After the marriage, Meng Yuanzhi abided by her duties, strictly abided by the boundaries set by the two before marriage, and never interfered in any of Zong Xuan's personal affairs, just like a qualified "Mrs. Zong."
She didn't dare to ask too much of him.
After all, both of them knew how this marriage came about——
If it weren't for the stepsister's ridiculous behavior and the Zong family's intention to regret the marriage, and the marriage fell on her halfway, she would never have had any interaction with this feared man in power.
For more than half a year after their marriage, Meng Yunzhi and Zong Xuan always slept in separate rooms. He would go out early and come back late every day, and it was common to see him every ten and a half days.
Until that day, she was forced to find him under the pressure of her elders, bit her lip gently, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Zong, can you... Stay tonight?"
The man was silent and stared at her with a pair of deep, dark eyes for a long time. Just when Meng Yunzhi thought she would be rejected, she heard a voice: "Yes."
The heart that had been holding on to her since just now dropped with this affirmative answer.
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When the news of their marriage first came out, insiders were not optimistic and asserted: "The woman is not really in love, right? Just wait, this couple will get divorced before long."
Everyone thought this statement was very reasonable. If it was true love, how could the man go abroad the next day after getting married and not return home for more than half a year?
What's more, the woman is still a half-way wife... Then it makes no sense that it can be true love.
Later, the group's senior executives held a routine online meeting. The man in a suit and leather suit sat in the study room, listening to the senior executives' reports with a calm and calm expression.
The solemn atmosphere was broken by the sudden arrival of the girl, her voice still a little bit anxious as she just woke up, "I thought you left..."
The scene fell into silence.
Everyone saw that Mr. Zong, who in the eyes of outsiders was so unkind and almost hard-hearted, suddenly softened his expression and coaxed people in a low voice: "It's my fault, dear, I will never leave you."
The rumor of "not loving" is self-evident.
Everyone: Is this called not loving? Seeing how indulgent Mr. Zong is, he just treats people as ancestors. He is so in love, okay!
Purpose: Love life
