it was a nurse coming in to make rounds, and he changed his leg in a sensible way. In one direction, it is convenient for nurses to enter and exit.

However, a man's voice drifted into his ears: "Thank you, Young Master Meng."

Meng Zizhao was stunned for a moment, and forgot to move his hands. The character he manipulated just... died.

Looking up, he saw Xia Ting's face reflected in his eyes.

After being stunned for several seconds, Meng Zizhao finally realized, "Why are you here?"

Xia Ting didn't speak, but just set his eyes on Huo Jingyuan who was on the hospital bed.

This was naturally seen by Meng Zizhao, so Meng Zizhao also looked at Huo Jingyuan.

Meeting Meng Zizhao's gaze, Huo Jingyuan nodded slightly, "Well, I came here looking for him."

Meng Zizhao's eyes widened, and he asked without even thinking for a second, "Why?"

Last time Huo Jingyuan invited Xia Ting for his birthday, but judging from the birthday party, the two of them didn't get along at all.

Well done, why did Huo Jingyuan ask Xia Ting to come over?
"Because it was Mr. Xia who sent me to the hospital, I should thank you in person." Huo Jingyuan replied.

Mencius: "..."

I believe you a ghost!
For people he doesn't like, even if there is a compelling reason to thank him, Huo Jingyuan will only give money to make the order. Before Xia Ting sent Qiao Ruoqing to the hospital, didn't Huo Jingyuan's way of thanking him be to directly give away the profit from the order?

Why do you suddenly want to be a man now?Still want to thank you in person?

With a faint smile on Xia Ting's face, he pulled out his chair and sat down. He looked at Huo Jingyuan's face for a while, as if he was very pleased: "It looks like Mr. Huo looks good."

Huo Jingyuan smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, "It's also thanks to Mr. Xia who sent me to the hospital. I heard that the car leaked oil at that time. If it wasn't for Mr. Xia, Cheng Han and I might have died."

Xia Ting was about to decline, but Huo Jingyuan immediately said: "However, why did Mr. Xia suddenly appear in Xiangcheng? Did he come to discuss business?"

The smile on Xia Ting's face froze for a moment.

He should have thought a long time ago that Huo Jingyuan specially asked him to come here, not just to thank him.

How could a person like Huo Jingyuan invite someone over just to say thank you?

Fortunately, he wasn't completely unprepared, when he heard Huo Jingyuan's question, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Forget it, I watched a project here, and I came here this time for inspection. I happened to be passing by that night and saw Mr. Huo almost having an accident, so I helped him."

His tone sounded normal, without any panic.

"Oh?" Huo Jingyuan smiled, "Then my luck is really good. Fortunately, I met Mr. Xia."

Xia Ting didn't speak, just laughed.

Meng Zizhao listened to the conversation between the two of them, and interrupted at this time: "Mr. Xia, I also want to explore the market in Xiangcheng. I sent a few people over before, but they were too stupid to understand anything. Useful information, since you know about Xiangcheng, why don't we talk about it?"

When he spoke, Meng Zizhao didn't seem too sincere.

But what is his intention, how could Xia Ting not understand?But he didn't mind, Meng Zizhao answered whatever he wanted to know, and the answer was very detailed.

Later, Xia Ting answered a phone call, saying that he would leave first if he had something to do, and come to see him when he had time, but Huo Jingyuan stopped him first.

Xia Ting had already stood up, but when he heard Huo Jingyuan's voice, he sat back down again, "Is there anything else Mr. Huo wants to do?"

Huo Jingyuan seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and said without a moment's hesitation: "President Xia saved me this time, so I should be grateful anyway. I want to add three years to the contract with your company. Know what President Xia wants?"

Xia Ting was slightly taken aback.

three years?

With a three-year contract, there is a lot of profit.

Seeing that Xia Ting was silent, Huo Jingyuan continued to talk about his plan: "Also, the Huo Corporation will give up the three-year contract."

Then this calculation, the profit is more objective.

Meng Zizhao secretly sweated for Huo Jingyuan.

