After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

When He Ye came to the hotel to see He Mingzhu, He Mingzhu had just finished breakfast and was lying on the tatami flipping through the news.

"Sister, I heard that you are not feeling well?" He Ye asked.

He Mingzhu covered her mouth and coughed twice, then rolled her eyes at the secretary helplessly, "I just have a little cold, and he's making such a fuss."

The secretary said: "You are here to discuss business. Your health is important, and the young master is also here. He came to see you. Please be happy."

"I have a cold. Have you bought any medicine?" He Ye quickly asked with concern.

"No need to make a fuss, I'll just drink more hot water and it'll be fine."

"How about that? You go buy some cold medicine and come back." He Ye told his secretary, and after waiting for a while, he said, "I'd better go."

He hurried out.

The secretary laughed softly: "The young master cares about you very much."

He Mingzhu got up from the tatami and stretched lazily, "Put your things away and go out."

"Ah."

When He Ye came back from buying medicine, He Mingzhu was not there. The sound of water came from the bathroom, so he went to pour water and waited.

After waiting for a while, He Mingzhu still didn't come out, so he looked around casually, then suddenly stopped. It fell behind the pillow on the sofa not far away.

There, a corner of some document was exposed.

He shook his head, walked over and took out the documents. Things were scattered around, and he had to look around for them if needed.

But as soon as he took the pillow away, his eyes froze.

Half of the thing in the document was exposed. It was a photo. The exposed corner looked like Zhou Lin.

Just as he was about to get it, He Mingzhu's voice sounded, "Xiao Ye."

He Ye stood up straight and said, "Sister."

He Mingzhu walked over and picked up the document bag as if nothing had happened. The photo slipped into it and was out of sight.

"You're here so quickly." He Mingzhu put the document bag on the table on the other side. Her hair was still wet, so she probably came out in a hurry.

It seemed like I suddenly remembered something, so my hair came out before I even had time to dry it.

She was secretive, and it was about Zhou Lin again.

He Zhiyi's heart sank slightly and asked: "Last time you said you came here to discuss cooperation. Do you want to discuss cooperation with the Zhou Group?"

He Mingzhu spread her hands and said, "The Zhou Group is number one in Chongqing, so the best cooperation is with them."

"But Zhou Lin..."

He Ye didn't want to have anything to do with Zhou Lin.

He Mingzhu patted his shoulder with a gentle and considerate look, "I know what you are thinking, but Xiaoye, life is life and business is business. I can't give up cooperating with Zhou Group just because you are dating Cheng Zhiwei. Opportunity."

"I understand." He Ye sighed.

There are so many people in such a large company. If we want to survive and develop, we must seek stronger cooperation.

Zhou Group is a good choice.

"Xiaoye, logically I shouldn't dictate your work, but I still want to discuss it with you. You see that your studio has not yet fully developed in Chongqing. Should you consider taking Cheng Zhiwei to other cities? Or is it development abroad?”

After He Mingzhu finished speaking, he added: "I am also discussing this with you. After all, Cheng Zhiwei is Zhou Lin's ex-wife and has two children. They will always have countless opportunities to meet each other in the same city."

"And I came here this time with the intention of marrying into the Zhou family."

He Mingzhu stated his purpose.

"Marriage?" He Ye was startled, "You want to marry Zhou Lin?"

"This is what dad meant." He Mingzhu slowly wiped her hair with a bath towel, her bright face full of involuntary helplessness, "You also know my current position. The only way to get married is through marriage. Zhou Lin is a very suitable person. Marriage partner."

"But..." He Ye knew that He Mingzhu was right. For her, marriage was already a form of exchange of interests.

But why did it happen to be Zhou Lin?

"I know your concerns, it doesn't matter, I don't like him." He Mingzhu smiled confidently, "So there will be no emotional bond between us."

He Ye frowned, "Sister, have you really thought about it?"

"Think about it, Xiaoye. My sister asked you to take Cheng Zhiwei away from here because she also hopes that this marriage can continue. In any case, it is a good thing for you and me that Cheng Zhiwei leaves."

He Mingzhu softened her tone and said softly: "You don't want her and Zhou Lin to meet often."

He Ye did not agree immediately, but just said: "I want to ask Zhiwei about this."

"If she really likes you, she will agree." He Mingzhu sighed suddenly, "But I'm afraid she still has feelings for Zhou Lin. After all, it is said that they can be called childhood sweethearts."

He Yeyi's heart skipped a beat, and for some reason he thought of the scene yesterday of Cheng Zhiwei lying in Zhou Lin's arms in pain.

It was obvious that something was wrong with her, but she would rather cry in Zhou Lin's arms than tell him.

"Xiaoye?" He Mingzhu called softly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't leave. As long as you get married, I think Zhou Lin will give up."

Marry?

He Ye thought a little confused, he was not sure whether Cheng Zhiwei would agree to marry him, and even thinking about it carefully, they had only held hands so far.

"Don't embarrass you, Xiaoye, it's okay." He Mingzhu coughed in a low voice, "If you are not busy, I want you to accompany me to the cocktail party in the evening, okay? I can't drink too much."

"Okay." He Ye agreed, as he should.

At the evening reception, a partner who had business dealings with the He family reported. He Mingzhu was wearing a smart professional suit, her red lips were swaying under the light, and her eyes were sharp.

He Ye wears a light blue suit and looks like a handsome young man. He can run his studio without relying on the He family, so he rarely participates in gatherings in Chongqing.

This time he was brought out by He Mingzhu, and everyone knew that he had an extraordinary background.

There were many people who wanted to invest in his studio, but He Ye refused them all. He only stood quietly next to He Mingzhu, blocking her drink.

After turning around, the crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment. He Ye looked up and saw Zhou Lin.

His face was stern, his black suit was elegant and dignified, and he had an arrogance and aura that no one could look down upon, but no one dared to despise him.

He Mingzhu's bright eyes flashed with surprise. Regardless of anything else, in terms of appearance alone, Zhou Lin was really a good man.

She walked over holding the wine glass and said in a clear voice, "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Lin Brick looked over and raised his glass slightly, "Congratulations, Miss."

Although the He family was in Ningcheng, Zhou Lin had more or less heard of He Mingzhu's name.

Being able to take charge of his own company at such a young age, He Mingzhu is a capable person.

His eyes swept across He Ye lightly. He already knew He Ye's identity, so he was not surprised to see him following He Mingzhu.

He nodded slightly as a greeting.