Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

Song Zhe pursed his lips and said, "It's still the same as when I first came back, hiding in the house and not wanting to see anyone."

"It's been almost two years... and you still don't go out?"

"Well, you don't want to see me either."

As Song Zhe spoke, his voice lowered.

Song Yuning didn't say anything, but glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

Song Zhe has lost a lot of weight in the past two years. His face, which was full of collagen before, has now become much more firm, and his smooth and sharp jawline is clearly visible.

In addition, he has been working out crazily in the past two years and has become quite tanned. Compared with his previous fair and tender image, he now has some masculine oomph.

Although Song Yuning still thought he was stupid in private, he had indeed changed a lot.

At least outside, the clear stupidity has faded somewhat.

The Song family's genes were not bad, and her mother was also a beauty. Occasionally at banquets, some young ladies from aristocratic families would come up to her and ask for her WeChat ID.

But Song Zhe's heart is still on Xie Qingqing, and he doesn't know whether it is because of guilt or because he can't let go.

In short, he had no plans to get married, and he had never attended any of the blind dates arranged by his aunt.

Song Yuning never interfered in his affairs, but still reminded him.

"Well... you can go to the Xie family, but don't let grandpa know. He doesn't like the Xie family anyway, so don't make him angry when he's old."

Song Yuning didn't know what to say about Xie Qingqing's matter.

I'm not a saint, but as a woman, although Xie Qingqing brought it upon herself, the consequences she sowed and the punishment she received were a bit too severe.

A good young lady was turned into a half-human, half-ghost. It took so many people and so many twists and turns to rescue her from the small border country.

It's still very pitiful.

Song Yuning shook his head and didn't mention it anymore.

So he opened his tablet and browsed the client information he was going to contact in Hai City.

Customer name: [Shi Hengfeng]

Age: [56 years old]

Background: [Huanhai Real Estate, Group Chairman]

Medical history:

【Diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease (AD), mid-stage, 2 years ago.

Memory impairment is seen...forgetting recent events is prominent; judgment ability is reduced, and it is impossible to analyze, think, and judge events...various neurological symptoms appear, including aphasia, apraxia, and agnosia...】

"Huanhai Real Estate..."

"I always feel like I heard this somewhere."

Song Yuning stared at the information, which showed some photos of older men, and muttered to herself.

His profile photo should be taken before he fell ill. He looked in good spirits, even quite young.

Song Zhe interrupted, "Of course you've heard of it. Huanhai Real Estate's buildings and advertisements are everywhere. They are one of the biggest real estate developers in the country."

"Is the person you are going to meet from Huanhai this time? What position?" he asked.

Song Yuning raised her head, "Oh, you know all this?"

Song Zhe curled his lips, "What's wrong? I'm not a fool."

Song Yuning: "He is the chairman of their group."

Song Zhe raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yuning. "Chairman of the group? Impossible."

"I heard that their chairman is quite young, around fifty at most. How did he get in touch with your nursing home?"

"I don't know either. The information says he's sick. But it's rare for someone to get this disease at this age. It usually happens to people over 70 years old."

Song Zhe shrugged. "Modern people live irregular lives, and the incidence of many diseases has increased earlier. It's hard to say."

"Let's go over and see what's going on. We can't mess up such a big client. It's also a good opportunity to advertise your nursing home."

Song Yuning nodded.

"Well, you can take me to the hotel later and drive away. It will be more convenient to go to Xie's house. Xiao En will come to pick me up."

Song Zhe asked her doubtfully, "Aren't you meeting a client today?"

"We made an appointment for tomorrow morning. I just came over today. I haven't seen Xiao En for a while, so we can catch up."

"Good fellow, you are here to play without telling my niece."

Song Yuning glanced at him and said, "A new-age hot mom must have her own life, so don't talk about it. You don't have any children, so you don't know anything."

Song Zhe: "...ok, I'll shut up."