Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Afraid that she would be in danger.

Things were developing in an uncontrollable direction.

More and more people gathered around, but no one dared to step forward to stop them.

After all, no one expected that the man who was so reserved even when he moved his lips ten minutes ago would beat people like a mad beast, and the one on the ground was even more unbearable to watch.

When Jeffery pushed through the crowd and saw this scene, his mind went blank. He felt that he could leave a resignation letter and a suicide note in the next second, and then jump from a height of 100 meters.

He didn't know whether to say that Zhuang Youkai was too cruel, or to lament that Zhuang Youliang didn't know his brother well enough.

You know, when Zhuang Youliang was spoiled and spent his time in Hong Kong Island, Zhuang Youkai learned MMA fighting skills from a Russian coach in Europe.

That was a boy's skill.

Every punch hit the flesh, but avoided the vital points, and all the bones in his body were scattered, but the diagnosis was still a minor injury.

Alas... Zhuang Youliang. Why

did you provoke him?

When the farce finally came to an end, the crowd had already dispersed like birds and beasts before Zhuang Youkai could remember their faces and names.

Even though he had just finished a fierce battle, he still looked respectable. Two buttons of his shirt collar were loosened, revealing his strong and full chest muscles. A few strands of hair were scattered on his forehead. Except for beads of sweat, there was no trace of the experience of the half-dead man on the ground on his nearly perfect face. He

didn't smoke the cigarette just now, so he took another bite and Jeffery quickly handed him a light.

Zhuang Youkai squinted his eyes, exhaled a puff of smoke, and pointed his chin in the direction of Zhuang Youliang, "Take a picture for his mother." If

Chen Peishan dared to touch his people, he would reciprocate and beat her beloved son black and blue.

Jeffery took out his phone, feeling that he was too offensive, and bowed to Zhuang Youliang, "I'm sorry."

"Wait a minute."

Zhuang Youkai approached, leaned over, pinched Zhuang Youliang's chin, and showed his red and swollen eyes. He was as calm as if he was showing his work, and he had to adjust it to the most suitable angle for people to watch.

"You're crazy!" Zhuang Youliang, who was forced to cooperate with the filming, couldn't bear it anymore, "Grandpa doesn't want his reputation to be damaged the most. After doing something like this, have you ever thought about how to end it?"

The man chuckled, his amber eyes were soft and cold, just like the emotions it conveyed all year round, compassionate and mocking.

"When you did all this, didn't you think about how it would end?"

"That's because I didn't expect you to go crazy for a woman." Zhuang Youliang sneered, "I thought of you as my opponent. If I knew that one day you would be led by the nose by such a woman of unknown origin, I wouldn't have to spend so much time dealing with you."

"Being led by the nose by a woman? It's not your turn to talk to me about that." He patted Zhuang Youliang's face, and the latter grimaced in pain, "Really? Skirt hem."

Nine o'clock Eastern Time was the time for the consultation meeting between Huanye Group and Wall Street investment banks. Due to the thirteen-hour time difference in winter time, Hong Kong Island could receive the broadcast signal at ten o'clock in the evening.

From dusk to late at night, Zhao Manzhi did struggle, but this Mid-Levels Villa was too big. She almost got lost several times and was dragged back to Chen Peishan.

When she was brought back for the last time, Chen Peishan poured a glass of red wine, adjusted the conference signal and prepared to watch the show. When she saw Zhao Manzhi, she generously patted the empty seat beside her, "Come on, do you want to do a manicure? May is very skilled."

She was talking about the Filipino maid who was kneeling on the ground and painting her toes with cherry red.

Zhao Manzhi pursed her lips, but she was concerned about the content on the screen, "I don't have the authority to listen to such a high-level meeting."

"Don't worry, just take a look, just look at Akai." Chen Peishan said, "He knows where you are."

The implication is that if Zhuang Youkai cares about her, he would not be able to continue working so comfortably.

It has to be said that Chen Peishan's mind is very deep, and the obvious conspiracy is irresistible.

After all, no matter when, human nature is the most interesting test subject, just like opening Pandora's box, no one can resist peeking inside.

Of course, she believes that Zhuang Youkai loves her, but what if this relationship is compared with other important things in his life? Does she still have confidence that Zhuang Youkai will put her first?

Selfishly, she certainly hoped to be firmly chosen.

But reason told her that even she could not guarantee that Zhuang Youkai would surpass her career and family and become her first choice at any time.

Two complicated emotions rose and fell in Zhao Manzhi's heart.

She was afraid that he would appear, and she was even more afraid that he would not appear.

If he really missed this time node that was regarded as the successor for her, and burned all these years of hard work, she would not know how to face Zhuang Youkai.

She had no way to repay such a heavy love.

