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

He Mingzhu is famous as a rose with thorns in the shopping mall. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has great insights into things in the shopping mall. After chatting with her for a few words, Zhou Lin could feel that she was not just fake.

He deserves to be the leader of a company as big as the He family.

"I wonder if Mr. Zhou is willing to cooperate?" He Mingzhu said straight to the point, "After all, the future development trend of the new project is very good. If we join forces, we can definitely become the leader of this new industry."

"Of course." Zhou Lin naturally knew that the new industry would develop very well in the future. Instead of going it alone, it would be better to cooperate first and seize the opportunity.

He Mingzhu felt happy, Zhou Lin was very courageous.

With her eyes turning, she extended an invitation, "Why don't we wait until the reception is over and we can find a place to talk in detail?"

Zhou Lin took a sip of red wine and said in a calm tone, "Miss He can discuss the cooperation at the company tomorrow."

He rejected her.

He Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and said: "Okay, I will go find you tomorrow."

Zhou Lin nodded and started talking to others again.

There was an endless stream of people coming to see him, but He Mingzhu never found another chance.

He Ye whispered: "He doesn't take you seriously at all."

In this way, it seems that they are very aggrieved.

He Mingzhu was not angry and said with a smile: "He has the capital."

After all, it was the He family that wanted to cooperate, not the Zhou Group.

He Ye understood and said nothing more.

"That's...Cheng Zhiwei?" He Mingzhu squinted her eyes and looked at the woman in the crowd not far away.

He Ye followed her line of sight and saw Cheng Zhiwei.

She was following the red wine glass and swaying it boredly, while a man in flashy clothes next to her was talking enthusiastically.

Cheng Zhiwei was obviously impatient, but out of courtesy, he had to respond with a word or two.

The man was not satisfied and said something else. Cheng Zhiwei didn't say anything. He suddenly raised his voice and said, "I'm just a singer. What's so great about it? How dare you challenge me here and pretend to be your mother."

What responded to him was Cheng Zhiwei pouring a glass of wine on his face with an expressionless expression.

He Ye frowned and walked over immediately.

The man cursed angrily, "No wonder Zhou Lin wants to divorce you... He thinks he is the young lady of the Zhou family..."

Then, Xu Tian also threw a glass of wine on his face, "Where did you come from, that stinky drunkard? Get out of here."

The man was quiet for a moment, and then became furious. He was already very embarrassed when a woman splashed him, and now he was splashed again.

It was like stepping on his face and rubbing it on the ground.

He raised his hand and slapped him.

The next second, Zhou Lin kicked the man on the back. The man jumped forward and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

He Ye took a step late and paused before walking up to Cheng Zhiwei and Xu Tian to protect them.

The man quickly got up and cursed angrily: "Who the hell kicked me?"

Zhou Lin twirled his wine glass and looked at him coldly and condescendingly, "What's wrong with kicking you?"

The man's arrogance immediately disappeared, and he apologized in panic, "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhou Lin sneered, his voice filled with anger and lowered to the extreme, "I don't like your mouth, don't talk anymore."

The man's face turned pale, "Mr. Zhou, I drank too much. I drank too much..."

"Now, are you sober?"

"Wake up, wake up."

The man bent his waist low. He was really confused. Cheng Zhiwei divorced Zhou Lin again, and she was also Zhou Lin's woman. How dare he find trouble with that woman.

"Why don't you apologize to Miss Cheng quickly?" He Mingzhu reminded in a gentle voice.

The man reacted and quickly apologized to Cheng Zhiwei, "I'm sorry, Miss Cheng, I was drunk and confused. You, sir, don't care about the faults of others. Please forgive me this time."

Cheng Zhiwei threw a glass of wine at him, and since he didn't want to cause trouble at other people's receptions, he didn't pursue the matter further.

The man quickly ran away.

Zhou Lin turned around to see Cheng Zhiwei, but his eyes fell on Cheng Zhiwei's hand held by He Ye.

For a moment, Zhou Lin clearly heard the sound of something breaking in his heart.

He supported her while she held hands with other men.

well.

Zhou Lin's anger couldn't be suppressed, and his dark eyes were filled with coldness.

"Mr. Zhou?" He Mingzhu pretended not to see anything and just smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lin came back to his senses and curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone, "It's okay."

He put the wine glass on the passing waiter's tray and walked out, "If Miss He wants to cooperate, please talk to Secretary Zhang tomorrow."

He was in no mood to stay here any longer.

He Mingzhu originally wanted to catch up, but thought not to rush, so she had to stop, turned around and greeted Cheng Zhi with a smile, "Miss Cheng, we meet again."

"Hello." Cheng Zhiwei responded politely and took his hand out of He Ye's hand.

She still didn't like He Mingzhu, and she didn't want to show how close she and He Ye were in front of He Mingzhu.

He Ye's eyes changed slightly, but he still asked gently: "Send you back?"

Cheng Zhiwei had a cold and a headache, so he agreed.

Arriving downstairs at Cheng's house, Cheng Zhiwei got out of the car and was about to leave when He Ye grabbed his wrist from behind and said, "Zhiwei."

Cheng Zhiwei turned around, "Huh?"

The shadow fell, and Cheng Zhiwei's back suddenly pressed against the car. She was stunned for a moment, and put her hands into fists on He Ye's chest.

"Senior?"

Warm palms caressed her face, He Ye lowered his head to hold her in his arms, hooked her chin with his fingers, lowered his head and kissed her.

Cheng Zhiwei tilted his head subconsciously.

The kiss fell on her cheek.

The air suddenly became quiet and awkward.

No one spoke.

In the end, He Ye laughed softly and broke the embarrassment, "Zhiwei, we are dating."

Kissing between male and female friends is a perfectly normal thing.

Cheng Zhiwei didn't know why she wanted to avoid it, it was just a subconscious reaction.

Maybe too soon, she thought.

"Sorry, I have a cold, it's contagious." Cheng Zhiwei's voice was a little hoarse, not intentionally.

He Ye felt a knot in his heart and just looked down at her expression, "There is something else I want to discuss with you."

"Ok?"

"I want to move the studio to Hainan for development. Can we go together?" He asked her opinion gently, which was also a test.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Hainan?"

"The scenery over there is good and the air is good. I think it is more suitable for us." He Ye patiently explained that Hainan was a place he had carefully considered and was suitable for settling.

Cheng Zhiwei fell silent.

The breeze blew across her cheek, and it was summer, but she felt a little chilly.

"What's wrong? Zhiwei?" Seeing that she didn't speak, He Ye took the initiative and said, "Don't you like it?"

Cheng Zhiwei raised his head and looked at He Ye seriously, "Is it He Mingzhu's idea?"