Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

That morning, Su Zimu was lying lazily in the garden basking in the sun when a servant came over and said that there were guests visiting.

"do you know it?"

The servant stole a glance at her, shook his head, and said hesitantly, "The gentleman said his last name was Ye."

"Sir, your last name is Ye?"

This surname could only remind her of Ye Jingshu, but he was also a Mr.

"Tell him that Jiang Huaizhou is not here and ask him to go to the company to find him." She waved her hand and said.

After a while, the servant came back, "Madam, the guest said he was looking for you, not Mr. Jiang."

"Come to see me?" Su Zimu was puzzled, and had no answer in his mind. "I'll be there later."

When Su Zimu appeared in the hall, Ye Chongli was sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

Seeing Su Zimu come in, he quickly put down the teacup in his hand, stood up hurriedly and smiled at her.

"Excuse me, sir. Who are you? What do you want to talk to me about?" Su Zimu felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, so he asked straight to the point.

"Hello, my name is Ye Chongli. I'm sorry to bother you, Miss Su." Ye Chongli spoke at a moderate pace, quite gentlemanly.

"Then... Ye Jingshu is yours?"

"It's my daughter."

"Oh~" Su Zimu sneered, "Mr. Ye came here this time... for your daughter?"

"No."

Su Zimu: “???”

"Aren't you here to persuade me to give up my position as Mrs. Jiang?" She couldn't believe it.

Ye Chongli shook his head, "This is a matter for you young people. As an elder, I shouldn't interfere."

Haha, the daughter is unreasonable, but the father is quite able to distinguish right from wrong.

"Then why did Mr. Ye come here today..." Su Zimu's eyes moved, waiting for him to give an answer.

Ye Chongli rubbed his hands together, looking a little nervous. "Ms. Su, I just came here today to ask a few questions."

Ask questions? Think she is Baidu Encyclopedia?

She put a smile on her face, "Please ask."

Ye Chongli did not speak immediately, but picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea before saying, "Miss Su, may I ask... do you know a woman named... Xu Wanqiu?"

Xu Wanqiu.

The name was familiar to her yet so unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that she couldn't react for a moment.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Xu...Wan...Qiu." Ye Chongli looked at her expression carefully and spoke word by word.

"I don't know him." She answered subconsciously, but her face looked bad.

Ye Chongli frowned and said to himself, "Don't know him? That shouldn't be the case. It's impossible that you don't know him. Could there really be two strangers in the world who look so similar?"

Su Zimu smiled again, "I wonder what your relationship is with this Xu Wanqiu?"

"She..." Ye Chongli lowered his eyes and looked at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, "She is the one I care about most in this life... an old friend."

"Old friend?" She stopped laughing. "Since you are the old friend I care about the most, how come you two lost contact?"

Ye Chongli sighed, "There are many reasons. It's been so long that I can't remember clearly."

"It's okay, you can take your time to think about it. I have nothing to do anyway, so I just want to hear your story."

"Do you really want to hear it?" Ye Chongli looked up at her, his eyes full of gratitude.

Even if he could never find Xu Wanqiu again in this life, telling their story to someone who looked 70% like her would be a kind of perfection.

As for Su Zimu, although she has no memory of her biological mother, blood is thicker than water, and she wants to hear and know all the information about Xu Wanqiu.

Ye Chongli told the story sincerely, describing how he and Xu Wanqiu met, got to know each other, and fell in love with each other.

Su Zimu also confirmed his guess that the well-mannered man in front of him was the scum who abandoned and killed his mother.

Ye Chongli spoke lightly about their breakup, saying that Xu Wanqiu left without saying goodbye and he was forced to break up.

I thought that such a tragic love story would make the audience cry, but I didn't expect Su Zimu to just sneer indifferently.

Looking at Su Zimu's expression, Ye Chongli felt a little angry. "Are you not moved? Isn't this story beautiful enough?"

"The first half is indeed very beautiful, but..."

"only?"

"But I want to ask you a question. What was your marital status at that time?" Su Zimu raised his eyebrows. "Single? Or married?"

Ye Chongli frowned, "Is it important for you to ask this? We are in love."

"Of course it's important." Su Zimu stood up and paced. "If you're unmarried, it's normal for young people to fall in love and break up. But if you're married, what does this mean? To your wife, you're cheating. To Xu Wanqiu, this is not fair to her at all, and it's also a kind of harm."

"I love her and she loves me too, what's wrong with that?" Ye Chongli probably didn't expect that the girl opposite him, who looked 70% like Xu Wanqiu, would dare to question him.

"There's nothing wrong with loving each other, but what's wrong is that your love hurts her, her, and her!"

Ye Chongli frowned and stared at Su Zimu, "What do you know? Who are you to Wanqiu? Who are you?"

At this moment, Su Zimu could no longer pretend to smile.

Her biological mother committed suicide because of the man in front of her, her grandmother died of depression due to the loss of her beloved daughter, and what did she, who was still an infant, do wrong?

When she thought of this, she couldn't hold it in any longer, and her whole body was cold. "The story is over, why don't you leave?"

Su Zimu's attitude before and after was so different that Ye Chongli was stunned. "Could it be... you are Wanqiu's daughter?"

The two looked so similar and were of the right age, and apart from this relationship, he really couldn't think of why she would react this way.

Snapped!

The water cup broke to the ground.

Ye Chongli looked at the broken cup on the ground, then looked at Su Zimu opposite her. She was emitting anger from head to toe, and was completely different from the smiling face she had at the beginning.

No, there's no way she could be Wanqiu's daughter!

How could Wanqiu, who is gentle, generous and considerate, have such a daughter?

Ye Chongli moved his lips, but still stood up and left without saying a word.

The servant at the door ran in when he saw that everyone had left, and was about to pick up the broken cups on the ground, but he saw Su Zimu already squatting on the ground picking up pieces of broken glass with his hands.

"Madam, let me do it." The servant stood aside, at a loss.

"Go down, I'll clean it up."

"Ma'am, be careful with your hands. I'd better do it."

"Go down!"

Su Zimu couldn't help but raise his voice, scaring the servant so much that he lowered his head and ran out quickly.

Looking at the figure running out in a panic, Su Zimu couldn't help but frown and sigh.

I would never have spoken to others like this in the past.

When did I become so bad-tempered? Who did I learn this from?