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At this moment, Shen Wangjin was in the office area upstairs. Facing Zhuang Zhonghong whose attitude suddenly changed, Zhuang Yibo was in a daze and was still thinking about whether to say something. A voice from Shen Wangjin suddenly came from the upstairs: "Mr. Zhuang is here?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Zhonghong immediately smiled and looked up at the upstairs, saying, "Wangjin, you are busy with work and Yibo always doesn't go home. It's rare to ask us for dinner. Your aunt and I will naturally come here earlier, so we have to chat for more time."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yibo also looked up at Shen Wangjin.

He was used to be calm and smiling, and the same was true at this moment. However, compared with the previous time when he made dumplings, it was already very different.

She didn't know if others could notice it, but only knew that in her opinion, she could clearly see the coldness in Shen Wangjin's eyes.

Shin Wangjin walked downstairs slowly, walked straight to Zhuang Yibo and sat down, put her hand in his hand, and while playing, he spoke casually, "Then let's talk."

After all, his attitude was somewhat different from usual. Zhuang Zhonghong and Han Qin could naturally detect it, but hesitated to sit down. Han Qin was about to say something, but Shen Wangjin spoke first: "I heard that several projects of your company have not been going well recently?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Zhonghong chuckled twice awkwardly, then sighed again and said, "Wangjin, I didn't treat you as an outsider. I didn't hide the internal situation of the company. I have told you before... You also know that the temple is so beautiful that some people really can't sit still recently-"

Halfway through his words, Han Qin stretched out her hand and pressed his hand, then took over the conversation and said, "Although Zhuang's family is not a leading company in recent years, they have been rooted in Tongcheng for so many years, have a solid foundation and a good relationship with the official. Now the economic situation is not very stable and people's hearts are not stable. What we lack is a person who can suppress the board of directors - with Zhuang's qualifications, they still have great development potential, you should be able to see this clearly. The reason why you are invited to invest is because you are your own person, and I hope our relationship can be further improved and mutually beneficial-"

Before Han Qin finished speaking, Shen Wangjin suddenly laughed out loud.

He had been catching Zhuang Yibo's hands and laughed out loud at this moment. Then, as if he hadn't heard Zhuang Zhonghong and Han Qin's words, he said to Zhuang Yibo on his own: "I suddenly remembered the dumplings you just made. From another perspective, it's quite artistic. You should keep it and collect it. Why not turn around and open an art gallery for you to make these gadgets specifically?"

Zhuang Yibo didn't expect that he would suddenly say such a stupid word. When he couldn't help looking at Zhuang Zhonghong and Han Qin, he saw that they had changed their faces.

Shen Wangjin said casually, and the two of them answered and explained so seriously. In the end, Shen Wangjin seemed to have not listened to a word, but instead talked and joked with her. How could Zhuang Zhonghong and Han Qin not notice such humiliation?

Han Qin immediately lowered her face, and Zhuang Zhonghong still maintained a superficial smile and said, "Why, we Yibo can make dumplings? This is a strange thing--"

"It's not strange," said Shin Wangjin, "I'm just confused. These hands should have played the piano, but I asked you to learn how to make dumplings. This is really a mess. How can you touch things that shouldn't be touched? Don't damage your hands."

As Shin Wangjin said, he grabbed her hand and looked at her carefully.

Hearing this sentence, Zhuang Zhonghong suddenly realized something and glanced at Zhuang Yibo's face.

Although Zhuang Yibo put on makeup and applied powder at this moment, the slight redness and swelling on the cheeks on his left face were still vaguely visible. With Zhuang Yibo's temperament, he might not say anything to Shen Wangjin, but Shen Wangjin's attitude at this moment has shown that he is here to attack him!

For a moment, Zhuang Zhonghong looked at Zhuang Yibo, then looked at Shen Wangjin. After pausing for a moment, he smiled awkwardly: "Yibo has never touched these housework since he was studying musical instruments and learning to dance. Her mother and I have only one daughter, so we naturally treat her as the pearl in our hands, so we naturally can't bear to let her suffer a little."

As he said that, his eyes fell on Zhuang Yibo's face again, and he sighed slightly, "As parents, there are no ones who don't love their children. Even if there is any dispute for a while, it's still a small problem, right, Yibo?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yibo looked at him for a moment, and finally nodded slowly and responded softly.

Shin Wangjin sat next to him, but just curled his lips coldly.

Zhuang Zhonghong and Han Qin are also people with vision. From then on, they have never mentioned the investment of capital and shares until they have eaten. They only talk about some interesting stories about Zhuang Yibo's childhood.

Shin Wangjin listened with a faint expression, occasionally responding, but none of them were the gentle and smiling attitude he used to be.

In short, this meal was really a bit uncomfortable for Zhuang Zhonghong and Han Qin.

When the dinner was almost over, Han Qin took advantage of the opportunity to wash her hands and pulled Zhuang Yibo to the side.

"Did you say something to Shin Wangjin?" Han Qin asked straight to the point.

Zhuang Yibo slowly shook his head.

"Your father attacked you today, but he was just impulsive." Han Qin said, "Anyway, don't forget that we are a family. Could it be that you still hold a grudge against your father because of that slap?"

"I don't." Zhuang Yibo whispered.

"What does Shin Wangjin mean when he talks in his words this night?" Han Qin said, "He treats us as enemies? If this happens, don't you know what you should do?"

Zhuang Yibo knew what he should do.

She had never known what she should do, or, what they wanted her to do.

She has already done this. In fact, what will happen if some things and some words are done and said?

But she just couldn't do it.

Everything she has experienced now has made her minimize her dignity-

If it is lower, it is lower...

Can't be lower.

No more low either.

...

The dinner that day ended in a bad mood. At night, Zhuang Yibo took a shower and looked at his face that was still vaguely traced in the mirror, and finally put a mask on it.

When she finished applying the mask and walked out of the bathroom, Shen Wangjin just pushed the door open and entered.

The traces on her face were obviously very faint, but Shen Wangjin still only looked at her face.

She avoided his sight slightly, turned around and returned to the bed.

However, the one who can avoid the sight is the person who cannot avoid it...

In fact, in her opinion, that night was no different from usual, but halfway through, Shin Wangjin stopped, held up her chin, stared at her and then looked at her.
Chapter completed!