her lower lip, looking aggrieved. "I just want to stay by your side," she said softly. "I don't even need a title.""Well, well, are you sure you won't deliberately expose yourself in front of my fian...Jiang Mingzhu arched an eyebrow, didn't take the keychain, and asked him with a smile, "A mess of a car"
Zhou Li remained silent.
Jiang Mingzhu propped her hands on the desk, leaning down towards him, tilting her head. "So, this is the birthday present my brother got me"
“It was all in my imagination.”
Ginger Mingzhu: “Oh, so my brother doesn't like me driving someone else's car. Is he jealous”
No matter which one, it all sounds like they really care about her. A smug smile spread across Jiang Mingzhu's face, like a child who had just succeeded in a prank.
Jiang Mingzhu: "You're giving me a car today, next time will it be a villa I understand, you want everything I have to be given by you, right"
After she finished speaking, she smiled and sighed, "Brother is so domineering, I love it."
Zhou Li's brows furrowed at her cloying words, "Take the key and get out."
Jiang Mingzhu obediently picked up the key. Before leaving, she asked, "Can you accompany me to my birthday celebration"
Zhou Li didn't answer, and Jiang Mingzhu didn't expect him to answer. After asking the question, she left.
During lunch break, Liang Cong came to find Jiang Mingzhu and took her to the basement. They found the Cayenne there, and it had already been registered with license plates.
The tea-colored Cayenne is also quite pretty.
Liang Cong: "The car's interior decoration has already been arranged. Here's my business card. Ginger, whenever you have time, just go over there and tell them my name, they will know."
Ginger Mingzhu took the business card and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Assistant Liang."
Cayenne is much more spacious than the Panamera, and Zhou seems to favor SUV models.
Jiang Mingzhu remembered the scene of being pressed against the car by him last time, she couldn't help but wonder, was Zhou Li's love for off-roading because it was convenient for car sex
Ginger Mingzhu put Liang Chong's business card aside and, remembering Liang Chong's behavior, couldn't help but smile.
This assistant, Liang Chong, is busy with work and also keeping Zhou Li's harem in order. He's just like the Chief Eunuch of the Imperial Palace!
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Ginger Mingzhu's birthday is on August 19th, and this day is Wednesday.
As soon as she woke up, Fang Qinyang cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for her and insisted that she finish it.
Ginger Mingzhu: "What are you doing It's not really my birthday."
"Even if it's not your real birthday, you still have to eat! You need the sense of ceremony. Come try it, I made it myself."
Ginger Mingzhu still gave Fang Qin Yang some face and sat down to start eating noodles.
Picking up her phone, she gradually received several WeChat blessings. There were classmates from her university who got along well with her, as well as Zheng Linxu and San San.
San San received a long voice message from Zheng Linxu on WeChat. It was a short story she wrote herself, using all the blessing words she could think of.
Ginger Mingzhu and Fang QinYang were both amused.
Fang Qin Yang: "I ordered a cake, come back home early after work."
Jiang Mingzhu: "..."
Before Fang Qin Yang could reply, Ginger Mingzhu's phone rang. This time, it was He Chu Yan calling.
Ginger Mingzhu: "Mom."
He Chuyan: "Happy birthday, have you eaten long noodles"
Ginger Mingzhu: "Eating."
He Chuyan: "How is life in Beicheng lately Have you met with Mr. Zheng"
Ginger Mingzhu and He Chuyan chatted for a few minutes. He Chuyan said that she had sent her a birthday present and asked her to pay attention to receiving it recently.
He Chuyan was busy with work and hung up after the chat.
The people around her seemed to place great importance on her birthday, as if they were afraid she might remember past unpleasantries.
Before going to work, Fang Qinyang reminded her again, "Come back early tonight."
Ginger Mingzhu: "Understood."
Fang Qinyang watched Jiang Mingzhu drive away, and let out a long sigh.
This year for her birthday, she seems to be doing much better emotionally than the year the incident happened.
