The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

After Xu Zehao came out of Nanwan, he drove to the coffee shop where he had agreed to meet Xia Xue.

"Mr. Xu, someone is looking for me." Xia Xue stirred the coffee in her hand calmly, not panicking at all.

"What did they say?"

"Well, do wealthy families always deal with problems so simply and roughly? He said give me one million and let me leave you."

"Then what did you say?"

Xia Xue suddenly leaned forward and looked at Xu Zehao seriously, "What can I say? I say this is true love. We can break up, but you have to pay more."

After saying that, his expression changed and he smiled slightly, "How is it, is my acting okay, Mr. Xu?"

Xu Zehao said nothing with a cold face. He took out a check from his pocket and put it on the table. "This is your salary."

Xia Xue picked up the check and looked at it, smiling knowingly, "Mr. Xu is really generous. This is much more than what he gave."

Xu Zehao took a sip of coffee. The coffee was too bitter. He frowned in dissatisfaction and said slowly: "But the play is not over yet. You have to continue."

"No problem, I'll cooperate with you in any way you want to act. This is more challenging than acting from a script."

"Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed?"

"I'm a woman, and a woman who can be bought with money. It's not worth it for Xu to take such a big risk, don't you think?"

Xu Zehao curled his lips and smiled, "Oh, you are indeed a different woman."

"But I do have a question for you."

"Say it"

"There are many people who create scandals for themselves in order to climb up the social ladder. For example, I have a lot better resources after this wave of traffic, but you...why do you do this?"

Xu Zehao raised his head and glanced at Xia Xue, warning her indifferently, "Xia Xue, just act well, and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

Xia Xue responded casually: "Ok, let's just forget about it, just pretend I didn't ask. Thank you for the coffee, Mr. Xu. I haven't paid yet. I'm leaving first. We'll meet again if there's a play." After saying that, she picked up her bag in a casual manner, twisted her waist and left.

Xu Zehao continued to sit alone in the coffee shop silently, with his thin lips tightly closed, looking like he was troubled.

As night falls, the streets become deserted. Under the dim street lights, a few stray cats walk lightly on the walls.

Zhou Yian was sleeping soundly when the doorbell rang through the air, sounding very harsh in the silent night.

Zhou Yian's thoughts were in a daze, and he thought he was hallucinating. He squinted his eyes and listened for a while before he was sure that it was indeed the doorbell downstairs ringing.

She woke up instantly, all sleepiness gone. Who would come to her house and ring the doorbell in the middle of the night?

She was so scared that she buried her head in the quilt and covered her ears tightly.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang intermittently. Zhou Yian vaguely heard someone calling her name intermittently.

She plucked up her courage and went to the first floor, holding a baseball bat for self-defense. She walked carefully to the door and pressed her body against it to listen carefully to what was happening outside.

“An An… An… An, open… the door.” The voice was weak.

"Xu Zehao?"

Zhou Yian didn't have time to think and quickly opened the door.

Xu Zehao was sitting crookedly at the door, sometimes quiet and sometimes muttering to himself. His hair was still handsome and neat, but his tie was untied, hanging loosely on his chest, making him look a little casual.

Zhou Yian sighed, put down the baseball bat in his hand, squatted down, and shook him gently, "Hey, Xu Zehao, wake up."

Xu Zehao opened his eyes hard, then closed them again, stretched out a hand and grabbed her fiercely, "Don't... go.

Zhou Yian looked around the courtyard and saw that there were no cars parked there. He wondered how he managed to get back here in the middle of the night.

She helped him into the house and finally threw him onto the sofa in the living room on the first floor with great effort.

Xu Zehao curled up in the sofa, half-closed his eyes, his eyes were blurry and his gaze was distracted, with a smile on his lips as he stared at Zhou Yian, "Little darling, ... I ... miss you so much, don't leave."

"Little boy."

Zhou Yian's body stiffened, his hand holding the quilt paused for a moment, and then he covered him with the quilt as if nothing had happened.

As he covered her, he said, "I'll just have to let you sleep this night."

Xu Zehao seemed to understand, and answered with narrowed eyes, "Okay."

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Xu Zehao got up. He sat up, squinted his eyes, held his forehead and rested for a while before standing up and looking around.

