The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

After returning from the beach, Xu Zehao disappeared again. He seemed to be very busy, like a gust of wind, always coming and going in a hurry.

However, the rumors about him have never stopped, and recently various explosive headlines have dominated the headlines of various entertainment news.

[A rich young man falls in love with a female star. Is the family marriage for profit? ]

[Shocking, the heir of Xu Group had a night out with a beautiful woman, hugging and touching her in an alarming manner. ]

[Mr. Xu is dissatisfied with the family marriage and meets a beautiful woman at night. What should Miss Qin do?]

Zhou Yian had no intention of eating melons, but Wang Jia was like a fool, jumping up and down in the melon field and sharing them with her every day.

"Tsk tsk, men are really bad, especially rich men. The eldest son of the Xu family is engaged but still hangs around and flirts with other women."

"Miss Qin is so miserable. She hasn't even married yet, but she's already been cuckolded by so many people, with mistresses one after another. Those women are really cheap. They even climbed into bed with him after knowing that he was going to get married."

"Wang Jia, you're just worrying about nothing. Maybe Miss Qin is spending more lavishly than he is. The world of rich people is not something that poor people like us can understand." Another colleague couldn't help but persuade Wang Jia when he saw how angry she was.

"Yeah, rich people spend money lavishly. If I were rich, I might spend more lavishly than them. I would also order eight male models and have fun every night." Wang Jia said indignantly.

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Zhou Yian's mood instantly plummeted to the bottom. He thought that he was also the one who climbed into the bed. It was really disgusting.

At this moment, the elders of the Qin and Xu families also saw these negative scandals.

"Old Qin, you really can't judge a person by his appearance. This kid from the Xu family is trying to please our family and form an alliance, but at the same time he's hugging and kissing people. How can this be disgraceful? Where is the face of our Qin family?" Mrs. Qin looked at the newspaper and her face changed with anger. Her good impression of Xu Zehao disappeared completely.

"Oh, don't be anxious. These might just be random photos and write-ups by paparazzi. Besides, our Qin family has never officially announced the marriage with the Xu family. Why should we be so anxious? Don't worry, there are people who are more anxious than us." Qin Shichao was watering the flowers and plants in the courtyard leisurely with a watering can in his hand, not affected by Xu Zehao's scandal at all.

Madam Qin asked angrily, "Who else is anxious? The Xu family doesn't care about their reputation at all. Look at this photo, hugging and embracing in public, it's really immoral."

"Okay, okay, don't worry. At most, we won't take it seriously and let the bullets fly for a while. Men are like this. Besides, I have never had any contact with Yinong. The Xu family has never made it clear that they want to form an alliance with our family. The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuchs are. If we really want to form an alliance, the Xu family will handle these messy things."

"Hmph, you're the only one who doesn't worry about your daughter's marriage at all." Mrs. Qin scolded him in a tender voice.

Qin Shichao was told this by his beloved wife, and he quickly explained, "Oh, my wife, Yinong is a smart child. It doesn't matter to her whether there is an alliance or not. Our Qin family is not bad either, so why rush? Although Xu's family is the best candidate, it doesn't have to be him. We don't have to rush. We can just wait and see."

As Qin Shichao expected, Old Man Xu in the Xu family's old house was already furious.

Mr. Xu looked at the newspapers, his eyes wide open and he was furious. "Are these newspapers and media outlets so bold? Who allowed them to publish this?"

"Master, I have sent people to negotiate, and no media will dare to publish it from now on." The butler was so scared that he lowered his head, clasped his hands on his abdomen, and did not dare to breathe.

"Call Zehao and ask him to come back, right now."

After Xu Zehao saw the housekeeper's phone call, he probably guessed the purpose of the call and hung up the phone with a cold face.

After calling several times and no one answered, the other end finally stopped calling.

After a while, Secretary Liu came in and said, "Mr. Xu, the housekeeper of the old house just called me and said that the master asked you to go back."

"I know, you go down first."

"Master, the young master refused to answer the phone, but I have asked Secretary Liu to notify him to return to the old house."

"And I asked someone in the media, and they said that a small newspaper published it first, and then several large newspapers mistakenly thought that it could be published since Xu's company did not interfere, so they followed suit and published it. But now they have all been deleted."

"Little weekly?"

"Yes, it is said that they bought these photos from a paparazzi. It is probably that 18th-tier female celebrity who wanted to use Young Master Xu to hype herself up."

At this time, Mr. Xu's mood has stabilized. "Humph, an actor who sings opera wants to get into the Xu family by attaching himself to a rich and powerful man. It's simply wishful thinking."

"Is Zehao not back yet?"

"Master, no, he...he still doesn't answer the phone."

"No need to wait, he won't come back. Go contact that woman and see what her conditions are, and clear this up."

"Yes, sir."

Xu Zehao did not return to the old house, but returned to South Bay.

"You're back. Have you eaten?" Zhou Yian sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching him push the door open calmly.

Xu Zehao didn't answer. He walked over and grabbed her wrist, then pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly with great force, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

His voice was low and hoarse, "Do you miss me?"

Zhou Yian let him hold her, expressionless and softly said, "I do."

"Then why didn't you ever come to me?"

"you busy."

"You can come to me if I'm busy."

"I'm afraid of disturbing your work."

Xu Zehao sighed softly, "Have you seen today's news?"

"Yeah, I saw it."

Xu Zehao let go of her and put his hands on her shoulders. He stared at her with eyes that contained endless love and tenderness. "Then why didn't you ask me who that woman was? Why didn't you make trouble with me?"

Zhou Yian raised her eyes and met his gaze. Her heart suddenly softened. She turned her face away from him and said nonchalantly, "Why should I make trouble with you? How many women you have has nothing to do with me. I... we are just in a contractual relationship."

Xu Zehao raised his eyebrows, his face turned pale and his eyes became cold and grim, "We are just in a contractual relationship? Do you really think so?"

"It's not that I think so, but this is the fact." Zhou Yian said these words lightly, but his heart suddenly twitched.

"Facts? So that's why you've been so quiet and not crying or making a fuss?" Xu Zehao's face had changed slightly.

"Why should I make a fuss? We are just getting what we need. You have the money so you can have many women. I am just one of your many women. They didn't make a fuss, so why should I make a fuss?"

"Everyone gets what they want. Why are you making a fuss? Why?" Xu Zehao repeated her words with a sneer, anger rising in his eyes.

Xu Zehao closed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "Zhou Yian, do you have no heart?"

Seeing Xu Zehao like this, Zhou Yian's heart softened, "Xu Zehao..." When she was about to have a frank talk with him, Xu Zehao's cell phone rang at an inopportune time.

When he answered the phone, Zhou Yian saw the name on the screen at a glance, Xia Xue.

The heroine of the scandal who sat on his lap late at night and was ambiguous with him, the woman who kissed him in the car, the woman who walked side by side with him and was extremely affectionate with him, the heroine that Xu Shao was deeply in love with as described by the media.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be there right away." Xu Zehao said and hung up the phone.

Then he turned to Zhou Yian and asked coldly, "What did you want to say just now?"

What Zhou Yian originally wanted to say was forced back by this phone call.

"I want to say that we should each do our own job and get what we need. You can go and accompany her. I am very sensible and will not make a fuss."

His expression was blank for a moment, as if something was breaking in his body, silently but painfully.

He clenched his teeth and sneered, "Zhou Yian, you said this, everyone should stick to their own duties."

After saying that, he left angrily. Zhou Yian looked at his departing back, her breathing became disordered and her heart ached. She understood what he wanted, but he didn't understand what she wanted.