Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

"Besides, I heard that Mr. Zhan did it himself this time, and Song Xi might be—"

Chao didn't finish what he said, but they all knew what it meant.

Bai Yangyang pinched the phone, Song Xi broke into the intranet of the Zhan Group, trying to vent her anger for her.

She can't just sit back and watch.

"Tide, you help me keep an eye on the people of the Zhan family, and I will settle everything as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yangyang drove straight to Zhanyuan.

After Zhan Beixiao moved away from Yueya Xiaozhu, he returned to Zhanyuan. Now that Song Xi is in the Zhan family's hands, he is the only hope.

The matter of Song Xi made a big fuss, alarming the entire Zhan family.

The old man Zhan turned blue with anger: "Look, you must find this person for me, otherwise, you all will give up his life!"

The old man had pretended to be gentle for decades, but Song Xi tore off his mask, and it was rare for him to utter a foul word.

"Song Xi has been taken away by Lord Zhan, and the situation is not yet known—"

The butler said in a deep voice.

"Took away by Ah Xiao?"

Mr. Zhan frowned: "You find someone to keep an eye on Zhan Yuan. If there is anything wrong, report it immediately."

The butler exited the study and everything was arranged.

When Bai Yangyang arrived at the Battle Garden, it was getting late.

She got out of the car and looked at the manor in front of her, her heart tightened slightly.

When the servant saw her coming, he was not as attentive as before, but he still came forward to say hello: "Miss Bai."

"Where is Master Zhan?"

Bai Yangyang's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was astringent.

"Master Zhan is still in the consortium, what's the matter?"

The servant didn't know what happened to the consortium yet, so he only thought that Bai Yangyang was unwilling to be dumped and wanted to bring Lord Zhan back.

There was a bit of pity in their eyes, before they all thought that Bai Yangyang was the future mistress of Zhanyuan.

But now, everything has become a dream.

Bai Yangyang clasped his fingers, his face turned pale: "Go and do your work first, I'll wait for him here."

The servant didn't dare to talk too much, and was busy with his own affairs.

It was already winter, and the entire imperial capital seemed to drop in temperature overnight, and the chill was predictably chilly.

Bai Yangyang was in a hurry to go out, only wearing a thin woolen coat, she was shivering from the cold at the moment, she got into the car, sat in the car, turned on the heater, and waited for Zhan Beixiao to come back.

It was unknown when it snowed outside the window, and the crystal snowflakes fell slowly and landed on the car, covering it lightly, like a layer of hoarfrost, and the chill was even stronger.

She didn't have a good rest last night, and now she is blowing on the heater, and she is a little sleepy.

She stretched her eyelids, not wanting to fall asleep.

……

Zhan Group.

Song Xi's misfortune caused the entire consortium to suffer.

All afternoon, Zhan Beixiao held meetings in the group to make up for the losses as much as possible.

He was busy until late at night before leaving the consortium.

The man was wearing a black coat, tall and tall, his body had not fully recovered, his lips were white, and he was haggard visible to the naked eye.

Qi Bei opened the car door: "Master Zhan, there's news from Zhanyuan that Miss Bai is waiting for you."

At this juncture, he is very clear why Bai Yangyang appeared in Zhanyuan.

Zhan Beixiao hummed, and signaled Qi Bei to close the car door: "Go back to Zhanyuan."

The black car shuttled through the traffic, and the snowflakes fell under the dim light, showing a bit of gentleness inexplicably.

Through the rearview mirror, Qi Bei saw Zhan Beixiao's pale face.

"Master Zhan, is your stomach feeling better?"

Zhan Beixiao hummed, raised his hand to take a box of medicine, opened it, poured out two pills, took a bottle of water, and after swallowing the pills, his eyes drooped.

"Has the arrangement been made at the Battle Garden?"

"It's been arranged. All the people arranged by the old man have been transferred. You have about two hours."

Qi Bei knew what Zhan Beixiao wanted to do most now, and he had already made arrangements.

"one night."

Zhan Beixiao rubbed his eyebrows: "No matter what method we use, don't those people show up tonight."

Qi Bei: ...

Lord Zhan, you are trying to embarrass me!

Zhan Beixiao saw that he was silent, and his eyes became colder: "If you can't do it, get out."

Qi Bei was shocked: "It can be done, it can be done."

Satisfied, Zhan Beixiao leaned back on the soft chair, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Eleven o'clock.

The black car stopped at the gate of Zhanyuan, and Qi Bei carefully looked behind him: "Master Zhan, we're here."

The man seemed to be asleep, his breathing was shallow, and his face softened a lot.

After a long time, the man slowly opened his eyes, opened the door and got out of the car.

In just over an hour, Xiaoxue had already turned into heavy snow. He stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. In an instant, snowflakes fell on his body, and his originally cold breath became even colder.

The roar of the car sounded, and Bai Yangyang immediately opened his eyes.

Opening the car door, she met Zhan Beixiao's eyes. She pursed her lips and her eye circles were slightly red: "Can I talk to you?"

Zhan Beixiao didn't say a word, and walked forward on his own.

Bai Yangyang stood where he was, without moving.

He walked to the door, saw that she didn't follow, and frowned: "If you don't want to talk, leave immediately."

"Let's talk."

Bai Yangyang followed immediately, it was cold outside, she was wearing thin clothes, shivering from the cold.

Zhan Beixiao glanced at her so thinly dressed, frowned, turned and walked into the Zhanyuan.

Bai Yangyang stared at his back, and followed slowly. The servant saw the two coming in one after the other, and immediately made hot tea.

"Master Zhan, Miss Bai, you're back."

Zhan Beixiao hummed, "You all go."

The servant and the butler exchanged glances, packed up their things and left the battlefield.

Bai Yangyang stood at the door, staring straight at Zhan Beixiao. The man took off his coat, and he was still wearing a hospital gown underneath.

"You, went to the hospital again?"

Bai Yangyang subconsciously thought of the expired cake, and her face turned pale.

Zhan Beixiao rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the clock: "What do you want to say?"

As fickle as ever.

Bai Yangyang pursed her lips, knowing that someone was watching in the dark.

"Song Xi's matter, I'm sorry, can you let Song Xi go, I can compensate Zhan's loss—"

"Because of him, the Zhan family lost billions in just a few hours, and the subsequent losses are immeasurable. What compensation do you plan to get?"

Zhan Beixiao chuckled, and his dark eyes fell on Bai Yangyang.

Bai Yangyang also choked, she was not short of money.

But it is difficult to come up with such a large sum of money.

She squeezed her fists, trying to find the chips.

The door was not closed, and the cold wind howled, Bai Yangyang subconsciously shivered, Zhan Beixiao frowned.

"Come in."

I haven't seen you for a few days, are you stupid?
How cold is it? I don't know how to close the door?
Bai Yangyang pursed her lips and closed the door obediently: "As long as you let Song Xi go, I can do anything."

"Go to the kitchen."

The man spoke abruptly, with deep meaning in his dark eyes.

"what?"

"Go to the kitchen and cook me a meal." Zhan Beixiao paused, and added coldly: "I'm satisfied with the job, I'll let Song Xi go."

Bai Yangyang's eyes brightened suddenly: "Really?"

Zhan Beixiao pulled his lips, "One hour, I'll go upstairs to take a shower."

He dropped the words, turned and left.

Bai Yangyang stood where he was, looking at his back, as if his heart had been pinched by something.

He is thinner than before.