"Mr. Xu, are you awake?" The hourly worker was cleaning the house. When she saw Xu Zehao get up, she hurried to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of sobering soup.

"Where's An An?"

"You mean the wife? She has already gone to work."

Xu Zehao remained silent, picked up his coat on the stool and walked out.

Auntie looked at the hangover soup on the table, then looked at his back and shouted helplessly: "Hey, Mr. Xu, don't you want to drink something?"

"Haha, look, new melon, new melon." Wang Jia, an expert at eating melons, shared the melons she had eaten in the office again.

"Under pressure from public opinion, the rich young man broke up with his wife. The rich man paid a million dollars for the breakup. After the breakup, he sat alone in a coffee shop, looking lonely."

"Tsk tsk, rich people really change girlfriends like they change clothes. It hasn't been long since they broke up. But if I can make millions after a relationship, I'm happy with it." Another colleague said.

"You don't understand this. From what I have dug, this guy really likes this girl. Someone has opened an account to analyze the relationship between the two. The guy used to take the girl out to play, but it was not exposed at the time, so many people didn't know it was them."

"They were shopping for clothes, eating, and shopping. According to a salesgirl, the two had shopped at their mall and were very affectionate. However, some netizens also revealed that there was a woman next to the man who was very pretty, even prettier than the female star. But at the time, I thought they were just two ordinary people. It's a pity that no photos were taken."

"Wang Jia, just stop eating these melons. What's the point of talking about true and false?"

Wang Jia pouted and said, "These things are just for fun, who cares whether they are real or not, and who can guarantee their authenticity."

Zhou Yian listened to their discussion and suddenly seemed to understand why Xu Zehao was drunk. It seemed that he was really heartbroken.

She thought of the affectionate yet resentful expression on Xu Zehao's face when he asked her if she had feelings for him that day, and suddenly found it ridiculous. How many women did this man love?

The cell phone suddenly rang. Zhou Yian saw that it was Xu Zehao calling. He didn't want to answer it, but he was afraid that he would do something bad.

"Come down." A cold and familiar voice came from the phone, the words were simple and powerful.

"I'm still working. It's not good to always take leave."

"If you still want to continue your shift, come down." The tone was domineering and obviously filled with anger.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll go down now." Zhou Yian had no choice but to compromise.

"Ask for leave? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Chen Hao looked at Zhou Yian curiously.

"Yes, there is something that needs to be dealt with." Zhou Yian found it a little difficult to speak.

Chen Hao was easy to talk to and didn't ask any more questions. "Okay, approved."

Zhou Yian walked downstairs and saw Xu Zehao's car parked in the same place where it had been parked before. She walked over in two steps.

As soon as Zhou Yian got into the car, Xu Zehao stepped on the accelerator without stopping for a moment.

Zhou Yian was puzzled, "Where are we going?"

"go home."

"Go home? What's wrong?"

Xu Zehao was silent, his handsome face was as cold as ice, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

In the past six months that she had been with him, Zhou Yian had never seen Xu Zehao like this. In front of her, he always knew when to act and when to retreat, and although he was calm and not angry, his face was completely gloomy at this moment, and she was a little scared of him.

"Xu Zehao you..."

"Shut up." Xu Zehao interrupted Zhou Yian with a cold tone.

Zhou Yian felt timid and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He felt uneasy and didn't know what he was trying to do.

As soon as the car stopped, Xu Zehao got out with a sullen face. He walked around the front of the car and opened the passenger door. Zhou Yian was just lowering her head to unbuckle her seat belt when she suddenly felt someone grabbing her arm. She looked up and met Xu Zehao's gaze.

"What's wrong with you, Xu Zehao?" Zhou Yian struggled, trying to break free from his restraints, but the strength disparity between men and women was too great, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free of his hands.

"It's been a long time since we last slept." His eyes were scorching, like a hungry wolf seeing food.

Zhou Yian was stunned, "What did you say?"

Xu Zehao grabbed her collar and pulled her towards him violently and rudely. His gloomy handsome face magnified in front of Zhou Yian, looking even more terrifying.

Xu Zehao sneered and opened his thin lips slightly. His tone was sexy and clear. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I said, how long has it been since I last slept with you?"

Zhou Yian was stunned and pushed him away, shouting in a trembling voice: "Xu Zehao, are you crazy?"