Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 864 Zhou Yi, I'm Not Patient

Xu Jia was watching the news.

The hype surrounding this in the news is becoming increasingly obvious.

Xu Jia's phone kept ringing; it was always Zhou's executives begging her to come back.

After all, these cases were once in Xu Jia's hands.

It is indeed only when Xu Jia returns can this be resolved.

Xu Jia maintained her composure for a long time before reluctantly agreeing to the request.

The news has been confirmed that I will be returning to the Zhou Group the day after tomorrow.

The media in the capital immediately erupted in an uproar.

At the same time, Xu Jia quietly left the apartment and went directly to the detention center.

Zhou Yi is in the detention center.

Xu Jia didn't waste much time getting to know Zhou Yi.

When Xu Jia appeared in front of Zhou Yi, there was only a table and Zhou Yi in the interrogation room.

Zhou Yi had stubble on his face, clearly indicating that he hadn't taken good care of himself these past few days.

Even the suits have been tossed aside, and the normally crisp shirts now look quite wrinkled.

However, Zhou Yi's gaze remained sharp as he stared at Xu Jia without saying a word.

"Zhou Yi," Xu Jia broke the silence.

Zhou Yi just watched, gesturing for Xu Jia to finish speaking.

"You see the situation now. Wen Ning can't help you. He'll only make things worse. I'm the only one who can help you. Otherwise, the Zhou Group will be completely crippled, and it will be very difficult for it to recover. If I'm not mistaken, there are quite a few people involved, including the Song family and the company you've been working hard to build up over the years, aren't there?"

Xu Jia said he was confident of victory.

Zhou Yi hummed in agreement, not denying it.

"And then?" he asked Xu Jia casually.

Such an attitude is hard to fathom.

Xu Jia frowned, but still finished speaking.

"I can handle all of these things. I'll get you back to the position of CEO of Zhou's Group. But on the condition that you separate from Wen Ning and we get married. After all, I don't like helping outsiders." Xu Jia laid out her conditions to Zhou Yi.

“Otherwise, for these economic crimes, you’ll face at least thirty years. Do you think Wen Ning will wait for you? No, Wen Ning already harbors deep hatred for you, and you know that very well.” Xu Jia seemed to be analyzing the pros and cons with Zhou Yi.

Even with these words, Xu Jia felt confident of victory.

However, Zhou Yi just looked on indifferently, leaving it unclear whether he had agreed or not.

“Zhou Yi, I don’t have much patience. Tomorrow I’m going back to the Zhou Group for a shareholders’ meeting. Don’t forget, it was your Zhou Group that begged me to come back.” Xu Jia made her point.

"Are you done talking?" Zhou Yi looked at Xu Jia coldly.

Xu Jia frowned: "You..."

“Xu Jia, first, I don’t like being threatened. Second, you know what really happened. Third, even if the Zhou family business ends, I won’t be with you. Fourth, I have the ability to create another Zhou family business.” Zhou Yi spoke frankly and directly.

Even the way he looked at Xu Jia was filled with disdain and mockery.

Xu Jia's expression changed repeatedly.

I never expected Zhou Yi to be so stubborn.

That resentment became increasingly apparent.

Over time, her love for Zhou Yi gradually turned into hatred.

A kind of hatred born from endless humiliation.

This made Xu Jia increasingly unwilling to accept the situation.

She sneered, "Zhou Yi, so you're still stubbornly refusing to listen, are you?"

"This is my choice," Zhou Yi said calmly.

"You don't care even if you lose yourself? Even if the Song and Su families can help you, so what? They're already involved and probably too weak to do anything about it." Xu Jia looked at Zhou Yi with a gloomy expression.

Zhou Yi chuckled softly, "That's something I owe Wen Ning too."

The importance of Wen Ning to him is fully revealed in his words.

Xu Jia, enraged and embarrassed, said: "Fine! This is your choice, don't regret it. This is the last chance I'm giving you. I, Xu Jia, never fail to get what I want."

Zhou Yi didn't respond.

Xu Jia stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Zhou Yi just stared at Xu Jia indifferently, showing no intention of trying to persuade her to stay or compromise.

The door to the detention cell was slammed shut.

Xu Jia left.

Zhou Yi then calmly made a phone call to his assistant: "The operation is complete."

The assistant responded with a "okay".

All is ready except for the opportunity.

Zhou Yi rubbed his slightly aching forehead and then made a phone call to Wen Ning.

Wen Ning has been staying at Xiangshan Temple these past few days, so naturally no reporters have bothered him.

Zhou Yi would contact Wen Ning every day, but never mentioned anything about Xu Jia; the two acted as if they were having a casual chat.

Zhou Yi suddenly realized that chatting with Wen Ning in this way gave him the feeling of their first love.

Zhou Yi likes to make Wen Ning happy on his phone.

He teased Wen Ning until he was embarrassed and annoyed, then Wen Ning apologized honestly.

Wen Ning had no way to deal with Zhou Yi like this.

"She's going to the Zhou family tomorrow, right?" Wen Ning looked at her phone and suddenly asked Zhou Yi.

"Okay," Zhou Yi replied. "Are you coming?"

Wen Ning did not respond, as if he was thinking.

Suddenly, Wen Ning heard Zhou Yi's deep, magnetic voice: "Wife—"

Wen Ning was stunned for a moment.

It seemed that after they met again, they called each other by their names directly, and Wen Ning and Zhou Yi had gotten used to it.

Now this person is suddenly calling me so intimately.

On the contrary, Wen Ning was not used to it.

Wen Ning didn't respond.

"I miss you so much," Zhou Yi said gently.

Wen Ning didn't respond, but he heard her.

Even through the phone, you could hear Zhou Yi's breathing, which carried a calming power.

She asked herself, did she miss Zhou Yi?

That's probably what I was thinking.

In this subtle and gradual way, Zhou Yi broke down the barrier between them in his own way.

However, Wen Ning was unwilling to compromise, and Zhou Yi did not force Wen Ning.

Seeing that Wen Ning didn't respond, Zhou Yi chuckled softly, "It's getting late, go and get some rest."

"Okay," Wen Ning replied.

Zhou Yi didn't say much and hung up the phone.

Wen Ning stared at the disconnected phone and sat down on a chair in the private room.

Fragrant Hills Temple is very quiet.

Only the sound of the wind outside could be heard.

Wen Ning listened quietly as the rocking chair rocked gently.

Everything is ready, all that's needed is the right opportunity.

Sheng Weiwei also called Wen Ning, and Wen Ning answered.

"Wen Ning, many people down here have already guessed it's Xu Jia. Tomorrow, when Xu Jia returns to the Zhou Group, Zhou Yi will close the net. Then I'll send the evidence up, and she'll be taken away by the police. But this time, once she's in, she won't have a chance to come out."

Sheng Weiwei told Wen Ning about the arrangements she had made.

Wen Ning hummed.

"Are you going or not?" Sheng Weiwei asked Wen Ning.

"I won't cause any more trouble for now. There are quite a few reporters watching me. Let Zhou Yi handle things first. I'll settle the score with Xu Jia sooner or later," Wen Ning replied calmly.