The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

"Her fellow villager was the nanny of Duan Feng's family. When she went to visit her fellow villager, she was accidentally spotted by Duan Feng's mother. She learned about her situation through the aunt at home and got her contact information. Knowing that she was in urgent need of money, she took the opportunity to tempt her with money and asked her to work for her."

Zhou Yian frowned and asked in confusion: "Why doesn't she find a professional to do this, but find an ordinary woman to do it."

"It's not that she can't, it's that she doesn't dare. She has these videos but she doesn't dare to call the police. Moreover, the man behind her, who is powerful and influential, doesn't dare to come out to support her, so she has to swallow her anger. You can understand why professionals don't do this, because once your incident is exposed, everyone in the circle will know that you can't offend them. To put it simply, you can't offend Xu Zehao."

"The entertainment industry is a circle, and the underworld is also a circle. If that woman finds someone to deal with you, she will be courting death. Her son was beaten half-crippled and mentally unstable, and the man at home asked her to keep quiet. How could she be willing to accept this? She couldn't swallow this anger, so she found an ignorant woman, thinking of giving her some money and some benefits to let her take revenge on you."

"How do you know all this?" Zhou Yian knew that Fu Shenyan was no simple person, but he never thought he would be so powerful. Not only did he dig out the mastermind behind the scenes, but he was also able to get the video of the scene.

"Money makes the world go round. Money is a good thing." Fu Shenyan raised the corners of his mouth and spread his hands, revealing a sly smile.

"Not only can I find out, I can also help you settle this matter."

"How do you deal with it? Same as Xu Zehao? Fight violence with violence and cripple someone?"

"Yian, you are too naive. This world is not black and white. It has its gray areas. The rules that ordinary people usually use are not applicable here."

Zhou Yian lowered her head in silence. She understood this truth and knew that many things were not that simple, but her heart was upright and her conscience prevented her from being a bad person.

She whispered, "I want to talk to her."

Fu Shenyan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "No, talk? Talk about what? Do you still want to reason with her and influence her with love?"

"Zhou Yian, why are you still as naive as ever? It is said that those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. The person next to you is the king of beasts, and those around him are beasts that will bite people. With your personality like a little white rabbit, how can you protect yourself?"

Zhou Yian said helplessly and self-deprecatingly: "Maybe I am really different from you. Sometimes I have wild ideas and am childish and ridiculous."

Fu Shenyan felt a little sorry when he saw Zhou Yian like this, "I don't mean to laugh at you. You are an ordinary person, and you have seen a limited amount of ugliness. There are some dark operating rules that you will never come into contact with in your life, so it's normal that you don't understand them."

"If we need to talk, I'll go talk to her. I promise you, I won't use violence, okay?"

Fu Shenyan rarely went along with her, speaking to her softly with a gentle and doting tone.

After thinking for a moment, she gently answered, "Okay, thank you."

After finishing her work, she declined Fu Shenyan's invitation to dinner and took the bus back to work. When she got off work in the evening, Zhou Yian looked at the dim street lights and thought of the video she had watched during the day. If she could choose, she would like to go back to the past and live the most ordinary life. She and he were in different circles and would never be able to blend in.

When she returned to Nanwan after get off work, Xu Zehao had not returned yet. More than half an hour later, Zhou Yian received a message from him telling her that he had an appointment tonight and would be back later.

Zhou Yian responded with a "OK" as if she was used to it. She enjoyed the days when they could live in peace.

One night, when Zhou Yian was sleeping soundly, she felt someone touching her cheek, with cool fingertips moving across her face. She opened her eyes and saw it was Xu Zehao.

He bent over and stood at the head of the bed, looking at her quietly, invisible emotions swirling in his eyes.

"You're back?"

"Yeah." His voice was low and hoarse, with a strong sense of fatigue.

"It's getting late, go to bed early." Zhou Yian turned over and gave Xu Zehao a cold back, which was a silent rejection.

In the darkness, Xu Zehao paused, half-closed his eyes, with a dangerous signal in his eyes, and his outstretched hand paused in mid-air. "Have you been avoiding me recently?"

"No, I'm just a little tired."

"Can we just be quiet?" He stood up straight and looked down at her. The soft light of the night light shone on him, but her expression could not be seen clearly, which made him look mysterious.

Zhou Yian didn't turn around, but closed his eyes and turned his back to him, "What are you talking about?"

"Let's get married." This sudden sentence was like a huge rock hitting the calm lake, causing huge ripples.

Zhou Yian suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, and his sleepiness disappeared as he widened his eyes in disbelief. "Are you drunk? Xu Zehao, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I'm not drunk, and I know what I'm saying, so are you willing?" His voice was low and hoarse, and he looked at her with burning eyes, eager to know the answer.

Zhou Yian clenched his hands tightly around the blanket, mustered up his courage and spoke slowly, "We...are not suitable."

Xu Zehao's body suddenly froze, his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists, trembling slightly from exerting too much force, a rage emerged from his deep eyes, and his usually cool and handsome face now showed anger, "Because of him?"

Zhou Yian's heart skipped a beat, and he held his breath and pretended to be calm, "What are you talking about?"

Xu Zehao turned Zhou Yian's body over and forced her to face him, "Where did you go today?"

Zhou Yian was forced to turn around, looking at him in horror, and asked with a trembling voice: "Are you following me?"

Xu Zehao did not answer, but suddenly sat down, ignoring her struggles, increased his strength, bent down and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his chest.

After a brief resistance, Zhou Yian gave up struggling and let him hold him like this. Although he seemed calm, his breathing was a little irregular and his heartbeat was accelerated. He was extremely scared.

Xu Zehao hugged her silently, then let go, holding her face with both hands, rubbing her cheeks with the tips of his thumbs. His face was very close to her, and his warm breath blew on her face, with a faint smell of alcohol.

It was clearly a look of deep affection and doting, but it made Zhou Yian feel a chill down his spine.

"He's back, and you met him, right? Why didn't you tell me? You've made the same mistake once, and I've been very tolerant of you." Although he asked softly, it couldn't hide the slight anger in his tone.

He suddenly leaned close to her ear and asked in a cold voice, "Did he touch you? Did you... do it?"

This statement is explicit, shameful and extremely insulting.

Zhou Yian closed his eyes, frowned, and replied angrily: "No."

His eyes were bright, with a flickering anger, "No? Why did you lie to me if you didn't? Are you...feeling guilty?"