Chapter 5 Nacht "Scorpio men are not worth talking to even if they are dogs!"...

Quezhan was driving a Chiron Super Sport with a modified exterior today. It was flaming red in color, and its sharp body shuttled through the heavy rain at night like a speeding arrow.

"It was sunny the day before yesterday and yesterday, why are you thinking of booking a restaurant today when it's raining?"

Quezhan was sitting in the passenger seat while Meng Xie was driving.

Meng Xie said that he came with a friend. After booking the restaurant, his friend received an urgent call, so he borrowed his car and left first. He happened to meet her, so they went back together.

"It was only after I finished placing the order that I realized it was raining."

The rain curtain was getting heavier and heavier, and her vision was blurred intentionally or unintentionally by the windshield wipers. Meng Xie slowed down the car and asked how her meeting with Xie Xianshen went today: "When we were at the main entrance, it seemed that your conversation was not going very smoothly?"

Quezhan shook his head.

"Smoothly?"

Quezhan thought of the slap she gave to Xie Xianshen when they first met. It seemed that neither nodding nor shaking her head was right. After thinking it over again and again, she nodded and said "hmm". She didn't want to repeat this misunderstanding of someone else to her friends again.

"According to that, you should be close to getting your marriage certificate." Meng Xie glanced at Que Zhan and then looked away for just a second.

Everything is going smoothly. The next step is for the parents of both parties to meet. Judging from Que Zan's attitude, the marriage between the Xie and Que families is probably a foregone conclusion.

In this situation, he didn't want to say too much from his position as a friend.

Probably since they became friends, he respected every choice she made.

"It's just an extra notebook for decoration."

With her eyes lowered, Que Zhan fumbled in her bag with ease, picked out the patterned square box with her slender fingers, and smoked a cigarette. "I know very well what this marriage will bring me. It is precisely because I know it that I chose it."

Just as she bit the cigarette in her mouth, Meng Xie crossed his arm and ruthlessly confiscated it. "Smoke less, it's bad for your health."

"This is not the first day you've known me." Before he hid the cigarette on the center console, she anticipated and snatched it away, her beautiful eyes curved: "Don't worry, I'm not addicted. I smoke once in a while."

It was precisely because of this that the few bruises and scratches on the man's forearm drew her attention away. "What happened? Are those two little brats again?"

"Tag and Nacht had a fight because of a small dispute. It's okay, the wound is not deep."

Yesterday, Meng Xie came to deliver the newly bought cat food to the two cats. Since raising them for a month, the two little guys have been used to eating that brand of cat food, so he brought some. As a result, Que Zhan just turned around and entered the kitchen, and the little guys didn't know why they both disliked each other and threw meow punches at each other one after another.

He tried to stop the fight, but was accidentally injured by the two little devils.

"Have you been vaccinated?"

"No."

Que Zan didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't get vaccinated after being scratched. Did he want to give the wound a home?

"Go straight ahead and go to the hospital." She put away the cigarette and didn't give him any room for negotiation.

"You're so nervous and concerned about me?"

"Are you not happy that I'm being nice to you?" Meng Xie often told her jokes like this. Looking straight ahead, Que Zhan's tone slowed down: "During the month I was abroad, the three little ones must have caused you a lot of trouble. Take this as an apology."

Meng Xie smiled: "Didn't you say you'd treat you to a meal?"

"One thing is one thing. As a mother, I certainly can't sit idly by and watch when my son gets into trouble."

Meng Xie lowered his eyelashes, and the emotions in his eyes were hidden until they disappeared.

She cared about him with the kind of care between friends, which did not go beyond any relationship. At the same time, she also made a clear distinction.

It was like there was an invisible boundary around her.

Even though they have known each other for more than ten years, this boundary still exists.

"I remember you are very afraid of pain. Do you need me to stand next to you when you get the injection?" We have been friends for more than ten years, but he mercilessly exposed each other's shortcomings in a joking tone and smiled after saying it.

"Who told you I'm afraid of pain?"

Meng Xie refused to admit it, but it seemed that because of her words, the feeling of loss in his heart was suddenly swallowed up by the wind.

Soon, the two arrived at the hospital for consultation.

A shot of vaccine won't take too much time.

