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It was one thing to favor Shen Ying'er, but Zhao Ziru could not deny the truth to wrongly accuse Zhang Xiao.

Who knew that Zhao Ziru's evaluation of Zhang Xiao, would cause Shen Ying'er to hate Zhang Xiao even more, and view him as her number one love rival!

Zhang Xiao was a fox spirit. Not only would he hook her brother Chen's soul, he would also definitely hook away the good impression that Zhao Ziru had towards her.

Zhang Xiao!

Shen Ying'er gritted her teeth. She had to think of a way to kick Zhang Xiao out of the Mu Family!

She affectionately grabbed Zhao Ziru's arm and said coquettishly: "Aunt, can you let someone come to my house to propose marriage? "Maybe I should ask my mom to bring a present and settle the matter between me and Brother Chen."

Zhao Ziru laughed and tapped her forehead, "You little girl, you don't know how shy you are."

Shen Ying'er blushed, "If you're shy, Brother Chen will get further and further away from me." She was most afraid that Zhang Chen would fall in love with her. Besides being born weaker than her, Zhang Xiao was truly an outstanding woman.

Zhao Ziru laughed: "I'm afraid your mother isn't willing to marry you. "How old are you? You're only twenty-three this year, right?"

"I'm an adult, anyway. As long as you marry big brother Chen, my mom will agree. "

Zhao Ziru teased her a little more, then said seriously: "Ying'er, although Aunt really likes you and you act like a spoiled child in front of me, Aunt also has Aunt's principles. I will not interfere with children's matters, at most I will give some advice, and not force children to do anything I want them to do. Marriage is a huge matter, Zhang Chen can't forget about it, so we can't rashly remarry. I can't make the decision on Zhang Chen's behalf either. If you really want to marry Zhang Chen, you can do it.

But it was hard.

Her son and Ning Tong's relationship was too deep, it was not something that Shen Ying'er could replace just because he wanted to.

Shen Ying'er pouted her lips. She looked unhappy, but she couldn't say anything more. After a while, she smiled sweetly and changed the topic, trying her best to make Zhao Ziru happy.

… ….

Mu's Group.

In the office of the President on the sixty-sixth floor, a man had been standing in front of the enormous French windows, staring out at the blue sky and white clouds. The desk behind him was piled with papers for him to handle, but he was not in the mood to work.

Somehow, he was still thinking about Zhang Xiao.

She had influenced his mood.

How could he be influenced by her? She was Zhang Haotian's daughter, but there was a voice in her heart telling her that no matter whose daughter she was, she was innocent.

He should no longer treat her as he had before, not to mention that behind her sweet smile there were some sad things he did not know. She did not say who hit her, but he could only guess, and the only people who could guess were Ning Zhiyuan and Zhang Haotian. If Ning Zhiyuan had hit her, she would not run over to the cemetery to visit her grandparents.

Zhang Haotian did not treat her well...

While he was feeling vexed, he became more and more dismayed. This was the first time in a year that he had not been in the mood to work.

"Knock knock." Knocking sounds came from the door, but Zhang Chen still stood at the window without moving.

After receiving no response, the person who came was seemingly asking his secretary, Lin Yue, for an answer that seemed to be indistinct, floated into Zhang Chen's ears. The CEO seems to be in a bad mood. After returning to the company today, she hasn't been working at all. All the documents I sent in are piled up there. "

The warm voice had a hint of doubt in it, "Chen is not in a good mood?"

After the gentle voice fell, the door to Zhang Chen's office was gently pushed open by a man. That man's clothes were ordinary, with only a white shirt and black pants.

After he entered, he closed the office door and walked over to Zhang Chen's side. He first examined Zhang Chen from head to toe and from feet to head, then walked over to the desk and casually flipped through the documents that required the president's signature. As expected, none of the documents had Zhang Chen's name written on them.

He turned around and walked to the sofa. He took out a set of tea set from under the coffee table and took it into the small bathroom in his office. After he went in, he heard the sound of washing water.

Not long after, he came out with a clean tea set and turned into a small tea room. Zhang Chen's office occupied a huge space, it had an office area, a guest area, a tea room, a small bar, a resting room, a meeting room, a washroom, and more.

The gentle man slowly brewed tea in the teahouse.

A few minutes later, he came out with another set of tea sets. At this time, there was already a pot of tea brewing in the teapot.

Returning to the sofa, he placed the tea set back on the tea table, then placed two small teacups on the table. He then elegantly picked up the teapot and examined the tea in the teacup.

After taking a look at the tea, he put down the small teapot, looked at Zhang Chen and said gently: Chen, I came back from a business trip, did you use your back to comfort me? Come and have a cup of tea with me. "

Zhang Chen turned around, and the man smiled at him warmly, and gestured for him to go ahead.

In the end, he walked towards the man and sat down opposite him. However, he didn't say anything. He picked up the small cup of tea and gulped it down. It couldn't even be called tasting tea.

The man smiled faintly. His smile was as warm as the spring wind in March. "Chen, what's on your mind?"

Zhang Chen remained silent. He picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea into his cup, downing it in one gulp.

The teapot was not big, and there was not much tea in it. Unable to bear Zhang Chen's torrent, the tea in the teapot quickly ran out.

The man continued to smile warmly, "If you want to drink, I can accompany you for a round. But you have to tell me, what happened?"

Zhang Chen pursed his lips.

He didn't know how to begin.

Today, even his emotions were being affected by Zhang Xiao.

"A private matter?"

The man probed, "Is it related to Yi or Mu Ya?"

Zhang Chen looked at him and squeezed out a few words, "It's all related."

The man had a "I knew it" look on his face. Standing up, he picked up the teapot and went into the tea room. With a gentle voice, he said, "I told you to change the tea table earlier. When you're having tea, I don't need to go back and forth to get more water."