Xia Ting will definitely agree to such a big temptation, so how much less money will Huo Jingyuan make!
However, Xia Ting's reaction was not quite the same as what Meng Zizhao thought.

Xia Ting thought for a moment, and then answered solemnly: "For such a big matter, I have to go back and ask the company for instructions. When there is a result, I will reply to Mr. Huo."

After a pause, Xia Ting said again: "I just did a little work that night, Mr. Huo doesn't need to take it to heart, and Mr. Qiu of your company has already thanked you."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket again, took out his wallet, opened it, escaped with a check, and put it on the bedside table, "I didn't want to accept this money, but Mr. Give it back to Mr. Huo, now you can finally get your wish."

Meng Zizhao found it interesting, "Since you don't even accept a thank you gift, the contract says you have to consider it?"

"Naturally." Xia Ting glanced at Meng Zizhao, "It's my duty to bring benefits to the company. Since Mr. Huo said that he wants to extend the contract, of course I can't shirk it."

Huo Jingyuan didn't speak.

That's not what the other party said last time when he wanted to give up the profit to the other party.

When Xia Ting left, it was Meng Zizhao who sent him off.

Send Xia Ting to the elevator room, and Meng Zizhao came back after watching him get on the elevator.

Back in the ward, Meng Zizhao pulled aside the chair Xia Ting sat on, sat on the edge of the bed himself, and asked Huo Jingyuan, "Do you believe what he said?"

Huo Jingyuan got into a car accident suddenly, but it just so happened that Xia Ting was in Xiangcheng, passed by there, and rescued him.

No matter how you look at it, Meng Zizhao feels that this matter is not simple.

Huo Jingyuan raised his eyes from the documents, looked at Meng Zizhao and asked, "Do you think it's possible that he did that thing?"

Meng Zizhao curled his lips, "I'm not so sure, but I always feel that he rarely appears in Xiangcheng, but..."

But it is also illogical to say that the car accident was arranged by Xia Ting.

If that's the case, then why did Xia Ting save Huo Jingyuan?Isn't that superfluous?

Moreover, he asked Xia Ting a lot of questions about Xiangcheng just now, and Xia Ting answered all of them clearly and logically. He said that he came to Xiangcheng to inspect the market, but it didn't seem like he was lying.

After thinking about it, Meng Zizhao asked, "Do you want Qiu Haiyang to check the project that Xia Ting told him about?"

If there is such a project, and Xia Ting is really here to investigate, then this incident is really just a coincidence.

Huo Jingyuan rubbed a corner of the document with his fingertips, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

The next afternoon, when Qiu Haiyang came to report to Huo Jingyuan, he explained Xia Ting's matter.

His condition was much better, and he could barely get out of bed, so Meng Zizhao helped him to see Cheng Han in the next ward.

Cheng Han was holding his mobile phone and typing with both hands, looking very serious.

Seeing Huo Jingyuan approaching, he quickly put his phone aside, sat up straight, and wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Huo Jingyuan.

"Just lie down and don't move." Sitting on the chair Meng Zizhao pulled out for himself, Huo Jingyuan asked, "Are you working?"

Cheng Han nodded, and handed the phone to Huo Jingyuan, "I've already verified that the person who called Young Madam that night was indeed arranged by Yuan Xiangjie."

Huo Jingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

In other words, what Wen Xun said was true.

In this case, the Yuan family really cannot stay.

"Don't worry about these things for now, just rest and take care of your body," Huo Jingyuan instructed.

Cheng Han nodded in agreement, thanked Huo Jingyuan again, but grabbed the bed sheet under him vigorously.

After a while, Cheng Han asked: "Mr. Huo, have you met Xia Ting?"

"En." Huo Jingyuan nodded, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Cheng Han's injury was heavier than Huo Jingyuan's, so Huo Jingyuan originally didn't want Cheng Han to do anything, but just let him rest well, and didn't tell him about Xia Ting.

But their ward is next door, so it's not surprising that Cheng Han would know.

"No, just asking casually." Cheng Han closed his eyes and turned to look out the window.