After the doctor prepared the medicine, she was pushing the syringe reagent to check the milliliter volume. At this time, she received a video call from Xunang.

"Angang called me, I went out to answer it," she said.

"Okay."

With a click, the door closed.

The doctor looked up towards the door, then at Meng Xie. Although the dark blue medical mask covered most of her face, her eyes conveyed what she wanted to say.

"Girlfriend." The doctor said with a smile.

Just a few words dealt a heavy blow to Meng Xie's heart.

The sharp needle pierced into the skin, and the initial slight pain suddenly intensified. The blood was stirred by the injected medicine, and his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper.

She was right, it did hurt.

"No." He pulled out the needle and pressed the injection port.

In response to this denial, the doctor said nothing. His gossiping mind stopped there, and he did not make up any self-righteous personal opinions or preach some great principles.

Bystanders are often smart people.

-Shortly

after leaving the restaurant, the Maybach Landaulet turned into a top private hospital in Beijing.

A friend of my father Xie Songzhi's in the political arena fell ill and was hospitalized, but unfortunately he was out of the country to handle some business. At his father's request, he came to visit this friend on his father's behalf.

What the elders discuss is nothing else but marriage or work.

When asked about Xie Xianshen's love life and when he planned to get married, before the person being asked could answer, Zuo Qian, who was standing next to him, shuddered in silence.

This is what the pressure from elders to get married feels like.

"I have plans." He nodded and replied politely to his elder.

The elder wanted to ask something more, but just as he was about to open his mouth, the doctor and the nurse came in to check the patient's condition and change the dressings. Xie Xianshen took the opportunity to leave, not wanting to bother him any further.

After leaving the ward, Zuo Qian received a message from the driver, saying that the driver was not feeling well due to health reasons and asked him to take over the shift.

"Mr. Xie, please wait a moment. I'll go down and drive the car over."

In the corridor, pedestrians were walking one after another. Just as they reached the corner, a very familiar voice passed by.

"Thank you, nice to meet you again."

The atmosphere at this corner was deserted. It was a dead end and there were only them.

The world outside the window was filled with thunder and lightning, strong winds and heavy rain, and it seemed completely different from that time.

Hearing the sound, Xie Xianshen turned sideways.

Seeing Meng Xie here, his expression remained calm. In the restaurant, and in this situation, he was not surprised by his sudden appearance.

"What a coincidence."

This polite remark was the first encounter between them as "old friends" today.

Meng Xie approached, his suit jacket draped loosely over his arm. He hadn't formally greeted her in the restaurant, so it wasn't too late to say hello now: "I heard that you just returned to China recently. When are you free? Let's catch up."

Two men who are very influential in the business world, sometimes, what they say is more than just words, with layers of meaning inside and outside.

How could he not understand what Meng Xie meant?

To him, or more precisely, to them, their friendship was not yet at the point of reminiscing about the past. Reminiscing about the past was just a pretense.

"I won't keep Mr. Meng waiting too long." Xie Xianshen said calmly: "On the wedding day, I'll let my assistant inform you of the specific date."

"..."

Meng Xie stopped talking for a moment and laughed: "As a friend, Zhanzhan told me that the reason why she chose you is very simple. Before marriage, you were strangers to each other, and after marriage, the same is true."

They were strangers, so there was no need for him to remind them.

"This is a matter between her and me, no outsiders need to worry about it."

Xie Xianshen closed his eyes slightly. He didn't have the time to talk to him about these trivial matters. Businessmen are best at finding the weaknesses of others. "Before you care about other people's affairs, you might as well take care of your own affairs first."

"Winni, you should still remember us. Maybe it won't be long before you meet again."

He was very familiar with the name he mentioned.

When Meng Xie came to his senses, Xie Xianshen had already left in the VIP elevator. The man had just left when Quezhan walked towards him from the corner.

"Meng Xie, why are you here?" The other party seemed not to hear her. She moved away and said, "I just finished a call and came back to the department to look for you. The doctor said you had left."

Que Jing, he didn't answer her question.

"Meng Xie?"

Still no response, Quezhan simply walked up to him, stood still, tilted her head, and looked into his eyes with confusion and puzzlement: "Meng Xie?"

"Huh?" His thoughts finally came back to him, and he heard her speak, "Zhanzhan."

