Song Qingsi was choked by these words. She gritted her teeth and had to say: "Fang Ziqin, I have a shameful reputation, but you are not necessarily better than me. You force a man who doesn't love you to settle for marriage. To put it bluntly, you and

me too."

"It seems that he is really well trained. Fortunately, you still know that your reputation is not glorious."

There was no trace of joy or anger on Fang Ziqin's face, she said coldly.

In addition to a few employees, there are also many customers in the lobby.

When this farce comes to an end, the person who loses the most face is not Fang Ziqin or Song Qingsi, but Zhou Zhan.

Qiao Dongsheng on the side sweated hard: "Miss Song, let's go back first!"

"Why should I leave? It's A-Zhan's permission to come today. I want to buy a house from the Pangu Family, and I want her, Fang Ziqin, to help me pick it out until I'm satisfied."

Song Qingsi looked like she was taking advantage of every opportunity, repeatedly provoking Fang Ziqin's good temper.

As she said this, she stepped forward and tried to grab Fang Ziqin's hand, but Fang Ziqin subconsciously shook it off.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingsi failed to stand firm and fell backward: "Ah..."

Qiao Dongsheng, with quick eyes and quick hands, stretched out his hand to support half of her body: "Miss Song, are you okay?"

"What are you doing?"

At the same time, a man's sullen voice came, mixed with a bit of laziness.

Upon hearing the sound, the first person to react was Qiao Dongsheng.

When he saw the person coming, he seemed to have seen a savior: "Mr. Zhou, you are finally here."

Fang Ziqin didn't expect Zhou Zhan to appear at this time, he was standing two meters away.

Wearing a navy blue knee-length windbreaker and neat black suit pants, he looked at her coldly and saw the scene when she threw Song Qingsi away.

It was obviously the other party who was provoking, but it seemed like she was being unreasonable.

"Azhan..."

Song Qingsi burst into tears and threw herself into his arms, squealing tenderly.

"Secretary Qiao, what's going on?" Zhou Zhan's voice was so low that it was unreasonable.

Before Qiao Dongsheng could speak, Song Qingsi spoke up first: "I originally came to see the house, but Ziqin deliberately made things difficult for her, saying that I maliciously delayed the staff's time and asked me to compensate for the service fee. A Zhan..."

She said that the pear blossoms are like rain, and people feel pity for her.

"Is this really true?" Zhou Zhan looked at Fang Ziqin.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at him, feeling absurd in her heart: "Mr. Zhou, are you going to question me for her?"

The people nearby were watching Zhou Zhan's reaction to see which way the balance would tip in the end.

But this man has never shown off his appearance easily, and his handsome face tightened: "Secretary Qiao, please send Miss Song back first."

As soon as these words came out, Song Qingsi was not calm anymore.

I want to drive her away!

"Azhan, what I said is all the truth, you have to help me..."

She wrapped her hands around the man's arm and refused to let go no matter what.

Zhou Zhan slowly pulled down the slender fingers wrapped around his arm, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Go back with Secretary Qiao first, tell him what you want, and then come over to see you after I finish handling the matter."

Hearing the sound, Song Qingsi was unwilling to give up and followed Qiao Dongsheng away in three steps and two turns.

When the person walked away, Fang Ziqin swiped the tip of his tongue across the root of his lower teeth, not even bothering to look at him.

"If nothing happens, walk slowly and don't see her off."

"I came to see you today to talk about divorce."

Zhou Zhan's voice was extremely low, so low that only she could hear it clearly.

Fang Ziqin's eyelids twitched a few times when he heard him say again: "I am willing to give up half of the shares of Pangu Family as compensation for divorce."

"Where to sign?"
Chapter completed!