If Zhuang Youkai was unmoved...

The video began to have a signal, and it was a blond and blue-eyed executive testing the camera.

She had to withdraw her thoughts and look at it intently.

People began to enter one after another.

Regardless of skin color, race, and gender, they were undoubtedly the elites in this industry, and they were hired to vote for Huanye's investment decisions.

Zhao Manzhi felt familiar with several of the faces, and she must have seen them at some time before, either in the news or in textbooks.

If he was absent from a meeting of this magnitude, the consequences would be disastrous.

His fingers curled unconsciously.

"Are you nervous?" Chen Peishan was observant, and she saw every little movement.

Zhao Manzhi did not deny it.

The woman's charming eyes were slightly raised, but her gaze was deep, "To seek the skin of a tiger, the most important thing is to be sober. The sooner you recognize it, the sooner you withdraw, and the less suffering you will suffer."

"Are you saying this to me?"

"Yes, and no." Chen Peishan took a sip of wine and looked back at the screen. Everyone was sitting down, but the chairman's seat was still vacant.

Zhuang Youkai hadn't appeared yet.

"I believe that with the relationship between Mr. Zhuang and you, trapping me here today is not as simple as sowing discord."

Chen Peishan's excessive concern exposed her purpose. For her, only if Zhuang Youkai gave up today's meeting would she win this game.

Zhao Manzhi was just a chess piece to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

No matter how much she pretended to empathize, it was impossible for her to go to great lengths for an invisible and intangible relationship, let alone Zhuang Youkai's relationship.

She wished that Zhuang Youkai would make a big fuss.

"I believe in Ah Kai, and in our relationship. You've treated me well, which means you still have some concerns, so you don't dare to do anything to me."

After all, if Zhuang Youkai cared, touching Zhao Manzhi would be asking for trouble; if he didn't care, to put it bluntly, even if she died halfway up the mountain, he might not even look at her.

So Chen Peishan just wanted to use her to test it, and didn't really want to do anything.

Chen Peishan's expression gradually turned cold, "Really? Miss Zhao is overthinking."

She smiled, "Whether it is true or not, only you know."

Watching the conference broadcast again, someone had already taken a seat in the chairman's seat. He was dressed in a suit and tie, with a dignified posture and his hair combed back meticulously.

The only strange thing was that his dark gray tie was slightly mottled, and Zhao Manzhi remembered that his tie had no pattern.

Zhuang Youkai opened the meeting, speaking at a leisurely pace, with a low and mellow voice, and the magnetism could be felt through the electric current, as if this farce had never happened.

Zhao Manzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and after a moment, a trace of bitterness rose in her heart.

What is there to be sad about? Even if she was allowed to choose, she would only consider herself first.

People are selfish.

"Madam, Miss Peiying is here." The housekeeper appeared in the hallway, "And..."

She glanced at Zhao Manzhi, and came forward to report close to Chen Peishan's ear.

The next second, the glass suddenly fell to the ground, and the Bordeaux red wine splashed.

The Filipino maid who was kneeling to serve was so shocked that her hands were shaking. The dark red nail polish spilled on the silk carpet, mottled like blood.

Mrs. Zhuang, who had been pretending to be a good person, finally showed her true colors in her rage. She kicked her down and smashed her head with a soft pillow. "You are as stupid as a pig. You can't even do such a small thing?"

May fell to the ground and cried for mercy. "Madam, I was wrong. Please don't fine me..."

Zhao Manzhi was stunned. She didn't know whether to leave or stay. She lowered her head quietly. What kind of news could make Chen Peishan so angry?

In the chaos, the housekeeper took Zhao Manzhi out of the door, "Miss Peiying is here to see you, please follow me."

"Then this..." She looked behind him hesitantly, "Is it okay?"

"It's common for the madam to teach the servants a lesson, and..." The woman's eyes, which were slightly cloudy due to her age, darkened and she left out the rest of the story, "Miss Zhao, if you can leave now, leave quickly."

She nodded, "Where are my things?"

"I'll prepare them for you."

After passing through several halls, they came to the place where Zhuang Peiying was waiting. This place is larger and brighter than all the side halls. There is a grand piano in the middle. Zhuang Peiying sits side by side with a little girl and patiently corrects her posture when playing the piano.

Zhao Manzhi heard Li Ke gossip about the children of the Zhuang family, and vaguely guessed that the girl was Zhuang Peiyi, the youngest daughter of Zhuang Zhaocheng.

It must be said that although the original wife and the sons of the second wife fought to the death, these brothers and sisters were very gentle to Zhuang Peiyi.

What is the fault of the child?

"Miss Peiying, the people are here." The housekeeper reminded.

