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Maybe it was because Chen Jiahe had been busy lately, but two or three days after the call, Yan Zirong hadn't received any mail messages, let alone delivery people.

Yan Zirong clearly knew that if she went to see Qiao Zi'an empty-handed, she would definitely be locked outside the door. Yan Zirong also didn't want to take the risk, not to mention she still remembered the scene she saw in the crystal palace a few days ago.

In order to get to know the first-hand information as soon as possible, Yan Zirong had used these few days to tour the entire H City. It also gives a general idea of the current financial pressures and product trends faced by some large enterprises.

While Yan Zirong was busy gathering evidence in the shopping malls, Qiao Zi'an was searching day and night for information regarding the Crystal Palace. Through the information that Lee Mumu had personally delivered, Qiao Zi'an had a certain understanding of the Crystal Palace. However, this degree of understanding was simply not enough for Qiao Zi'an. What he wanted was more precise numbers and information. This way, he would be able to accurately control a company's lifeline.

Since Lee Mumu said all that in front of so many people, Qiao Zi'an must make her open her eyes wide in order to have a clear look. He never knew that he relied on his looks to earn a living.

Using his network and contacts, Qiao Zi'an had gathered all the information he needed within a few days. Perhaps because Lee Mumu's personality wasn't that good, it was much easier than Qiao Zi'an had expected to gather information about her company. Next up was the time to show off, but Qiao Zi'an wasn't in a hurry.

After waking up from the pile of documents, Qiao Zi'an walked out of the office and asked Ning Xia to make him a cup of coffee. As he held the cup of coffee, he glanced around the empty reception hall. He felt that something was missing. It was a little strange.

Noticing Qiao Zi'an's searching gaze, Ning Xia glanced at him indifferently and said, "Stop looking. He hasn't come for the past few days. I don't think he'll come again in the future. You're the one who pissed him off."

Ningxia had some complaints about this matter. However, it wasn't because she had a deep relationship with Yan Zirong, but because she felt that Yan Zirong was very generous. She started to miss the Mu Si and the Waffle Pancake in her Weibo coffee. And the culprit that caused her to get further and further away from these things was the person standing in front of her, Qiao Zi'an.

"Oh." Qiao Zi'an retracted his gaze and casually said "oh". He didn't seem to care if Yan Zirong would appear in front of him again. However, despite his cold demeanor, a faint sense of loss arose in his heart.

Glancing at Ning Xia's indignant face, Qiao Zi'an directly said, "Go clean up my office. I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."

After that, he placed the cup of coffee on Ning Xia's table, turned around, and left.

After waving at Qiao Zi'an's back, Ning Xia stared at Qiao Zi'an's coffee cup for 30 seconds. In the end, she still resigned herself to her fate, picked up the cup, and went to the tea room to wash Qiao Zi'an's cup.

After washing the cups, Ning Xia wandered into Qiao Zi'an's office and organized the documents according to Qiao Zi'an's instructions.

She randomly picked one up and looked at it. Ning Xia stared at the crystal palace in astonishment for a long while before she finally reacted. What is this? Could it be that Qiao Zi'an was with that green tea bitch? That's not right, when did Qiao Zi'an become so serious?

Obviously, Ning Xia regarded Qiao Zi'an's working day and night overtime cleaning up the information in the Crystal Palace as Qiao Zi'an's willing help. However, there were some things that didn't seem to be what she expected.

"Da Da Da", there were three rhythmic knocks on the door. Ning Xia put away the documents in her hands, walked to the door and opened it.

Yan Zirong's exquisite face appeared in front of them. Ning Xia's eyes widened as she asked, "Why are you here?"

Looking at Ning Xia's exaggerated expression, Yan Zirong felt that it was somewhat funny. "What, I can't come?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Ning Xia repeatedly denied it with a wave of her hand.

"Why are you in Qiao Zi'an's office today? Is he here too?" A trace of an ambiguous smile could be seen in Yan Zirong's eyes as she sized up Ning Xia from top to bottom.

Ning Xia pursed her lips and rolled her eyes towards the sky. She opened the door and said, "Stop laughing. Mr. Qiao is not here. He just left."

"Oh ~ I just left …" Yan Zirong intentionally dragged out her tone. She didn't even look at the inside of the room, she only focused on looking into Ning Xia's eyes.

"What kind of expression is that?" Ning Xia looked at Yan Zirong with disdain, "Say it, what are you doing here? Looking for me or Mr. Qiao?"

"Eh …" Yan Zirong scratched her forehead, as she couldn't quite answer Ning Xia's question.

"Okay, Mr. Qiao just left not long ago. Go out and take a look, maybe you can catch up." After saying that, Ning Xia closed the door, preparing to continue with her chores.

"Wait …" Yan Zirong held on to the door that was about to close, grabbing Ning Xia's wrist, "Do you have time for a cup of coffee?"

Ning Xia looked at Yan Zirong doubtfully. Other than a sincere smile, there was nothing on her face. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." The corner of Yan Zirong's mouth curved even higher. She had an inexplicable good impression of this girl who came to know her very well, not only because she had revealed Qiao Zi'an's information to her.

Even though Yan Zirong's expression was extremely sincere, Ning Xia still doubted her sincerity. After all, she still remembered the things she had done last time.

With a dubious attitude, Ning Xia followed Yan Zirong without hesitation and went to WeChat once again. It was for no other reason but because compared to the coffee sweets from WeChat, everything else was just for show.

The two of them chose a table close to the window and ordered the things they ordered last time as usual. However, this time, Yan Zirong seemed much more natural than last time. She was not as reserved as last time.

"Is it that delicious?" Yan Zirong frowned and asked as she watched Ning Xia stuff Mu Si, who was covered by a thick layer of cream, into her mouth, one bite at a time.

After swallowing the mousse in her mouth, Ning Xia glanced at Yan Zirong and said, "Don't have such an expression. There's nothing strange about that. I have a hypoglycemia."

"Oh." Yan Zirong nodded.

"But I do like sweets." After Ning Xia finished speaking, she stuffed a large piece of mousse into her mouth.

A long time ago, Yan Zirong had also eaten the sweet foods in big mouthfuls like Ning Xia. At that time, she liked it too, but later on, when she ate the sweet foods, all she felt were sour and astringent flavors.