"What are you thinking about that makes you so obsessed?"

"Nothing." Meng Xie simply said, "I just came out to look for you, but I couldn't find you."

Quezhan said "oh."

At that time, she was standing with her back to the window, which was moved back a few inches, allowing strands of wind and rain to fall in and drip onto her hands.

A little cool.

Outside the window, wind and rain hit the world at the same time, and the pedestrians coming in and out of the floors were hurried and confused.

Until the car with the Beijing A license plate number drove past steadily, splitting the world into two extreme sides.

He is a superior person and also has unattainable capital.

She smiled calmly without any emotion.

She will use his power well.

...

After returning home, Quezhan realized what Xie Xianshen meant by "Have you forgotten anything?"

Holding the diamond brooch in her hand, she examined it from left to right.

She had intended to return the items to the original owner during dinner today, but she forgot. What he said was an indirect reminder to her.

Maybe she took out the diamond brooch when she took her cell phone out of her bag.

Since you have seen it, just say it directly. There is no need to beat around the bush and talk about irrelevant things and let her guess.

But the lamp is silent.

He placed the brooch aside, then raised his arm, took out his mobile phone, and lay on his back on the bed to read WeChat messages.

Nacht lay beside her and acted as her little soft pillow.

The first reply to the message is pinned to the top, it’s a voice message.

Anang: "Baby, I'm very grateful that you stood up for me when my boyfriend cheated on me, but..."

Perhaps because she couldn't hold back her emotions, she paused, and the next voice message came a few seconds later.

An'ang: "But you hit the wrong person - there should be no one else except you who would give your fiancé a slap in the face as a greeting gift right after meeting him."

At the end of the voice message, Xun'ang laughed unbridled, but Xun'ang called back directly for a video call.

Both parties are connected.

"He's not a fiancé, but a marriage partner." Quezhan corrected her.

"Miss, you already laughed once when we were in the hospital."

Considering that loud noises were not allowed in the hospital, she went to the empty stairwell, but she couldn't suppress Xun Ang's laughter. She pretended to be angry and tried to reason with her, "Who am I doing this for?"

"I know you love me the most." Xun Ang was spoiled and arrogant, and completely forgot about her boyfriend's cheating. There was no need to cry for a man.

"But..."

"What's wrong?"

Xun Ang talked about the turning point of the matter, "Are you sure he didn't pursue it anymore after you apologized?"

At least in the restaurant, she didn't see Xie Xianshen deliberately embarrassed her on this point, although she was also a little unsure, "I think so, except for the negative sentence at the end."

"I don't think so." Sherlock Holmes came online, and Xun Ang analyzed reasonably: "Who would accept a slap in the face for no reason? Wouldn't he have to offer some conditions in exchange?"

She had thought about it.

Quezhan turned sideways and glanced at the papers on the low cabinet beside the bed. Several pages were stacked in disorder. The content of the first page was Xie Xianshen's personal information.

His birthday is November 7th.

"You said before, which zodiac sign holds grudges the most?"

"Scorpio."

Quezhan's expression showed a hint of pause, and he took it all in, with surprise flashing in his eyes, "No way. Honey, you should know that there is a saying in the zodiac circle-"

"Scorpio men are not worth talking to dogs!"

Paranoid, black-bellied, vengeful, sharp-tongued, possessive... and so on.

Xunang explained to her the most prominent characteristics of Scorpio, but she almost felt dizzy and wanted to be alone for a while.

After hanging up the video call, she switched to the contact main interface and found the chat box with Xie Xianshen.

Up to now, there are two levels of relationship between them - a marriage relationship headed by profit, and a working cooperation relationship. For the benefit of Rokori, the erroneous business contract had to be discussed face to face with the investor himself.

The camera focused on the diamond brooch and took a picture.

Quezhan originally wanted to send it to Xie Xianshen and tell him that his things were in his hands. But when his fingertips were about to touch the screen, he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary. When he exited the editing process, he accidentally clicked on the video call.

! ! !

My heartbeat suddenly rose and then dropped. How did I click on this? !

Beyond instinct, she almost subconsciously hung up the call invitation.

X：【? 】

There was no delay in the reply, not even a second of hesitation.

