The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Xu Zehao looked at Zhou Yian's sarcastic expression, and instead of being angry, he felt a little happy and secretly pleased, "What's wrong, are you jealous?"

"I didn't." Zhou Yian said no, but the unhappy expression on her face betrayed her.

Xu Zehao put his arms around her waist and kissed her forehead lightly, with a faint smile on his face, "Don't be angry, she and I are just friends."

Zhou Yian frowned slightly and said sarcastically with dissatisfaction: "Friends, they are very special friends, right?"

"Yeah, kind of, so don't be angry, I'll be back as soon as I get her home safely."

"No, why should you send me home? You go pick her up. I'm worried about you two being alone in the same room, and the woman is drunk. What if you have sex after drinking?"

"I'm not that kind of person."

"You are not that kind of person, so what about her? How do I know if she is that kind of person? After all, you are so rich, there should be a lot of women who like you."

Xu Zehao frowned and said seriously: "An An, Jiatong is not that kind of person."

"I don't care. I'm going to follow you and watch over you guys."

Zhou Yian held Xu Zehao's waist and refused to let go. He didn't want to let Xu Zehao leave, and he looked unreasonable.

Xu Zehao was not angry. He looked at her lovingly, his eyes full of tenderness. "Okay, then you come with me. You can rest assured this time, right?"

"Okay, let's go now." Zhou Yian relaxed his brows, left Xu Zehao behind, walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door and sat down.

Then the two of them came to a 24-hour bar. There was no loud music or flashing neon lights, only soft light music. The environment was unusually comfortable and quiet. If it weren't for the rows of colorful wine bottles on the bar, you couldn't tell that this was a bar.

Xu Zehao saw Gu Jiatong sitting in the corner drinking by herself at a glance. When he walked in, Gu Jiatong happened to look up. The moment their eyes met, she smiled.

She raised her hand and waved at Xu Zehao. When her eyes passed Xu Zehao and saw Zhou Yian behind him, her smile froze on her face and then became very forced.

"Why are you here drinking alone in broad daylight?" Xu Zehao looked at Gu Jiatong's slightly flushed face and knew that she had drunk quite a bit.

"You're here, Zehao." Her tone was gentle and intimate.

Xu Zehao didn't reply, but just frowned and nodded.

Gu Jiatong pretended not to see Zhou Yian behind Xu Zehao and just greeted Xu Zehao.

Gu Jiatong looked up at the man she had liked for many years and felt sour in her heart. He knew that she liked him, but he still brought his woman to pick her up. He really had a clear conscience towards her.

"Hello, Miss Gu." Zhou Yian stood out from behind Xu Zehao and greeted Gu Jiatong calmly. This was the second time she had seen Gu Jiatong up close. The last time they met was in Nanwan.

The first time, she was not quite sure what kind of feelings Gu Jiatong had for Xu Zehao, but this time, with a woman's accurate sixth sense, she was sure that Gu Jiatong liked Xu Zehao, because the look in her eyes when she looked at him just now was so unusual, and the love in her eyes was about to overflow.

"Hello, Miss Zhou."

Gu Jiatong looked at her lazily, smiled slightly, and was generous and decent. There was no ambiguous look in her eyes when she looked at her in Nanwan before.

"We were just buying a house when we received your call. Miss Gu, what's wrong with you? You drank so much in the broad daylight. Are you in a bad mood?"

In just a few words, Zhou Yian deliberately revealed some important information, invisibly feeding Gu Jiatong a handful of dog food.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhou Yian's words, Gu Jiatong smiled unnaturally, "I'm really sorry for interrupting your date."

"It's okay, Jiatong, how are you?" Xu Zehao had no idea about the secret psychological battle between the two women, and still asked Gu Jiatong with concern what happened.

"It's okay, let's have a drink together or something..."

Gu Jiatong raised the wine glass in her hand and asked them. Her face was slightly red and her eyes were wandering. She knew that if she drank any more, she would pass out.

But now, looking at Zhou Yian and Xu Zehao in front of her, she wanted to drink a few more glasses, preferably to get drunk.

"Stop drinking and go back."

Xu Zehao took a step forward, reached out to take the wine glass from her hand, then half bent over, put her hand on his shoulder, helped her to stand up, and used his other hand to pick up Gu Jiatong's bag.

Probably because she had been drinking, Gu Jiatong was a little shaky and couldn't stand steadily, so she leaned on Xu Zehao.

"An An, let's go."

"Oh, okay." Zhou Yian had been standing silently by the side, watching him supporting her indifferently, with a look of deep thought, until Xu Zehao called her, she came back to her senses.

Xu Zehao helped Gu Jiatong to the front of the car, opened the back door, helped her sit down, then leaned into the car to fasten her seat belt. The two of them were very close to each other, and Xu Zehao took meticulous care of her.

Zhou Yian stood in front of the car, watching everything happening in front of him with amusement. This scene was too familiar. It was in a photo that was secretly taken when he and Xia Xue were intimate in the car. No wonder it looked so familiar.

"Xu Zehao, I didn't expect that you are so decisive and fierce in business, but you are quite gentlemanly when it comes to treating women."

Zhou Yian added in his mind, "It's a pity that it's a central air conditioner."

Xu Zehao stood straight with his arms folded across his chest, looking at Zhou Yian, with the corners of his mouth raised and a playful smile in his eyes, he asked: "Are you praising me? Or are you mocking me?"

Zhou Yian rolled his eyes in disdain, with an expression that said, "You understand it yourself," "What do you think?"

Xu Zehao smiled and said, "I think you are jealous."

Xu Zehao came up and held her hand, brought her to the passenger window, opened the door, bent down and made a gesture of invitation, "Princess, please get in the car."

Zhou Yian was not moved at all by Xu Zehao's tricks to coax little girls. She looked indifferent and calmly sat in the passenger seat.

Xu Zehao bent down and leaned forward, also helping her fasten her seat belt. The difference was that when he fastened the seat belt and left, he suddenly held Zhou Yian's palm-sized face with both hands, and a kiss fell on her unexpectedly, slowly from shallow to deep.

"Woo..." Zhou Yian's tiny whimpers were blocked by the kiss and swallowed into her stomach. She reached out to push him away, but couldn't.

The kiss didn't last long, it was over in just a few seconds. After Xu Zehao kissed her, he had a sly smile on his face, as if his plan had succeeded. Zhou Yian looked at him angrily, wiping her mouth in disgust, and whispered to Xu Zehao, "Xu Zehao, are you sick?"

Their actions were just like the flirting between a young couple.

Gu Jiatong, who was sitting in the back seat, closed her eyes. Although she could not see the small movements in the front seat, her hearing became unusually sensitive at this moment.

It was not difficult for her to guess what had happened between the two people in the front seats. She had never seen Xu Zehao trying so hard to make people happy before. In front of outsiders, he never showed his emotions, as if he was a robot without emotions or feelings.

She had known him for so many years, and he had always looked worried and serious, with an invisible coldness that kept people at a distance and kept strangers away. But in front of Zhou Yian, his personality became very lively.

It turns out that he can make people happy.

Where they couldn't see her, Gu Jiatong clenched her fists, her joints turned white due to excessive force. At this moment, she wished that she was actually drunk and couldn't feel what was happening in front of her. In this way, she could always deceive herself by telling herself that Xu Zehao didn't love anyone and his heart didn't belong to anyone.