The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

"Oh, Mr. Xu, I'm so sorry. There was a traffic jam on the road and kept you waiting for a long time." Guo Zhidong was the first to come in.

Xu Zehao stood up modestly to welcome him, with a smile on his face, "It's okay, Mr. Guo, I just got here not long ago."

Guo Zhidong glanced at the whole place and asked in surprise, "Boss Wang hasn't come yet?"

"Yes, he might be stuck in traffic. Mr. Guo, please sit down and talk first."

"Mr. Xu, are you also stuck in traffic?" Guo Zhidong asked knowingly.

"No, I got there a little earlier."

"Oh, what a good day today is. Mr. Xu is treating us to a meal." The voice came before the person arrived. Wang Jian walked in slowly with a big belly.

"Speak of the devil and he will appear. Luckily, Mr. Xu and I didn't say anything bad about you behind your back." Guo Zhidong walked forward, took Wang Jian's hand and sat down.

"Mr. Wang has done things fairly and honestly all his life. He has always been upright and not afraid of what others say behind his back. Haha." Wang Jian narcissistically boasted about himself.

Xu Zehao nodded to Secretary Liu, who hurried out to notify the waiter to serve the food.

After a while, the waiter brought all the dishes.

"In the company, I call you Mr. Wang and Mr. Guo, but outside the company, I have to call you two uncles. Xu's success today is inseparable from the help of you two uncles." Xu Zehao held up the wine glass and toasted them respectfully without being humble or arrogant.

"Hey, Mr. Xu, it's too formal for you to say this. Public is public, private is private. After all, the Xu family is all surnamed Xu. There is no reason for you to toast us." Guo Zhidong stood up and stopped him.

"In that case, just consider it as a toast from me, the junior, to the two elders." After saying that, Xu Zehao drank two glasses of white wine in a row to show his sincerity.

"Since Mr. Xu is so generous, we naturally cannot be petty. Let's do it." Guo Zhidong and Wang Jian each drank a glass of white wine and finished it directly.

During the meal, the three people each had their own thoughts, and no one could see through what was going on.

"Liu... Secretary Liu, this is not a Hongmen Banquet, this is a peace banquet." Xu Zehao drank a lot of wine tonight and talked drunkenly in the back seat. Secretary Liu sat upright and listened to him.

"Today is a day of shame for me... for Xu Zehao. I went to beg... to make peace, but they still acted so arrogantly. It's really... so frustrating."

"You say that I, the eldest son of the Xu family, cannot make decisions or have a say in my own company. How ridiculous." After saying this, Xu Zehao fell into a deep sleep without saying a word.

Secretary Liu and the driver took great pains to carry Xu Zehao, who was drunk as a puddle of mud, back home. There was a gardener in Yujing Garden, so the two of them dropped him off and left.

The sound of a car engine sounded, and Xu Zehao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like a wolf in the dark, cold and sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts.

He stood up and walked to the window, watching the car go away. His steps were steady and powerful, and he did not look drunk at all, as if it was not him who had looked drunk just now.

The next day, rumors spread throughout the Xu Group that President Xu wanted to curry favor with Presidents Wang and Guo, but was rejected when he invited them to dinner. These rumors made Xu Zehao, whose foundation was already shaky, even more passive.

"Mr. Xu, the other shareholders still refused to sign this plan."

The rejection of the document means that the plan has not been approved and therefore cannot be implemented. This means that your abilities are not recognized, your decisions are not recognized, and your identity as the heir to the Xu Group seems to be just a decoration.

Xu Zehao chuckled and said self-deprecatingly, "If it doesn't pass, then don't pass it. There's no point in wasting time. Tell Mr. Guo to use their plan."

"Okay, Mr. Xu."

Xu Zehao shook his head, looking somewhat helpless. "Secretary Liu, are your employees privately discussing how I, the heir, am extremely incompetent, relying on the good deeds of my ancestors to sit in this position, and yet being manipulated by others?"