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Jiang Mingzhu's steady emotions vanished the moment she bumped into Zhan Yubai in the company's basement.
Jiang Mingzhu got out of the car with her bag and closed the door. Just then, on the opposite side, Zhan Yubai also got out of his car.
Jan's driving a brand new 911, red one. You don't have to think too hard to know who got it for her.
She was dressed in an expensive suit, wearing high heels. Her entire being was wrapped in brand-name packaging, exuding luxury.
Even though she is now "fallen from grace," she still lives a life that most ordinary people could only dream of.
On such a special day, seeing the glorious Jan Yu-bai, the hatred in Ginger Mingzhu's heart was like a flood breaking its banks. She clenched her palm desperately, only managing to hold back the urge to tear that face to shreds.
"Good morning, Ginger," Zhan Yubai greeted Jiang Mingzhu as usual, with his customary warmth.
Her gaze swept past the car behind Ginger Mingzhu, "Is that a new car It looks pretty good."
Ginger Mingzhu: "Thank you."
At the same time, Ginger Mingzhu's phone rang. She instinctively picked up her phone.
Zhan Yu Bai's gaze swept across Jiang Ming Zhu's phone, landing on the name "Zhan Yan Qing" displayed on the screen.
Her eyes changed, and she smiled and said, "Mingzhu, you're busy first. I'll go buy breakfast for Zhou Li."
Jiang Mingzhu couldn't wait for her to leave. She found a secluded corner and answered Jian Yanqing's call.
The phone rang and then I heard Jen Yen-ching say, "Happy birthday."
Jiang Mingzhu didn't expect him to remember this. To be honest, she was a little touched.
Although today isn't her real birthday.
"Thank you." Jiang Mingzhu inquired about Zhan Yanqing's work, "How are things going for you recently"
Jian Yanqing briefly told Jiang Mingzhu about the situation, "I sent you a gift, remember to check it."
Ginger Mingzhu: "Okay, thank you."
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Zhou Li was a little surprised to see Zhan Yu Bai bringing breakfast to the office. "How did you come"
Jean spoke softly, putting the bag down: "There's nothing going on at the company. Come over and keep me company."
Zhou Li: "You don't have any projects left in your hands"
Jane spoke with a wry smile, "Yeah, they're just some unimportant administrative documents. Reading them would only affect my mood, so I'm not going. It's better to avoid adding to my own troubles."
Zhouli: "Can one person, Jian Yanqing, hold the fort alone"
Jan Yu Bai: "It should be possible, Yan Qing has progressed faster than I expected. Maybe the Pearl incident motivated him"
When Zhou Li heard the name Jiang Mingzhu, his eyes narrowed.
Zhan Yu Bai seemed not to notice, and continued talking to herself, "Zhou Li, I feel like Ming Zhu's family background should be quite good. Do you think there might be some errors in the information you researched"
What error
Jean spoke, "I saw Mingzhu using her card at a counter before, she was quite generous. Just now I saw her in the parking garage buying a new car, a Cayenne. Based on her salary level, she shouldn't be able to afford it."
Zhouli: "She can't afford it, Zheng Lin Xiu can."
Jane paused, a hint of surprise in her expression. "You mean... all these... were given to her by Zheng Linxu"
According to the Zhouli, Zhou Ming and Yan Xi met Zheng Lin who took her to a 4S store.
"Jane said: 'Why did Zheng Linshu spend so much money on her Could it be that they're really more than just friends'"
I cannot say whether the Zhou Rituals are valid or not.
Jane's face turned even worse. "If she and Zheng Linshu had a complicated relationship, why would she still flirt with Yanqing Yanqing has always been infatuated with her and was just calling her."
Zhou Li's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Just now" of the orphanage who took care of me gave this to me. She passed away the following year,” said Jiang Mingzhu’s voice trembling. “This is the only thing she left me.”As the last word fell, the pressu...