Rebirth and Counterattack: The True Daughter Doesn’t Want to Inherit the Family Property Rebirth and

The nightless lights of the capital are reflected on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a halo of light for the girl in front of the window.

Xia Qing is wearing a smart suit at the group headquarters, and the well-fitting trousers wrap around her straight legs, adding a bit of neutral atmosphere to her.

An undercurrent swept through the depths of Zong Ming's eyes.

For some reason, he was a little afraid to look directly into Xia Qing's eyes.

This girl's eyes are black and white, as if she is a new life that has just been born, but her eyes seem to have experienced vicissitudes, with understanding and sharpness.

Under this demeanor, her appearance is easy to be overlooked.

Zong Ming felt that he had also made a mistake that most people would make.

He underestimated Xia Qing, this is not a girl who relies on a beautiful face to stand on her feet.

He bowed his head slightly and coughed lightly, hiding his momentary loss of concentration just now.

"Miss Xia Qing, it's not early, shall I send you home?"

Xia Qing looked Zong Ming up and down, and smiled slightly:

"Don't be so polite, my family has a driver waiting for me downstairs."

Zong Ming's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he sighed softly.

"Miss Xia Qing, we will get acquainted with it slowly in the future."

His voice was slightly elongated, as if it had its own ambiguity.

Xia Qing lowered her eyes, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked.

Since Zong Ming appeared, his eyes had been covering her, and he was so obsessed that he seemed to be able to draw wire.

This life has a face that seduces all living beings, and if Xia Qing is a fledgling naïve girl, it is really easy to get lost in his incomparably amorous eyes.

But Xia Qing is not a real girl.

At the age of thirty on the inside, a mature soul that has experienced all kinds of severe pains in life can sensitively detect that something is wrong in front of him.

Zong Ming's face was gentle and elegant, sexy and amiable, but the curve of his shoulders unconsciously pressed back slightly.

In terms of body language, he didn't want to be close to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing looked down and smiled again, turned and walked towards the elevator.

Zong Ming raised his voice behind her and asked

, "Next week, the second generation of our board of directors has an appointment to go to Chengde Mountain Resort, is Miss Xia Qing interested?"

Xia Qing exhaled lightly and looked back at Zong Ming crisply:

"I'm not interested."

Zong Ming's smile froze.

His eyes were a little more distressed:

"You are still a young girl, why force yourself to this?" What's wrong with relaxing properly?"

Xia Qing looked at him strangely:

"But I like to be a workaholic, and I feel energetic when I see the report."

Zong Ming almost couldn't laugh, and his lazy temperament almost couldn't be maintained.

Why doesn't this girl get in the oil and salt?

After being a peasant for eighteen years, once she came to the capital, wouldn't the luxury of the upper class make her move?

He didn't believe it.

Zong Ming has seen too many girls from the countryside to work hard in big cities, and no one can escape his charm, and there is no one who does not like the scented car BMW.

He took a few steps towards Xia Qing and continued to speak:

"I have heard that Miss Xia Qing is a top student, and today can be regarded as letting me see it."

His eyes were affectionate, as if he wanted the person who looked at him to indulge in his love.

"If you have the opportunity, I will send Miss Xia Qing some more chic perfumes, you will definitely like it."

Xia Qing's clean and clear eyes circled around Zong Ming's face, his voice was still cold and emotionless, and he walked into the elevator:

"You don't have to be so polite, I actually don't like to use perfume."

The corners of Zong Ming's eyes almost twitched.

Xia Qing could almost see him asking under his eyes, "Then what are you doing with perfume now?"

Her eyebrows curved, and a touch of heartfelt joy softened the lines on her face.

"I use this perfume just because it was given to me by my boyfriend."

The closed elevator door separated Xia Qing from Zong Ming.

Zong Ming's smile disappeared completely.

The gentle gaze turned cold.

In the silent corridor of the twenty-third floor, there was a low laugh of disdain.

The next day, Xia Qing continued to review the rules and regulations and violation cases in the compliance department.

The reception girl at the front desk suddenly held a large handful of pink roses and came to Xia Qing's table with a smile on her face.

"Miss Xia Qing, someone sent you a bouquet of flowers."

Xia Qing looked up in surprise and took the heavy pink rose.

A beautiful card is inserted in the fragrant bouquet.

The beautiful and powerful handwritten pen reads:

"The mountains have wood, and the wood has branches."

Drop is a word, clear.

Xia Qing's eyes were slightly cold.

That person, obviously rejecting her in his heart, also made a posture of pursuing her.

The usually quiet corridor on the twenty-third floor of the group headquarters suddenly burst into flames.

Almost all the general managers of various departments came to the corridor.

Someone was laughing:

"Chen Ya, you can be considered to be back."

A cold and mocking woman's voice sounded in the corridor.

"If I don't come back, my home will be stolen."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and some people laughed and played round:

"Look, I went abroad, the time difference has not yet reversed, why work so hard to rush to the group, take a break."

Chen Ya's voice had already come to Xia Qing not far away:

"How dare I rest, one more day of rest, someone will be proud for one more day."

Xia Qing quietly raised her eyes and looked at her biological mother, who was staring at her with disgust.

Chen Ya's eyes swept over Xia Qing's face, and then looked at her desk disapprovingly.

The mountain of case file boxes almost stung Chen Ya's eyes.

She sneered secretly: This girl will pretend, these cases, even if she comes to see it, it will take a long time.

Chen Ya found the pink rose that Xia Qing was carrying in her hand again.

"Oh, I really don't know if you came to the headquarters for an apprenticeship, or came to fall in love?"

Chen Ya's voice rose slightly.

"How long has it been since I entered Beijing, isn't the Chen family's aura very useful?" There are a lot more suitors, right? Do you think that Xie Shichuan's child is not enough to see?

Mentioning Xie Shichuan, Chen Ya felt angry in her heart, and the roses in Xia Qing's hand also made Chen Ya's heart feel more happy.

Didn't Xie Shichuan look down on her Yiyi at the beginning?

I have to look at Xia Qing, I really think how good Xia Qing is.

Now that Xia Qing has just entered Beijing, he has already been dazzled by the prosperity, and can he still remember who Xie Shichuan is?

The corners of Chen Ya's mouth twitched slightly.

In the end, he has been in the countryside for eighteen years, and Xia Qing is afraid that this is not one year of soil, two years of ocean, and three years of not recognizing his father and mother!

! Xia Qing slowly stood up and sighed softly.

Her biological mother, how did her style get closer and closer to Lin Ling.

With this image of being completely sane, it is no wonder that Grandpa wants to take away her inheritance.

Xia Qing took the bouquet of pink roses to the corridor and threw it into the trash can on the side without care.

Zong Ming, who was mixed in the crowd and watched the excitement, couldn't help but twitch out of the corner of his eye.

Didn't Xia Qing see the card he wrote?

She couldn't understand the meaning of his words, right?

Isn't it a top student? Can't you understand that he wants to pursue her?

She threw flowers in public like this, fortunately he didn't personally send flowers over, otherwise the name of his prodigal son in the capital would be ruined today!