At five o'clock in the afternoon, most of the employees of Shengshi Group got off work, and Sheng Anran also left this time every day. The company had many financial problems, so Yu Nancheng stayed in the company to work overtime.

"I really don't have to wait for you?" Sheng Anran stood at the door of his office and knocked gently, smiling at the door.

Yun Nancheng looked up from behind the computer and looked at her. His sleepy expression became more energetic when he saw her. "No, I'll go back when I've read the accounts."

"I feel embarrassed about this. Do you want to raise your salary?"

"You don't look embarrassed."

Yun Nancheng's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he hooked his finger at her, "Come here."

"Repent?"

Sheng Anran let go of the door, walked in very naturally, walked to his desk and leaned over to look at him.

"If you regret it, I can be here to accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Nancheng raised his big hand, covered the back of her head and led her to him. Before she could react, she fell a kiss on her soft lips.

"Um..." She struggled away, looked behind nervously, and muttered, "The door is not closed, what are you doing?"

Originally, there were many discussions among the whole company who brought Yu Nancheng here to manage the financial company. If two people do something in the office and are seen and passed to the ears of the old men on the board of directors, it would be really hard to explain.

Yu Nancheng looked calm and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, you can leave."

"What are you doing, angry?"

Yun Nancheng glanced at her and said with a smile, "I think even if you charge it like this, do you have more ideas?"

Sheng Anran quickly understood the meaning of charging, and his face gradually turned red, "Who has the idea? You are thinking too much and leaving."

As she said that, she left the office without looking back.

Looking at Sheng Anran's back, Yu Nancheng's smile became deeper.

After leaving the elevator, Sheng Anran walked around the garage and found his car. As soon as he pressed the switch lock, a familiar figure came from behind, old and steady.

"Miss Sheng."

"Butler Zhou?" Sheng Anran turned around and saw the butler Lao Zhou next to Mr. Yu, and looked at him, "Why are you here? Are you here to find Nancheng?"

Butler Zhou nodded kindly, "Sir, please come and talk to the young master about something."

"He is upstairs, you can just go directly to the tenth floor from here to the elevator."

Sheng Anran pointed to the elevator in the distance and was respectful.

"Okay, but before that, I feel like I want to talk to Miss Sheng. I don't know if Miss Sheng is free."

Butler Zhou's attitude is unpredictable, but since he is the one around the old man, it will not be detrimental to him, and Sheng Anran did not think too much about it.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou hasn't had dinner yet. There is a tea restaurant nearby, which is pretty good."

In early November, Jinling has entered winter, and the weather forecast and cold wave is coming. There are sparse leaves hanging on the sycamore trees on the street, waiting for the final drift.

In a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant in the city center, the window can overlook the night view of Jinling, where the night sky is just around the corner.

"Butler Zhou, just say whatever you have."

Sheng Anran looked at Butler Zhou opposite and spoke first.

"Ms. Sheng is a cheerful person." Butler Zhou nodded, "Then I won't go around in circles. In fact, this matter has nothing to do with Miss Sheng, but because of Miss Sheng and the young master, I decided by myself. I think it might be better to tell Miss Sheng."

"You said."

"Because of Miss Sheng and the Young Master, the relationship between the Young Master is a little nervous now. I think you know this too, Miss Sheng."

"Butler Zhou wants to persuade me to separate from Nancheng?"

"No." Butler Zhou shook his head, "Even the gentleman can't control what the young master decides, let alone me. If it weren't for the young master's persistence, with Miss Sheng's spirit and character, she might not be willing to be enemies with the Yu family, and she would be with the young master behind the inexplicable eyes of those outside."

This is quite clear. Sheng Anran did not comment and took a sip of tea.

"So, Mr. Zhou, you are..."

"The biggest problem between the young master and the husband is not, Miss Sheng, but the husband has been watching the young master grow up for so many years. He feels that the young master is cold and cold. Whether it is to treat his relatives or friends, he is too cold, even his own son..."

"What do you mean?"

"Ms. Sheng only saw that the young master was extremely indulging in the young master, but he didn't see that when the young master first arrived at the Yu family, the young master had never stepped into the old house that year. In the eyes of the young master, the young master's existence at that time was just a task given to him by the gentleman. Once the task was completed, it would lose its effect."

Hearing this, Sheng Anran frowned.

She didn't know what Mr. Zhou said, and in her heart she had made even worse comments about Yu Nancheng, but for some reason, these words were so harsh when they said them from others.

"It's not like this." She heard her voice defending her, "Nancheng is not such a person. He is very tolerant of Jingxi, and even very nice to Xiaoxingxing. It's not like what you said..."

"Jingxi may be an accident in the young master's life."

The housekeeper Lao Zhou explained patiently, "The relationship between them was only really changed three years ago. If it weren't for that accident, I'm afraid Jing Xi might not be able to understand what his father looks like now."

"Three years ago?"

Sheng Anran smelled a familiar smell.

Sure enough, the butler continued,

"Three years ago, the year when the young master almost died of illness, and it was also the year when Shengtang Group changed its executive president again. Outsiders can't see how many connections there are between the two, but since Miss Sheng has developed such a relationship with the young master, I think you still have the right to know."

Sheng Anran held the milk tea cup and took a sip as if calm, forgot to add sugar, so it was a little bitter.

What Lao Zhou said was that she just listened to the results of Gu Tianen's investigation again, which was basically consistent. She was not surprised by the result, but she was surprised that there were much more people who knew the truth about Jing Xi's incident back then than she had expected.

Even the old man himself knew it, but he allowed Yu Nancheng to obtain the power and status he wanted, fulfilling his wish. No one asked Jing Xi for justice from beginning to end.

Is these three years of indulgence and pampering compensate Jing Xi?

Just a five or six-year-old child, how can these material compensations compare to the innocence lost in the family internal strife?

After hearing Lao Zhou's words, Sheng Anran's heart was left with mad sadness and a turbulent nausea.

"So, Mr. Zhou, what do you mean by telling me this?"
Chapter completed!