She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

It was something that was expected, but I didn’t take it to heart.

Who gave Lin Xixi a good life?

But what I didn't expect was that when I went to the company on Monday, as soon as I entered the door, I saw Lin Xixi wearing an old money-style coat chatting enthusiastically with Xiaoya.

As if showing off some kind of trophy, she said with a smile: "It's still 13,000 yuan after the discount. Of course I couldn't bear to part with it, but Han Zhi said that I looked good in it, so he paid for it without even consulting me, and asked me to refund the capital." There’s no way to retreat.”

Xiaoya looked envious: "Oh my God, where can I find a handsome and rich boyfriend like Mr. Zhou? God, please have mercy."

I couldn't help but take another look at Lin Xixi.

How should I put it, I quite disagree with Zhou Hanzhi's vision.

Lin Xixi is petite and cute. The most suitable outfit for her is sweet style or Y2K style. At that time, she was wearing old money style, coupled with that face that I felt pity for, there was an inexplicable sense of abruptness.

But I can’t stand Zhou Hanzhi’s wealth.

"Ah, Sister Nanxu is here," Lin Xixi saw me, walked over enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "I wanted to call you to apologize after I went back last night, but it was too late and I was afraid of disturbing you. rest."

I was confused: "What are you apologizing for?"

Lin Xixi's snow-white fingers circled the waistband of her coat, and she said shyly: "As for the clothes, I'm actually quite embarrassed."

She said she was embarrassed, but you see, she still happily wore her coat to the company.

I raised the corners of my mouth and said with a smile: "Manager Lin is overthinking. There are many styles in the mall, so just change it."

Men too.

Wu Ling came out of nowhere, glanced at Lin Xixi, and said, "Oldmoney, when did Manager Lin change his style?"

Lin Xixi glanced at the collar of the coat happily. Before she could respond, she heard Wu Ling say: "The sweet style suits you. This style makes you look like an old sister."

In an instant, Lin Xixi's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

After returning to the office, I glanced at Wu Ling and said, "More than 10,000 cashmere coats are worth a lot of money in your mouth."

Wu Ling chuckled: "Don't forget, my aunt used to be a senior VIP of the blue blood family."

That's right, although what Wu Ling is wearing now is not of the current season, one piece he picked up at random is enough for Lin Xixi to buy seven or eight pieces.

In this comparison, Zhou Hanzhi didn't seem to be any more generous.

My heart suddenly became less panicked.

But in the afternoon, I received a call from Shen Hualan.

"Xuxu, aunt just happened to pass by your company, would you like to have a cup of coffee together?"

Quite a kind tone.

A bit of a drunkard who doesn't care about wine.

I knew that I could not hide for a while, so I accepted the invitation and went to the appointment.

In the cafe, at the floor-to-ceiling window, Shen Hualan was sitting on the sofa wearing a light brown short mink fur, showing nobility in her every move.

This rich lady deserves it, and she is becoming more and more impressive.

"Xuxu is here."

"Auntie, do you have a problem with me?" I got straight to the point.

Shen Hualan probably didn't expect me to be so direct. She took a Chanel bag from hand, handed it to me, and said, "I saw this when I was shopping yesterday. Auntie thought the color suited you very well, so I ordered one."

I took a look and saw that it was a black Chanel 2.55, a very classic style and versatile colors. This old model can easily be sold for to yuan on the second-hand market, let alone the new model.

I don't know how Shen Hualan judged that it was a good match for me, so she declined: "Auntie, the gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Shen Hualan's expression froze, and she twitched her lips in embarrassment. After a while, she finally said, "Xu Xu, are you going to settle in Beijing and Hong Kong?"

"Auntie said that?"

Shen Hualan picked up the mug, took a sip gently, and said, "I didn't recognize your uncle in the mall yesterday."

I suddenly felt enlightened, and for a moment, my heart was filled with sadness.

Probably because we have been getting along so well lately, I almost forgot that we were never in the same trench.

"Xuxu, I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that since everyone is in Beijing and Hong Kong, if there is any aunt who can help..."

"Mrs. Zhou," I interrupted Shen Hualan, my tone a little cold: "Sorry, I have to go back to work."

Shen Hualan will probably never understand that although we are poor, we do not need cheap mercy.

I walked around half a circle downstairs before returning to the company. Unfortunately, I met Zhou Hanzhi at the elevator entrance.

The man's brows were slightly furrowed, his jawline was tight, his body was full of low pressure, and he looked like he was not in a good mood.

At this point, I guess he came to pick up Lin Xixi from get off work, but I don’t know what happened to CEO Zhou Da at that time.

Sometimes, the mother and son are really more annoying than the other.

I could only say hello bravely, and Zhou Hanzhi responded lightly without even looking at me, obviously he didn't want to pay attention to me.

After getting on the elevator, I wisely stood behind and to the right of the man, automatically acting as the backdrop.

None of us took the initiative to speak.

Just when I thought I could be clean for a moment, the man in front of me suddenly spoke: "Aren't you ready?"

The endless questions made me confused and unable to answer them.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Zhou Hanzhi emphasized: "Isn't it weird to catch other men in the room where I slept with my ex?"

His voice was very soft, but it felt like I had been slapped hard invisibly. I couldn't find the right words to respond for a while, so I could only stand there silently like a piece of wood.

But soon, I got to the point of what the man said.

Zhou Hanzhi said that I was fishing for men, and I was still in the apartment where I lived with him.

So it is not difficult for me to deduce that last night, he may have accidentally bumped into Yan Dong sending me back.

Lin Xixi lives upstairs, so it is reasonable to bump into her by chance. I guess Zhou Hanzhi at this moment must have misunderstood my relationship with Yan Dong.

Before I did this, I might have explained a few words to him, but at this moment, I just felt like a pair of invisible hands were clutching my heart so tightly that I couldn't breathe.

I was thinking, what role does he, Zhou Hanzhi, have to judge me in front of me?

Why should he?

Thinking of this, I pinched my palms, raised my head, and said calmly: "Is Mr. Zhou's focus off-center?"

Shouldn't he care more about his Miss Lin?

Zhou Hanzhi turned sideways and looked at me directly, a hint of evil flashed in his black eyes: "Meng Nanxu, you really like to put gold on your face."

His tone was sarcastic and unceremonious.

I pressed my lower jaw, without making any concessions, and said in kind: "Mr. Zhou just used a word that was quite imprecise. I think I need to correct it with you."

Zhou Hanzhi didn't know why, and stood silently under the overhead light, his sharp features becoming even colder under the light.

I couldn't care less, so I said bluntly: "Zhou Han is not a predecessor to Meng Nanxu, and never has been."