The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

In the reception room facing the sun, the long-lost sunlight shines in through the window, and the cold room instantly becomes bright and warm.

Xu Zehao was meeting a guest, his cold face showing the aura of a king who was intimidating without even getting angry. The other accompanying personnel were also restrained and talking in low voices.

Xu Zehao's phone vibrated, and a bank transfer message jumped into his eyes. The amount of money he transferred to his bank was 10,000 yuan, and the remitter was Zhou Yian. He thought he was seeing things, but when he clicked on the detailed information, he saw that it was indeed Zhou Yian.

At this moment, WeChat received another new message notification, also from Zhou Yian.

Xu Zehao wondered what happened today. This woman had never sent him a message before.

【Have you received the money? 】

Xu Zehao's fingertips danced on the keyboard and he quickly replied to her with a question mark.

Zhou: [I transferred 10,000 yuan to you]

Xu: [Where did it come from? Why did you give me money?]

Zhou: [My salary + bonus.]

Xu: Why give me money?

He looked at the chat box and saw that the other party was typing, but no message was sent.

Zhou Yian entered it several times, but finally felt that it was inappropriate and deleted it all.

After waiting for a few minutes, her message finally came.

Zhou: [It’s not for you, it’s for us. We can’t spend it for two people and save it for one person.]

Xu: [OK]

When Xu Zehao saw the word "we", his brows relaxed and his expression softened a lot. The air pressure in the reception room seemed to drop all of a sudden, and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Zhou Yian had the secondary card, she had never used it to purchase luxury items worth large amounts, except for daily necessities.

After get off work, Xu Zehao came to pick up Zhou Yian on time. Knowing that she didn't want her colleagues to gossip, he didn't park the car downstairs of the company, but at a nearby intersection with heavy traffic. Zhou Yian walked over and got in the car directly, which was secretive and safe.

Zhou Yian got into the car and fastened his seat belt, but Xu Zehao did not start the car.

"Where are we going and what are we having for dinner tonight?" Zhou Yian had been busy all day and his neck was a little sore. He squinted his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the chair. The pain in his neck was relieved a lot at once.

"Listen to you."

"Listen to me?" A place suddenly appeared in Zhou Yian's mind. "Then I'll show you the way and you drive."

"Okay." Xu Zehao answered straightforwardly.

"Then drive out from here and turn right..."

"Well, go straight down this road and go to that path."

The road was normal at the beginning, but later on, the road became narrower and more uneven, making the car more and more difficult to drive. If it weren't for good driving skills, it would have been easy to get scratched. What's rare is that Xu Zehao didn't complain, but was patient and careful to avoid obstacles.

After finally squeezing in, they searched for a long time before finding a parking space. The two of them got out of the car and walked.

Different from the bustling city, this place seems to be a corner forgotten by the city, with bumpy concrete roads, various food stalls set up along the street, and vendors shouting loudly. The environment here is not good, but the flow of people is surprisingly large, and the business is extremely hot, with crowds surging and bustling.

Zhou Yian was afraid that Xu Zehao would be squeezed and lost, so he held his hand tightly and walked with difficulty in the crowd.

Finally, the two of them squeezed into a restaurant. The restaurant was very small and inconspicuous, with only four or five tables, but they were all full of people. Many people were sitting in line at the door of the restaurant waiting.

"That's it?" Xu Zehao looked around and felt a little bit unbelievable.

"Yeah, don't underestimate this place, it's delicious. I used to come here often?"

Xu Zehao keenly grasped the key words, and was jealous. He frowned and asked unhappily, "Come here often? With whom?"

"Yeah, my mom and my roommate have all been here."

"Don't you have a boyfriend?"

"Huh? No?" Zhou Yian looked at the long queue in front of him seriously and didn't notice the little emotion on Xu Zehao's face at all.

"Hey, you stand here. I'll go over and get a number." Zhou Yian was so focused on eating that he had no time to pay attention to what he said. Before he could answer, he had already run to the front to get a number.

Xu Zehao found it very interesting to see her focusing on eating. His mood also became cheerful and his frown relaxed.

After waiting in line for about forty minutes, two people were finally seated. The proprietress came over and quickly cleaned up the leftovers from the previous table of guests, then handed them a greasy menu and asked them to order.

Zhou Yian ordered three dishes that he often ate before, and then ordered two glasses of signature drinks. While Zhou Yian was ordering food, Xu Zehao looked around curiously.

The kitchen is open. The middle-aged boss is cooking in the kitchen with a big belly. The fire flickers and the wok in his hand turns flexibly. One dish after another with good color, aroma and taste is cooked.

Soon the three dishes ordered by Zhou Yian were served and placed on the table. Zhou Yian quickly handed the chopsticks to Xu Zehao, "Try it and see if it tastes good."

Xu Zehao took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of stir-fried meat and put it in his mouth and chewed it for a few times. Zhou Yian stared at him eagerly, his eyes full of expectation, "How is it? How is it? Is it delicious?"

"It's really delicious, no wonder you like coming here."

After hearing Xu Zehao say it was delicious, Zhou Yian smiled and happily picked up another dish with chopsticks and gave it to Xu Zehao, "This is delicious too."

Xu Zehao did not refuse. He pursed his lips and chewed slowly, savoring the food carefully. He ate with elegance and grace. He was born noble and seemed out of place with his surroundings.

Zhou Yian sat opposite him, holding his chin and looking at him tenderly, thinking of his own ordinary and insignificant wish, to marry the one he loved, and to have three meals a day and four seasons together.

Xu Zehao saw her staring at him in a trance, with endless tenderness in her eyes. He felt warm in his heart and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you hungry?"

Zhou Yian came back to his senses and quickly picked up the chopsticks and the bowl. "I'm hungry. I'm afraid you won't be used to the food."

"No, it's delicious. Although the environment is not that great, the taste is okay. No wonder you like to come here, it's really good." Xu Zehao praised from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing that his favorite things were recognized, Zhou Yian was very happy and his appetite improved. He ate two bowls of rice, which was a rare event.

After dinner, Xu Zehao naturally held Zhou Yian's hand, interlocking their fingers to warm each other.

Tonight, after Xu Zehao sent Zhou Yian back to Nanwan, he did not go back. He stayed in Nanwan.

Maybe it was because a short separation made the heart grow fonder, he was passionate and gentle tonight, wishing he could crush her into pieces and embed her into his body.

When Zhou Yian woke up in the morning, she felt sore all over and her legs didn't even have the strength to close. Today was a weekday and she still had to go to work. She pushed the sleeping Xu Zehao away and got up gently, for fear of waking Xu Zehao up.

She opened the bedside drawer, took out a white medicine bottle, poured out a pill, swallowed it, and then casually placed the bottle on the table.