Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

The meaning of Secretary Zhou's words was already very clear. She was the one who called Rong Jia in the first place.

Liancheng Yazhi took a look at the investigation information and found Song Rouran's recent photos. The Song family had completely collapsed. Not only had the company declared bankruptcy, but it was also heavily in debt. Even the villa where the Song family lived had been sealed off.

Nowadays, a group of people from the Song family live in the most ordinary civilian community. The famous brands on Song Rouran's body have disappeared, replaced by cheap street stall goods. Her expression has lost the nobility of the previous ladies and turned into tiredness after vicissitudes of life.

She commutes to and from get off work every day in crowded subway stations, and is bombarded with calls from debt collectors every day. This situation is completely different from her previous situation.

However, this situation is infinitely better than those who are forced to commit suicide after going bankrupt. At least they live in low-end residential areas, not... slums.

Liancheng Yazhi casually threw the information aside and gave only four words to evaluate it - self-destruction!

After Secretary Zhou heard this, he turned around silently and looked straight ahead.

Master Ya has already issued a verdict, Song Rouran...is not alive!

Secretary Zhou shook his head secretly. Song Rouran's approach was too unwise. She thought she was doing it very secretly, but in fact it was full of loopholes.

What's more, in the imperial capital, if Master Ya wants to investigate something, will he not be able to find it out?

Being blinded by jealousy will only lead to self-destruction.

After arriving at the company, Liancheng Yazhi got off the car and entered the elevator. He told Secretary Zhou: "Call Song Rouran tomorrow and ask her to come out for a meal."

Secretary Zhou nodded: "Yes, Mr. Ya."

Want to eat a meal? This is a meal that is even more difficult to eat than the Hongmen Banquet, because it is... a meal that must kill someone.

The two of them had nothing to say next, but when the elevator was about to arrive, Liancheng Yazhi suddenly asked: "Secretary Zhou, during the Chinese New Year, what gifts did you... do you give to your girlfriend? Do you just include red envelopes?

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Secretary Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then, with an expressionless face, he calmly said: "Young Master Ya... I don't have a girlfriend."

Liancheng Yazhi turned around angrily and glared at him, "You... don't have a girlfriend, there are always women."

Secretary Zhou hesitated for a moment and then said unusually calmly: "Master Ya, I don't have time to find a woman."

He felt that he was complaining to his boss that he usually worked too much and didn't even have time to find a woman to open a house with.

"You..." Liancheng Yazhi was so angry with Secretary Zhou that he no longer felt embarrassed.

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator door opened, and Liancheng Yazhi walked out angrily.

Secretary Zhou followed innocently, and said in the lowest voice: "Master Ya, everything I said is true."

I really don’t have time to find a woman! Wow, it’s really sad to say this!

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At 1 o'clock in the evening, Liancheng Yazhi returned to his old house after work. The housekeeper greeted him at the door, and the maid hurriedly stepped forward to help him take off his coat.

Seeing the housekeeper, Liancheng Yazhi asked: "Where is she, is she okay?"

"Master, Miss Rong's fever has gone away. She is watching TV now. Master, dinner is ready. Can you set the table?"

"Hmm..." Liancheng responded elegantly and went directly upstairs.

When he opened the door, he saw Rong Yan lying on the sofa. The uninjured foot was raised up. It was white and tender and could be held with one hand. His heart felt hot, so he walked over and picked her up suddenly.