The group of rebirth loves the cute wife is the boss

Thinking back to looking for Ye Zhiyu that day, their young master sent all the bodyguards, searched almost everywhere, and spent so much manpower and material resources, it turned out that this kid was making trouble.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the little assistant took the opportunity to kick him hard again, and then went to the auditorium to report quietly: "Young master, we have already controlled the man, that man is in the same group as Lin Wenlu, They were also responsible for throwing Miss Ye onto the highway last time."

Speaking of this, the little assistant gritted his teeth with hatred.

Zong Zhenghan narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded and said: "Let's leave it to the police, and find some people to take good care of them in prison."

"clear."

The little assistant nodded and left. Before he left, he couldn't help but glanced at the stage, but just such a glance made him couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his eyes showed that he was watching the show.

The music had already reached the chorus part. After accepting the fact that Ye Zhiyu could sing and could sing many times better than her, Lin Wenlu put all her hopes on the chorus dance part.

Waiting for the beat, Lin Wenlu took a deep breath and began to turn around and dance.

Ye Zhiyu consciously stood aside, but when Lin Wenlu was performing a twirling high jump, she suddenly tripped over the wide skirt under her feet, and fell down gorgeously on the stage.

Father Lin's face turned dark when he saw this scene.

"I think the girl next to you in the green dress looks good, is she also your daughter?"

Zong Mingyuan's eyes fell on Ye Zhiyu, his eyes were dim and unclear.

Father Lin stiffened his neck, seeing that Lin Wenlu hadn't stood up after standing twice on the stage. The high heels were too high. She just stood up and wanted to use Ye Zhiyu's strength to stabilize her figure, but Ye Zhiyu seemed to do what she said, and turned back He took a step back, showing no intention of helping.

Lin Wenlu was so angry that she wanted to curse, but when she thought of what Ye Zhiyu said to her before, she was enlightened and cursed at her: "You tripped me on purpose just now, didn't you!"

Ye Zhiyu gave her a sweet smile, then took over the chorus and began to sing.

The homeroom teacher next to the stage was so angry that he walked up to the stage and dragged Lin Wenlu down.

Ye Zhiyu was the only one left on the stage, and naturally all the lights were focused on her.

Although they experienced the embarrassment just now, everyone was quickly attracted by Ye Zhiyu's clever singing voice and began to listen quietly.

After Ye Zhiyu stood in the center of the stage, she also successfully found Zong Zhenghan. Her eyes were tightly locked with the men in the audience. At this moment, everything around her froze, and it seemed that there were only the two of them in the whole hall.

And she was his only singer.

At the end of the song, the audience burst into warm and sensational applause.

Only Father Lin sat there without applauding from the beginning to the end. On the other side of his seat was the flower that was originally intended to be dedicated to Lin Wenlu, and it was left there alone at the moment.

"If Mr. Lin doesn't go to offer flowers, why don't you give them to me?"

Hearing Zong Mingyuan's words, Father Lin had no reason to say no, and hurriedly handed over the flowers, but his jaw dropped in shock the next second.

Holding a large bouquet of bright lilies, Zong Mingyuan got up and walked towards the stage. His expensive suit made him look more straight and imposing.

"Little sister, your singing voice is very beautiful and has already deeply moved me. If you are interested in becoming a singer, you can consider contacting me."

Zong Mingyuan handed both hands to Ye Zhiyu, smiled and stuffed a business card in her palm.

Ye Zhiyu bent down to thank him, but felt that the person in front of him seemed a little familiar.

After stepping off the stage, she saw the name on the business card clearly, and her pretty brows frowned even deeper.

The surname Zong is not common, and this man also believes in Zong. No wonder she felt familiar just now. His appearance is three points similar to Zong Zhenghan.

What the hell does this happen?

At this moment, Zong Zhenghan was also in shock. In order to hide his eyes and ears from being caught by the class teacher, he made extra troubles. Today he deliberately wore sunglasses and wore a black windbreaker, made some disguises, and sat in the corner specially. Zongming Garden in the center.

"Why did my second uncle come here? Go and find out what's going on."

The little assistant was also at a loss, and after receiving the order, he arranged for someone to check.

As Zong Zhenghan's personal assistant, he naturally cared about everything, but he didn't have to do such things as finding people and checking the situation himself. Their company secretly trained a group of informants to specialize in this kind of work.

As soon as Lin Wenlu in the background saw Ye Zhiyu, she rushed up and raised her hand to give her a slap, but Ye Zhiyu firmly caught her.

She was so angry that she could no longer care about her image, and yelled at Ye Zhiyu in front of many people: "Let go of my hand, bitch, how dare you molest me!"

"Ye Zhiyu, you've been lying to me all this time. You can sing so well, but you just act like you can't sing, confusing me. Why are you so shameless? You really do anything to steal my limelight!"

Ye Zhiyu fixed Lin Wenlu's hand with his left hand, and slapped him with his right hand. The sound was so clear and loud that everyone in the backstage stopped what they were doing and looked this way.

"How dare you hit me? What are you!"

Lin Wenlu became angry from embarrassment, and put her five fingers together, desperately wanting to scratch Ye Zhiyu's face, to see if she can steal her limelight after her disfigurement!
But Ye Zhiyu didn't give her a chance, he tripped her to the ground and looked down at her condescendingly.

"It's really stubborn. For a person like you, I feel dirty when I beat you."

As he spoke, Ye Zhiyu wiped his reddened palms with a wet towel, and there was no sign of happiness or anger on his expression.

Lin Wenlu clutched her red and swollen ankle, crying so much that her make-up was all over her face, she looked in a mess, like a deflated balloon, slumped on the ground.

"If I knew today, why bother? I said a long time ago that I will repay everything you have done to me."

After speaking, Ye Zhiyu put on her coat and decided to leave.

Zong Zhenghan had been waiting outside a long time ago, holding a large bunch of bright roses in his hands, the moment he saw Ye Zhiyu, he stepped forward a few steps, and quickly threw the lily in her hand into the trash can, and then Putting her arms around her shoulders, she said, "You are mine, and you can only receive the flowers I send you in the future, do you hear me?"

It was obviously a very shocking threat, but Ye Zhiyu heard a childish and cute taste from it, and couldn't help smiling. She found the business card in her pocket and handed it to him.

"The person who sent the flowers just now was also surnamed Zong. I think he looks a bit like you. Could that man be your relative?"