She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Chapter 935

The moment I received Ono's call, I was overwhelmed with guilt.

I was so busy with my own things that I didn't even notice my cell phone when I was having dinner with Mr. Zhao. I missed so many calls and text messages from Xiaoye. I also forgot that when Xiaoye sent me to the hospital, he was waiting for me at the hospital entrance.

It was terrible. I hurriedly apologized to Xiaoye: "Xiaoye, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, I'm on my way home now."

"Who sent you back? I contacted Sister Wu, and she said you got into an unfamiliar car. I was worried something happened and almost called the police." Xiao Ye on the other end of the phone was still very nervous and worried.

Fortunately, I answered Ono's call at this moment, otherwise Ono might really call the police.

I paused and looked at Mr. Zhao who had a questioning look in his eyes. "It was a friend. I had dinner with him. Everything is fine. Don't worry, Xiaoye."

Mr. Zhao and I can be considered friends, right?

Mr. Zhao's eyes became understanding, still smiling gently, and asked me to please do as I please.

Ono seemed relieved, but still not that relieved. Before hanging up the phone, he said, "I'll wait for you at the gate of your community."

After hanging up the phone, I explained to Mr. Zhao: "It was my fiancé. I missed his call and he was a little worried."

"I heard that Mr. Yuan cares a lot about Miss Meng. It's my fault that I snatched the opportunity for Mr. Yuan and Miss Meng to have dinner together." Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

He actually knew Ono's name?

I was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that my relationship with Xiao Ye had been made public for a long time, and Mr. Zhao in Beijing and Hong Kong must have heard about it.

"No, I chose to have dinner with Mr. Zhao." I responded with a smile.

When I looked up, I met those gentle eyes, as if I had fallen into a gentle sea.

Mr. Zhao is elegant and gentle. He smiles gently, and his eyes are even gentler. However, the way he looks at me at this moment is very unusual. There is an extra layer of delicate love in the gentleness, which spreads softly on my face and body.

His eyes are so complicated, and this kind of love is also complicated, with pity and doting.

He seemed to be looking at me, but his gaze seemed to penetrate me and look at another person, because the affection in his eyes was so strong that it could not be dissolved.

Mr. Zhao and I have never met before, and tonight is the first time we sit down to have dinner together. He shouldn't have such strong feelings for me, and there is such a big age gap between us. I think his eyes are not looking at me, but at someone else.

I felt a little uncomfortable and uneasy. At this moment, Mr. Zhao retracted his gaze and returned to his usual gentleness: "Thank you, Miss Meng, for inviting me to dinner tonight. Can I make an appointment for the next dinner in advance?"

"Next time?" I was stunned. We had just finished dinner together and I hadn't even got home yet, but he asked me out for dinner next time?

Is Mr. Zhao a little anxious?

"I'm sorry, I was a little anxious." Mr. Zhao seemed to realize that something was wrong. He apologized naturally and gave an explanation naturally. "I left Beijing and Hong Kong for more than 20 years and just came back recently. Beijing and Hong Kong have changed so much that even the delicious restaurants in the past are gone. The meal I had today was the most comfortable meal I've had since I came back, so I would like to ask Miss Meng to be my guide and take me to find some delicious food."

It turned out to be this reason.

No wonder I have never met Mr. Zhao in Beijing and Hong Kong before. I have never met Mr. Zhao at the banquet arranged by my godmother.

But he also has his own shops in Beijing and Hong Kong, and judging from his demeanor, it seems that he has quite a good business.

It turned out that he had left Beijing and Hong Kong and had just returned recently.

I already owed him a favor, and even had some misunderstandings about him, and felt guilty about him. Plus, during the few hours I spent with Mr. Zhao, I felt very comfortable.

So I agreed without hesitation: "Of course, Mr. Zhao, if you have any needs, just send me a message and I will definitely make an appointment."

"Then I would like to thank Miss Meng in advance. This small gift can be regarded as my thank you gift. Please accept it, Miss Meng." Mr. Zhao took out a small box and handed it to me.

I really didn't expect that Mr. Zhao would give me a gift.

I invited him to dinner originally to repay the favor, but he also gave me a gift to express his gratitude. If this continues, I will not be able to repay the favor.

I looked at the box but didn't reach out to take it.

"It's not an expensive gift, don't mind, Miss Meng." Mr. Zhao seemed to see through my doubts and opened the small box. "I just want to make friends with Miss Meng."

He was just being polite. This small peace locket was not cheap, but it was not particularly expensive either.

It also suits our current relationship.

Besides, Mr. Zhao's tone was sincere and his reasons were reasonable. I had no reason to refuse and took it. "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

"I should thank Miss Meng. Miss Meng is the first friend I made after returning to Beijing and Hong Kong from overseas. I am very happy tonight and I thank Miss Meng for being friends with me." Mr. Zhao was still looking at me, and his eyes were in that state again, full of love and pampering.

So gentle and loving.

I coughed lightly, averted my gaze, lowered my head and put the box away, but asked curiously: "Is Mr. Zhao's family overseas? Which country? Didn't your wife and children come back with you?"

Before this, I thought Mr. Zhao was developing in other parts of the country, but it turns out he just came back from overseas.

Zhao Feihan also came from overseas, and Mr. Zhao’s surname is also Zhao. A guess immediately popped up in my mind.

Could it be such a coincidence that Mr. Zhao and Zhao Feihan have some relationship?

However, Mr. Zhao shook his head: "I am single now and I don't have a wife."

My heart slowly settled down. It seemed that Zhao Feihan was not Mr. Zhao's son, but I could not rule out the possibility that they had any other relationship.

I wanted to ask more details, but the car slowly stopped and someone knocked on the window.

I looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ono's face standing outside the car window.

It turned out that we had arrived at the gate of the community. Xiao Ye had been waiting here for a long time and seemed to be very worried about my safety.

I immediately packed up my things and got out of the car, and took the initiative to introduce Mr. Zhao: "This is my fiancé Yuan Tianye, Xiaoye, this is Mr. Zhao, my new friend."

"Hello, Mr. Yuan." Mr. Zhao smiled and extended his hand to Xiaoye with a friendly and gentle attitude.

"Mr. Zhao?" Xiao Ye did not shake Mr. Zhao's hand, his eyes were full of alertness, "Are you the owner of this car? Then you are the one who followed my baby before?"

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