Secretary Liu broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this. "Mr. Xu, how dare we discuss this? You are the heir and sooner or later you will have the final say in this company."

Xu Zehao looked at her with a sharp and cold look in his eyes. "You know what's happening. Go down."

When Zhou Yian returned to Nanwan after get off work, he saw Xu Zehao's silver supercar parked downstairs and his heart beat faster unconsciously.

She pushed the door open, walked around the room but didn't see him. Just as she was wondering, his voice sounded behind her.

"You're back?"

He was carrying two large shopping bags and looked like he had just returned from the supermarket.

"You... went shopping?" Zhou Yian bit her lower lip, stayed where she was and did not go forward to greet him. She suddenly didn't know how to get along with him.

"I came back and checked the refrigerator. It seemed to be empty. I just went out to buy some things." Xu Zehao walked to the refrigerator with the bag and put it down.

"Sorry, I was too busy recently, so I didn't come back for dinner, so I didn't ask Auntie to come over."

"Yeah, it's okay. I bought them all." Xu Zehao said as he put the items in the shopping bag in the refrigerator.

"Okay." Zhou Yian still stood there, looking around awkwardly, seeming a little at a loss.

Xu Zehao squinted at her and noticed her abnormality. "What's wrong with you?"

"Me? It's okay. Have you eaten? I'll cook for you." Zhou Yian said and walked towards the kitchen.

"Is there something wrong?" Xu Zehao could tell at a glance that Zhou Yian was avoiding him.

"No, I just got off work and I'm a little hungry." Zhou Yian's hands hanging at her sides slowly tightened into fists. She kept reminding herself to stay calm and not let him notice anything.

Xu Zehao walked forward and turned her body around, so that they were facing each other. He asked in a gentle tone, "Are you really okay?"

"No, maybe it's because I haven't seen you for a long time, so you feel a little strange." Zhou Yian grinned and chuckled to cover up his uneasiness.

"I'm sorry, I've been a bit busy lately and can't spare the time to accompany you." Xu Zehao gently hugged her in his arms and rubbed her hair with his chin.

Zhou Yian remained silent and let him hold her like this, with her hands hanging at her waist, motionless.

Sure enough, this man thought she knew nothing. What a lame excuse, he was too busy. If she hadn't read those gossips, she would still be sleeping in the beautiful dream he had woven. Zhou Yian closed her eyes, and she pulled the corners of her mouth weakly, with a resentful expression, and her smile was uglier than crying.

"Xu Zehao" Zhou Yian suddenly called his name.

"Yeah." His tone was lazy and casual, but gentle.

"I'm hungry, can I cook something to eat first?"

"You're really ruining the mood." Xu Zehao complained to her with a smile.

"I can't help it. I just got off work and I didn't know you were back."

"Go ahead, and cook my portion at the same time." Xu Zehao released his arms from around her.

She raised her head and her eyes fell on Xu Zehao's face. This man was as handsome as ever, with three-dimensional features and a pair of peach blossom eyes that could attract souls even to dogs. Unfortunately, he was a cold and indifferent person.

Xu Zehao stretched out his finger and scratched her nose. "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face? You are so mesmerized."

"No, I just forgot what I was looking for." Zhou Yian turned his head away awkwardly, pretending to look for something.

"You said you wanted to cook, so what else do you need to find?"

"Oh, yes, yes, I want to find tomatoes. I want to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Zhou Yian said as he pretended to open the refrigerator, took out tomatoes and two eggs and went into the kitchen.

Zhou Yian was a little absent-minded today and spoke very little, but Xu Zehao did not suspect anything and thought that it was just like she said, they had not seen each other for too long and they were a little strange.

Zhou Yian looked at the clock and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going back?"

It was already nine o'clock, and Xu Zehao was still sitting on the sofa fiddling with his laptop, with no intention of leaving.

"No, I'm here tonight."

Zhou Yian felt confused for a moment. He was going to sleep here? The image of him hugging that woman flashed through his mind. He felt psychologically uncomfortable and nauseous, and wanted to vomit.