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Zhou Sui'an watched the green “Sent successfully” notification appear on the screen. The pent-up anger in his chest vanished in an instant.
His handsome face was full of the smug arrogance and provocation of someone who had just gotten the better of another person.
See that?
Now this was what a promising young man looked like!
A refined and elegant Tsinghua PhD, standing beside his sister—they looked absolutely perfect together, a match made in heaven!
His sister had men lining up to court her.
Zhou Sui'an put away his phone and walked back, humming a little tune.
Meanwhile.
Inside the presidential suite on the top floor of the Oriental Supreme Hotel, the morning sunlight streamed through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, casting interwoven patterns of light and shadow across the carpet.
Jiang Zongyan wore a black silk bathrobe, the collar slightly open to reveal a broad expanse of firm, sensual collarbone.
Holding a cup of coffee, he sat in a single armchair by the window, his long, straight legs crossed as he browsed the latest Nasdaq financial reports on his tablet. His brows and eyes were cold and stern.
His chiseled, deep-set features looked even sharper in the morning light. Not a hint of unnecessary emotion showed on his face, as if nothing in this world could ever stir the slightest ripple in his heart.
Buzz.
A message notification popped up on the private WeChat account that was automatically logged in on the tablet.
Jiang Zongyan glanced at it indifferently.
Someone had mentioned him in a Moments post and was reminding him to take a look.
He had no intention of paying attention to it, but for some inexplicable reason, he exited the financial reports and opened Moments.
Aside from Zhou Suisui, there was no one else who would dare play a prank on him…
He tapped the notification, and the man’s initially careless expression suddenly froze.
The morning sky was a clear blue.
A tall, broad-shouldered man stood side by side with a petite, charming young woman, the two of them standing extremely close.
The woman was dressed in a crisp, pale-colored business suit. There was still a touch of innocent sweetness and cuteness between her brows.
But the sight was painfully jarring to Jiang Zongyan.
“A good match?”
Jiang Zongyan repeated those two words in a low voice, his thin lips slowly curving into an extremely cold, razor-thin smile.
The temperature in the air seemed to plummet to freezing point in an instant.
The fingers holding the tablet gradually turned pale at the knuckles. He was gripping it so tightly that even his fingertips had taken on a stiff bluish hue.
An inexplicable restlessness and fury surged through his chest. It was like a ferocious beast whose territory had been provoked, violently slamming against the walls of his rationality.
The moment he closed his eyes, the scene from that night at the Peninsula Club’s private room rose uncontrollably in his mind.
That little vixen had fallen softly into his arms. Her small hands had boldly pressed against his thigh, while her warm, sweet breath brushed his ear and she had called him in a coquettish voice, “Brother Yan.”
What was this?
Not long ago, she had been clinging to him and asking him to hold her. She had given him her first kiss, one “Brother Yan” after another, and demanded that he take responsibility.
What a fine Zhou Suisui—she had used him as a shield and then tossed him aside, had she?
With a bang, the tablet was slammed onto the coffee table. The black liquid in the coffee cup beside it trembled violently.
“Lin Zhou!”
Jiang Zongyan spat out the two words coldly. His voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling menace that made one’s scalp prickle.
The door to the outer room of the suite opened at once, and Lin Zhou walked in with his back ramrod straight.
“Mr. Jiang!”
Lin Zhou’s heart sank.
Had some major black-swan event struck the Jiang Group? Was the stock about to hit its daily limit down?
A layer of solid ice seemed to have formed in Jiang Zongyan’s deep black eyes. They were so cold that no one dared meet his gaze.
“Five minutes. I want to know Zhou Suisui’s whereabouts. Where is she now, and what is she doing?”
A stampede of a thousand alpacas thundered through Lin Zhou’s mind.
Why was the president checking the whereabouts of the Zhou family’s eldest daughter first thing in the morning instead of looking at financial reports?
He complained inwardly, but immediately lowered his head and replied, “Yes! I’ll look into it right away!”
Less than five minutes later, Lin Zhou stood before Jiang Zongyan once more.
“Mr. Jiang, I’ve found out everything. Miss Zhou went to Hai City this morning to attend an industry forum and summit. She’s traveling with Fu Jie, the Zhou Group’s finance director, and Zhang Liang, the director of human resources. They’ve booked a nine o’clock flight to Hai City.”
Jiang Zongyan narrowed his eyes slightly, his long fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest of the sofa.
Suddenly, he let out a cold laugh.
“She’s only attending a conference. Does she really need to bring along the finance director?”
Zhou Suisui had even gone out of her way to send him that photo. Her intentions were obvious enough.
“This…”
Lin Zhou cast a furtive glance at his boss. No one had ever said the finance director couldn’t attend an industry conference, had they?
Although he had no idea why the president was angry, he could tell with certainty that he disliked the finance director of the Zhou Group.
What was his name again? Fu… Fu Jie.
Lin Zhou thought for a moment, carefully choosing his words before saying, “Miss Zhou is personally leading the team this time because she intends to poach several senior engineers at the summit. That’s why the director of human resources is going as well.”
The fingers tapping against the armrest paused slightly, and the fury between Jiang Zongyan’s brows faded a little.
Lin Zhou habitually pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and continued, “Mr. Jiang, the organizers of this summit in Hai City sent you a top-level invitation a week ago, but you turned it down.”
“I originally planned to fly there at noon today to make an appearance at the summit on behalf of the group. I’ve already had the secretary book my ticket for this afternoon…”
“Cancel it.”
Jiang Zongyan suddenly cut him off.
Lin Zhou’s report came to an abrupt halt. He stared blankly at his boss. “Cancel it? Mr. Jiang, do you mean… we won’t be attending the summit after all?”
Although it was a domestic summit and couldn’t compare with international conferences, it was still a valuable opportunity to exchange ideas with others in the industry.
As the leading technology giant in the country, the Jiang Group needed to send someone to make an appearance at an event like this.
Jiang Zongyan’s tone was indifferent, but his authority brooked no argument.
“I’m going to the summit myself.”
“What?”
Lin Zhou was completely dumbfounded.
Hadn’t the president been furious that day, asking if he had too much free time? How had he suddenly decided to go in person?
Lin Zhou had spent many years navigating the business world, and in an instant, a thought flashed through his mind.
Hai City… the summit… Miss Zhou…
Holy crap!
Lin Zhou sucked in a breath inwardly.
The president wasn’t going to attend some conference at all. He was clearly going after his wife!
Usually, he looked cold and abstinent, as if he had severed himself from all emotion and desire. But the moment he heard that the eldest daughter of the Zhou family had gone out of town with a male colleague, he chased after her without hesitation.
What did people call that?
Saying one thing and doing another.
Mr. Jiang was absolutely smitten!
Lin Zhou was so excited that he could practically already see the birth of the Jiang Group’s future little heir.
Suppressing the corners of his mouth, which were trying desperately to curl upward, he said, “Understood! I’ll have the secretary change your itinerary right away and arrange a private jet. I promise it won’t delay your pursuit of—uh, I mean, your attendance at the conference.”
“Wait.”
He had just turned around when Jiang Zongyan’s low voice came from behind him again.
“Does the president have any other instructions?”
Jiang Zongyan frowned slightly. “Go and find out which room Zhou Suisui is staying in.”
The flames of gossip in Lin Zhou’s heart reached their peak.
Her room number?
Oh my!
“Got it. I’ll find out right away.”
