His little rose is sweet and wild

Chapter 135 Discussion
Watching the black Rolls-Royce disappear from sight, Zhang Ying hugged her bag and computer, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After a day off, it turned out to be another day she was forced to open.

But Zhuang Jing is really strange, it seems that people can't figure it out, but he seems to be really good.

After all, I invited myself to dinner tonight.

Then even it out.

Thinking about it, Zhang Ying pressed her fingerprint, unlocked the door, opened it and went in.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Shen Nian and Sheng Huang had already gone back to their room to sleep, only Aunt Lan was still waiting for her in the living room, seeing her back, Aunt Lan quickly took the things in her hand.

"Sister Lan, you haven't slept yet." Zhang Ying said as she changed her shoes.

After putting the things in place, Aunt Lan came to her side, looking a little unhappy, as if she was nervous.

Zhang Ying found out, and asked, "Sister Lan, what's the matter, is something wrong?"

Looking at her, Aunt Lan finally opened her mouth, "The old man found out that you divorced Mr. Shen, and said that he would come back tomorrow to question Mr. Shen. He seemed very angry."

Hearing this, Zhang Ying didn't look too surprised. After all, things in the company can't be hidden from the old man. Her property must be recorded in the record when it is taken out of the company.

Someone must have noticed something wrong and complained to the old man.

Aunt Lan continued, "Based on the old man's temper, I'm afraid he won't let it go this time, and he's going to be furious again."

Why doesn't Zhang Ying know.

It's ridiculous to say that in all these years of marriage between her and Shen Ming, it turned out that the old man was desperately trying to contact her.

But so what.

Not to love is not to love.

She said lightly, "The old man will know sooner or later. It's good if you know, come back and make a fuss. From now on, bridges are bridges, roads are roads, and we will each go our own way."

"That being said, the old man has a heart condition." Aunt Lan sighed, "He can't bear it."

Zhang Ying understood what she meant, "I see, Sister Lan, don't worry, the old man has been good to me for so many years, I know what to do."

"I have nothing to do with Shen Ming anymore, but I will always regard the old man as my biological father."

"That's good." Aunt Lan was relieved.

"It's getting late, I'm going back to my room, you should wash up and go to bed earlier."

"it is good."

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Back in the room, Zhang Ying was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind was full of images of having dinner with Zhuang Jing at night.

There are also scenes of getting along with Mr. Shen Ming in the past.

She rubbed her head irritably.

I didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning.

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It was almost five in the morning when Zhang Ying fell asleep.

She was going to work today, and the alarm clock woke her up at eight o'clock. After only sleeping for three hours, she was completely out of shape.

But still gritted his teeth and got up and went to work.

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There is only one and a half weeks left before the exam at the end of the month, looking at the calendar on the desk, Shen Nian felt as if his whole body had been pumped out.

Not only did she feel that she was screwed, but recently, everyone in the class, including the teacher, and Shen Nian's former group of younger brothers felt that she was screwed.

Looking at the back of Shen Nian studying hard, the girls in the class couldn't help but gather around and discuss.

One of them is Gao Xiner.

Female 1: "Look, Shen Nian is studying again, this is simply a spectacle!"

Female 2: "Isn't that right? I've been in her class since the first day of junior high school. I've never seen her study. Could it be that I really made up my mind this time?"

Female 3, "Perhaps the English teacher's [-] points stimulated her, so she had no choice but to study, but she is like this, will she really pass the exam this time?"

(End of this chapter)