There was an abrupt accent on the piano keys. Zhuang Peiying looked up and suddenly remembered her first meeting with Zhao Manzhi.

At that time, she found that Zhao Manzhi was very beautiful, like a swaying rose, which was unforgettable.

But if she could go back to that time, she would definitely find a way to cut the roots of this rose with her own hands.

After going to Deep Water Bay, Zhao Manzhi realized that Zhuang Peiying was not as kind to her as she seemed on the surface. It was probably Zhuang Youkai's arrangement that she could come here today.

At this point, she didn't know how to start the topic appropriately. Her lips opened and closed, but she didn't say anything.

It was Peiyi who broke the silence.

The little girl poked her head out from her sister's side, and after carefully identifying her, she exclaimed in surprise, "You are Teacher Fang's friend!"

Zhao Manzhi was stunned, "What Teacher Fang?"

"It's Teacher Fang! But I haven't seen her for a while. Is she okay?"

Fang...

Zhao Manzhi knew it very well. There was only one possibility, Fang Ling.

Fang Ling and Chen Peishan knew each other.

So, it was not a coincidence that Fang Ling asked her out. From the moment she entered the coffee shop, every step afterwards was in Chen Peishan's plan.

It was even possible that even the reason Fang Ling asked her out was fake, and she made up a lie to deceive her innocent heart.

Zhao Manzhi cursed herself for being soft-hearted in her heart.

"Okay, Peiyi, it's late, it's time to go to bed." Zhuang Peiying carried Peiyi to the servant's arms, approached her, and coaxed her softly, "Say goodnight to your sister."

"Goodnight, sister Ying." The little girl was reluctant to leave, "Goodnight, beautiful sister, if possible, please say hello to Teacher Fang for me."

Just after coming back to her senses from the huge surprise, Zhao Manzhi also waved, but her smile was quite stiff, "Okay, goodnight."

The children of the Zhuang family were much cuter in their childhood, and these adults... they were all very suspicious of everyone.

After seeing off Zhuang Peiying, the room returned to peace. Zhao Manzhi turned away and tried not to look at Zhuang Peiying, fearing that she would feel offended.

"Let's go." Zhuang Peiying put on a cashmere coat, and the oatmeal color made her fair face look more noble. "Although I don't want to pick you up, Akai beat Zhuang Youliang half to death for you. I have to help him clean up this mess."

"...What?" Zhao Manzhi couldn't believe her ears, and hurriedly put on her coat and followed closely. "He, he beat someone up?"

"Otherwise, how could he sit in the meeting room peacefully." Despite his unmoved attitude, if it weren't for the on-site witnesses, no one would dare to believe that he would do it.

And he was so cruel.

Zhao Manzhi was shocked, and she really didn't know what to say now. After all, ten minutes ago, she was still sad for Zhuang Youkai's "awakeness". She never thought that he had made such a detailed arrangement behind the scenes, taking into account both work and her safety...

Not to mention that she couldn't think of it, even Zhuang Peiying didn't think of it.

After all, the truth will come out. The news reached the grandfather's ears. The old man is too old to bear the stimulation. This time, it has become such a mess. It is unacceptable for Zhuang Youkai not to pay the same price. I

am afraid that kneeling in the ancestral hall is not enough punishment. Maybe he will be dismissed from his position in the group...

"Sister Ying, please help me once. I am afraid she is in danger."

"Impossible, you found the wrong person."

"Just this once." On the other end of the phone, Zhuang Youkai's voice was a little trembling. Only in front of his relatives did he show his worried side. "Don't you want to go back to the group? I will help you."

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. Zhuang Peiying knew that when her two grandsons could not handle the affairs of the group, she was the only one who could take charge.

But the old-fashioned old man was always unwilling to pass the family business to a woman. He firmly believed that the value of his daughter was only through marriage, and through the marriage relationship, he could tie higher interests.

Even if she was excellent in every business course, even if the proposal she put forward was passed unanimously, she still could not escape the fate of being marginalized and used as a tool for interest exchange.

Zhuang Peiying was really moved.

But at the same time, she had some complaints about doing this favor.

If Lin Zhuowen didn't lose face in front of Chen Peishan, and if she didn't want to alarm the two elders, how could she come to pick up Zhao Manzhi in person.

On the way back in the car, Zhuang Peiying glanced at the girl beside her, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

"This time the commotion is too big, and Ah Kai's fate will not be good."

She suddenly spoke, intentionally or unintentionally touching the most precarious part of their relationship, "After all, he said something angry at the last family dinner. After all, he is a member of the Zhuang family, and the family business is naturally of paramount importance. Since you are so important to him, you should also help when you need to persuade."

In the night, she saw Zhao Manzhi's bright eyes drooping, as if thinking about something.