Freiheit: [Wrong click. 】

The other party did not reply.

But after all, since the topic has been brought up, I might as well mention the contract cooperation.

Freiheit: [Are you free tomorrow afternoon? I have something to discuss with you at work. 】

X: 【Is this your sincerity? 】

Haha, it’s funny.

She didn't believe in zodiac signs at first, but now she feels that Xie Xianshen's Scorpio attribute is very obvious.

The rebellious gene came up and he almost couldn't hold it back. But he thought about it carefully for other reasons. After all, he had to consider the overall situation. The several tens of percent of profits that Rokori "gave up" was still in the hands of the other party.

Freiheit: [Mr. Xie, can you give me a time? 】

Xie Xianshen replied that it would be at three o'clock in the afternoon, in the conference room on the seventeenth floor of RC.

The next afternoon, Que Zhan changed her car to an all-silver Aston Martin and drove to her destination. From the moment she entered the company gate to the lobby, any employee would turn their heads when they saw her.

The female employee standing next to her and guiding her was also a little nervous.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened and we arrived at the 17th floor. The female employee handed over the task of guiding the way to Zuo Qian who was waiting there.

"Yes, Miss." Zuo Qian bowed and observed courtesy.

When she walked out of the elevator, the other person stood in front of her and continued to lead the way, obviously not recognizing her. Quezhan saw his full appearance and reminded him, "Wait, we seem to have met somewhere before?"

When the two looked at each other, she became more certain that the person in front of her was indeed the one who helped her out on the streets of New York that day.

Not long after that, Zuo Qian also remembered what happened that day.

He got out of the car to help because of his boss's order. Although he was in the car at the time and was even sitting in the passenger seat with a wider view, he did not notice the dispute happening not far from the car.

"I remember now, you are Miss Que."

"Thank you so much for that day. But I don't know, you are...?" Quezhan only knew that he was a guide and was not clear about his identity.

"I'm Mr. Xie's assistant, Zuo Qian."

It was as if something suddenly stabbed her heart.

Que Dan nodded, silently sorting out what happened on the streets of New York that day. Was it Xie Xian Shen? Has he seen her since that day?

But why, when they met in the restaurant, he said - it's the first time we meet.

Zuo Qian pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in.

The minute hand and second hand of the watch coincided at exactly three o'clock.

Not a single point off.

At the main seat at the conference table, Xie Xianshen closed the document he was reading and raised his hand. Zuo Qian beside him quickly took it with both hands and left the room behind closed doors.

The remaining two people looked at each other in silence.

As they looked at each other, it seemed as if an undercurrent as strong as a glacier suddenly emerged in the surrounding area, invisible but turbulent.

"Sit down." The man indicated the seat.

Quezhan pulled out a chair and sat in the first seat on the left side of the table, which was neither too close nor too far away, making it convenient to discuss the specific matters of the contract.

"I'm sorry to take up Mr. Xie's time."

It was a polite remark that anyone could hear, but they had to say it to maintain the appearance.

"Let's get straight to the point." Quezhan didn't want to talk about other trivial and useless things. She took out the contract document from the file bag and stated clearly: "I came here this time to discuss with Mr. Xie about the cooperation on Rokori's new series of products..."

Before she introduced her work identity, Xie Xianshen introduced it himself: "Are you nostalgic?"

Another unclear question.

Quezhan's pupils twitched slightly, he didn't understand what the words implied, his smile was as calm as water: "Mr. Xie, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Don't keep going around in circles, be careful not to get yourself involved."

The words were harsh, but the person concerned was unmoved.

Xie Xian lowered his brows.

When Cong Quezhan entered the conference room, he found that she was different today than she was yesterday, not just in her clothes.

But there is something that is really an eyesore.

She raised her knees and crossed her legs, and the movement lifted her black skirt a few centimeters, exposing her slender, bony ankles to the air.

Her skin was too fair, and even after a night, the blush was like blood dripping into the sea of ​​snow, very eye-catching, as well as the Band-Aid on her ankle.

It was the one Meng Xie helped her put up yesterday.

Xie Xianshen leaned over and turned his wrist to hold the paper with his slender fingers, and handed it in the opposite direction, saying coldly: "Old things are not worth cherishing, just throw them away."

"Don't be reluctant."