The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Xu Zehao picked up the document in front of him, frowned after just one look, and said self-deprecatingly: "So it was him, haha, I should have thought of that."

"Who is this woman? She seems to be quite extraordinary, and you all care about her so much." After two investigations, Gu Jiatong also began to be interested in Zhou Yian.

Xu Zehao looked at the document seriously, his face calm as water. He did not answer the question, but changed the subject.

"Jiatong, thank you and you've worked hard. Can you help me check one more thing? It might be a little tricky as it's so old." Xu Zehao finished reading the document and put it on the table.

"Zehao, don't be so polite. Do you need to be so polite to me? Just tell me, what do you want me to do?" Gu Jiatong looked at Xu Zehao with a smile, her eyes as gentle as water.

"Help me find out why my parents died."

"Didn't your parents die in a car accident? What's wrong? Do you have doubts about this? Do you suspect your grandfather is deceiving you?"

"Don't ask anymore. Just help me check it out. Check Zhou Yian as well."

"She? I'm actually very curious, what is her relationship with you? Why is she involved?" Gu Jiatong didn't understand why Xu Zehao wanted to find out about Zhou Yian's past.

"Lover relationship." Xu Zehao said this expressionlessly.

"Cough...cough cough, what did you say?" Gu Jiatong was drinking coffee and was frightened by these words. She choked and her face became very unnatural.

Xu Zehao looked at her calmly, "She lives in South Bay now."

Gu Jiatong's eyes widened in shock, and she looked at him in disbelief, "No, Zehao, this joke is not funny at all."

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Gu Jiatong still couldn't believe it and argued, "No, she... how is she worthy of your love? Apart from her looks, how can she be worthy of you?"

Xu Zehao's eyes changed, and he instantly turned cold and said in an unhappy tone, "Jiatong."

Gu Jiatong realized that she had lost her composure and was a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I... I was just too surprised. You know, in my eyes, you have always been the best person, so I think that in this world, except Miss Qin, no one is worthy of you."

"That's a match, or a good match."

Gu Jiatong's expression became a little unnatural, without her usual decorum, and she seemed a little cautious, "Are you...really together?"

"The house in South Bay is for her to live in."

Gu Jiatong smiled bitterly, "Nanwan? That day you hurriedly asked me to clean the house for you, was it just for her to live in?"

"Ah."

Gu Jiatong's heart was in turmoil, but she forced herself to remain calm and pretended to be indifferent, "Can you tell me what you like about her?"

"Jiatong, you've crossed the line." Xu Zehao had a cold face and did not answer her question.

Gu Jiatong was a little disappointed. "I know. I will help you find out."

Xu Zehao looked around vigilantly and found nothing unusual. "Also, I found that someone was following me. We have to be careful when we meet next time, and you too."

"Do you know who it is?" Gu Jiatong immediately became nervous and looked around at the people around her.

"It's unclear at the moment. Those who come with bad intentions will not come. Be careful."

"We need to hurry up with the share transfer. I'm afraid if we wait too long, we'll have more trouble."

Gu Jiatong quickly adjusted her state, still looking beautiful and capable, "Don't worry about this, they all agree, but it will take some time to make this perfect."

After talking for about half an hour, the two parted ways. After watching Gu Jiatong drive away, Xu Zehao stopped a car and quietly returned to the MG Club.

After returning to the club, Xu Zehao deliberately got out of the car to get something in order to confuse their sight, and then went upstairs again. The people hiding in the dark and monitoring him did not suspect anything and waited until the middle of the night. They watched him go to the underground parking lot and drive the car, followed his car back to Yujingyuan and left.

Xu Zehao drove the car to Yujingyuan and did not get out. Instead, he sat quietly in the car with his eyes closed. About ten minutes after the black car drove away, a silver Maserati drove out, and the person in the car was Xu Zehao.

It was almost four in the morning when they returned to Nanwan. Zhou Yian had already fallen asleep. Xu Zehao walked into the house quietly, trying to avoid making any noise.

In order not to wake Zhou Yian up, he washed up on the first floor before going to the bedroom. He came to the bedroom quietly. In the dim bedroom, he could only see Zhou Yian's petite outline. He sat beside the bed and turned on the night light. The dim light sprinkled on her face, adding a touch of softness. He quietly looked at her sleeping face, frowned and sighed, "How many things about you are there that I don't know."

Zhou Yian's eyelids twitched, but she did not wake up. Instead, she turned over and faced the other side. Xu Zehao turned off the light and lay down on the other side of the bed. Feeling the warmth, Zhou Yian squeezed over and nestled in his arms. Xu Zehao stretched out his long arms and held her tightly in his arms, and the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

In the early morning of winter, golden sunlight shone through the half-closed curtains on the windowsill, filling the entire bedroom. Zhou Yian slowly opened her eyes and saw Xu Zehao in her sleepy eyes. Her chaotic mind couldn't react for a while. Was this a dream or reality? Did he come back last night?

His handsome face was lightly outlined by the sunlight, making him look more resolute and well-defined. Zhou Yi looked at him quietly, unconsciously wanting to reach out and touch his face, but was afraid of waking him up, so he retracted his hand.

Today is the weekend, and Zhou Yian does not have the habit of sleeping in. She gently breaks away from Xu Zehao's arms, then gets up and washes herself. When she reaches the first floor, the hourly worker has already prepared breakfast and put it in the thermal cabinet.

Xu Zehao likes quietness and doesn't like having extra people at home, so he didn't hire live-in gardeners or nannies, but temporary ones. This was in line with Zhou Yian's wish. Apart from her family, she was not used to living under the same roof with people she didn't know well 24 hours a day.

After breakfast, Zhou Yian came to the small courtyard in front of the door and sat down to read. It was winter, and the small courtyard that was full of vitality in the past seemed a little depressed.

The golden sunlight shone on her through the glass house, as if she was coated with a layer of gold and looked sparkling. Zhou Yian was reading a book seriously, her fingers gently turning the pages, her expression focused and elegant. She didn't notice at all that Xu Zehao was standing quietly on the second-floor balcony with his arms crossed over his chest, looking at her seriously with eyes full of tenderness and doting.