C21 Ceo Strong Enough

Cen Zhi shrugged her shoulders. "There's nothing we can do about it. Who asked you to be so awesome?"

Later on, she understood that Hand of God was a legendary existence in that domain.

Well, no one is at all sure that there is such a program that could make a huge difference to society.

Therefore, these people truly believed that the Hand of God was a threat, and there weren't many who wanted to stomp on Si Jiu.

When the breeze blew, Si Jiu felt that it wasn't that cold, "So it's just because I'm too strong?"

Cen Zhi tilted her head. "That's right. Don't you think it's fun for them to not like you and not be able to get rid of your looks?"

"I just thought it was fun."

After saying that, she finally reacted. The progress bar above Si Jiu's head had already reached 77%.

Cen Zhi's smile became even brighter.

She was on the same golf course as Si Jiu, but there were only the two of them. No one was playing golf, so it was quite quiet.

Although Cen Zhi didn't know why Si Jiu, who couldn't play golf, wanted to get a golf course, it was whatever he wanted. Who cares.

Si Jiu suddenly started, "Can you make cakes?"

Cen Zhi replied without raising her head, "No way, does Master Si want to eat cake? I'll order one? "

Si Jiu didn't say anything. The memory of that cake seemed to be the most delicious thing he had ever eaten.

It was unknown when the bodyguard appeared, but he whispered a few words into Si Jiu's ear. He heard Si Jiu say lightly: "Let her in."

Cen Zhi suddenly raised her head and felt something was wrong. She kept having the feeling that there was something suppressed in Si Jiu's voice.

She asked, "Did Master Si make a friend?"

Cen Zhi couldn't find an answer for a long time. When she was about to give up, she heard Si Jiu say without any fluctuations in his voice, "I don't have any friends."

This made Cen Zhi look at the progress bar reflexively. Luckily, she was fine.

Before long, Cen Zhi knew who it was.

It was the Jian Qing who abandoned Si Jiu for five million. Cen Zhi felt that she should talk to Luo Chuan.

Jian Qing, dressed in a small white dress, looked a little spotless.

She carried something in her hand and walked over from a distance, giving off a pleasant feeling.

But Cen Zhi only stared at the object in her hand and then realized it was a cake.

Si Jiu just asked her if she knew how to make cakes. Was it because of this?

She hesitated. Could it be that she had failed a cake mission?

Jian Qing had already walked to the front of the group. Her gaze swept across Cen Zhi for an unnatural moment, before she gently pushed her hair behind her ears, saying in a gentle voice, "A Jiu, it's your birthday today. I know you haven't forgiven me yet, so I'm only here to give you a piece of cake."

Then, she carefully observed Si Jiu's expression and revealed a hint of sadness, "I made this myself. It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, try some cake."

Cen Zhi noticed that Si Jiu's fingers were trembling slightly. The way he looked at the cake also had a kind of emotion that no one could understand.

This made Cen Zhi completely out of the mood to watch the news. She stared at Jian Qing and said, "So after the cake delivery, shouldn't you go back?"

This time, Jian Qing was smart. She pretended not to hear Cen Zhi's words and looked pleadingly at Si Jiu. "A-Jiu."

Cen Zhi saw that the progress bar started to fluctuate again, so she held Si Jiu's hand.

A flash of ruthlessness appeared between Si Jiu's brows. He wanted to wave it away reflexively, but he thought of something and didn't do it.