Hong Kong is in full swing

Chapter 158 You Can't Touch Her

After a while, footsteps were heard from the stairs on the second floor, and then a lady was seen walking down slowly with lazy steps. It was the person he wanted to meet - Zhong Xinyuan.

Although she had just woken up, she was still beautiful.

As soon as he saw her appear, Qiao Heng stood up and greeted her reflexively: "Hello, Miss Zhong!"

Zhong Xinyuan raised her eyelids slightly and quickly glanced at the man standing in front of her. Her attitude seemed extremely cold: "Don't be so reserved. Sit down."

Faced with this obviously distant attitude, Qiao Heng repeatedly replied "Okay, okay" before carefully sitting back down on the soft and comfortable sofa.

After both parties calmed down, he asked with a little embarrassment and confusion, "Ms. Zhong, why did you summon me here so late at night..."

"Coffee, miss."

Casey interrupted Qiao Heng and stopped talking awkwardly.

At this moment, an unnatural look flashed across his face, as if he was a little overwhelmed by the sudden interruption.

Zhong Xinyuan said lazily, "Just leave it there."

Then she crossed her legs elegantly and sat in a more formal position.

One of her hands was casually placed on the armrest of the sofa, and this small action made her look very tough and inviolable.

"I'm looking for you this time because I want to inquire about something. I hope you can tell me the truth."

"You say you say."

Qiao Heng quickly responded, his tone revealing respect and caution.

Zhong Xinyuan picked up the coffee cup and stirred it gently. The room was gradually filled with a rich and intoxicating coffee aroma.

This fragrance seems to have magical power, which can make people relax instantly and immerse themselves in tranquility.

"I recently heard that your Qiao family is planning to let Yu Wan marry Wei Rongsong."

"As a good friend of Wei Rongsong, I'd like to know the character of the woman in this marriage. I hope you can introduce her to me."

As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on Qiao Heng's face, obviously observing every change in his expression, looking for clues.

Qiao Heng didn't know where Zhong Xinyuan got the news that they wanted Yu Wan and Wei Rongsong to get married, and he was very confused about her real intention in suddenly bringing up this matter.

But on the surface he remained polite and responded, "My sister has been working at Wei Shao's gallery for almost a year. Does Miss Zhong know about this?"

"Ah."

Zhong Xinyuan answered briefly with one word and didn't say much more.

He continued to ask tentatively: "What is Miss Zhong's impression of my sister?"

This sentence seemed more like he was trying to understand Zhong Xinyuan's attitude towards her family's arrangements and the motives behind it.

Zhong Xinyuan heard this and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She looked up at the other person and said, "I'm asking you, and you're asking me?"

Her voice was soft but contained a hint of challenge.

Her appearance may not be the type that can leave a deep impression at first glance, but she exudes a powerful aura that is difficult to ignore.

If we have to describe the specific manifestation of this unique charm, it would be: extensive knowledge, strong financial resources, and an unquestionable sense of authority.

In fact, in the entire Hong Kong City, no one did not know or at least heard of Zhong Xinyu's name - after all, she was the daughter of one of the most prominent families here. She grew up surrounded by the best material conditions and her wealth far exceeded what most people, even very successful business people like Qiao Heng, could imagine.

The Qiao family has an instinctive fear of power and money. Facing Zhong Xinyuan's aggressive gaze, beads of sweat covered Qiao Heng's forehead. Each glistening bead of sweat seemed to tell of his nervousness and uneasiness. He quickly lowered his head and said ingratiatingly, "No, no, Miss Zhong misunderstood. I really didn't mean anything else. I was just thinking about how to say it most appropriately."

"Just tell the truth."

Qiao Heng sat back on the sofa, trying hard to guess what Zhong Xinyuan was thinking.

Suddenly, he remembered her attitude towards Yu Wan in the hospital that day.

"You really are not a good person." He said silently in his heart, rubbing his hands, carefully observing Zhong Xinyuan's expression, and gradually formed his own ideas.

"What about my fourth sister..."

Qiao Heng paused, choosing his words carefully. "She's always had her own opinions and is quite ambitious. No matter what she wants, no matter the cost, she'll fight for it..."

Zhong Xinyuan's eyes became increasingly indifferent. She slowly raised the cup and quietly sipped the tea in it.

Two hours later, Zhong Xinyuan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, watching Qiao Heng's car drive farther and farther away until it disappeared around the corner.

A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

Chu Rong stood beside her and said in surprise, "I never thought that Miss Yu's mother had such an experience."

"A child born out of illicit means."

Zhong Xinyuan sneered, her tone filled with disdain, "No wonder I always felt something was wrong, it turns out the root of it was crooked."

Although she said it in a high-sounding manner, in fact, she did not have any inappropriate thoughts about Wei Rongsong.

In fact, a long time ago, she had secretly dreamed of marrying into the Wei family and becoming successful.

It's so dirty.

She thought with disdain in her heart.

"I will never let her succeed."

Zhong Xinyuan said coldly, her eyes firm and resolute.

Chu Rong advised, "Don't be too impulsive. If you go too far, Rong Song will definitely be angry."

His tone was full of worry, trying to calm Zhong Xinyuan down.

When mentioning Wei Rongsong, Zhong Xinyuan immediately thought of the name he called out when he was unconscious.

The name seemed to pierce her heart, making it difficult for her to let go.

Gritting her teeth, Zhong Xinyuan said bitterly, "I wonder what shameful tricks this witch used to seduce Wei Rongsong!"

Her voice was filled with jealousy and resentment.

Chu Rong glanced at her and said, "Does it matter what method you use? The key is that Rong Song wants to protect her now, and you can't touch her."

He analyzed the current situation as calmly as possible, hoping to make Zhong Xinyuan understand the seriousness of the situation.

"If I can't move her, can't I move others?"

Zhong Xinyuan raised her voice, almost roaring, her face filled with displeasure and anger.

"A woman like this deserves a good lesson."

"What do you want to do?"

A hint of worry flashed in Chu Rong's eyes.

What to do? Of course, to deal with Yu Wan.

Zhong Xinyuan said: "You don't need to get involved in this matter, just pretend you don't know."

Her expression was firm, as if she had made up her mind.

Chu Rong sighed.

"Forget it, I've said everything I need to say. I understand how you feel right now, but you must think twice before you act and don't leave yourself with any future troubles."

"Be careful yourself."