CEO's Secret Lover

This was the third time that Ye Qiu had come to this place.

Since he had come here twice last night, the hostess recognized him at a glance. "Sir, are you looking for Xin jie?"

Qiu Ye realized that the hostess was looking at her with a warm and confused expression. She knew that she must have misunderstood something, but she still nodded her head. "Yes, is she inside?"

"I’m here, but big sister Xin is currently entertaining guests. If you want to find her, you might have to wait a bit. How about this, I’ll take you to sit in the room and wait for her." The receptionist said and was about to lead him inside.

Qiu Ye did not come here today to spend money, so he called out to the receptionist, "No need, I came to find her because I have something important to tell her. You see, it’s inconvenient for Fang to let me go to her office and wait for her. "

"Is that so?" Hearing this, the hostess hesitated for a moment, but she still nodded her head and said, "Then come with me."

The receptionist brought Qiu Zhu into the office and poured him a cup of water. "Then please wait here for a moment, I’ll get someone to go to the box and tell Big Sis Xin."

"Sorry for the trouble." He took two bills from his pocket and handed them to the receptionist.

She turned around and walked out of the office. As soon as she stepped out of the door, she bumped into a waiter she knew, "Wei, you’re the perfect one to bump into. Let me ask you, is big sister Xin in your box?"

"Don’t mention it, I’m afraid Big Sister Xin will be upset tonight." Wayne said.

"What’s wrong? Is it hard to serve the guests? " the receptionist asked curiously.

"Not only is it hard to serve, even a blind person can see that he has come specifically to target her. "Let me tell you, Xin jie has already drank two bottles of whisky and Mr. Zhou told me to bring the alcohol in. I don’t think Xin jie will be able to walk out of the room tonight." When Ah Wei said this, his body trembled for a moment. He probably thought about Jiang Zhixin’s current condition and felt that it was a little difficult to bear.

"Mr. Zhou? Which Mr. Zhou? Is it that friend of Director Jiang? " the receptionist asked.

"I heard that Mr. Zhou has quite the background, even Big Boss has to give him face. I really don’t know how Elder Sister Xin offended that grandpa.

"So it’s like that ..."

"That’s right, I won’t tell you anymore. I have to send the wine in, or I’ll be scolded if I’m late." Wayne said, lifting his foot and walking away.

The receptionist prepared to go back to the office and tell Qiu Ye what she had just heard. But as soon as she turned around, she saw Qiu Ye standing behind her. "Sir, I’m afraid Big Sis Xin won’t have time to see you tonight. You have something to say ..."

"Which box is she in?" Qiu Ye asked without waiting for her to finish.

He had heard her conversation with the waiter clearly and knew what had happened.

"In the VIP box." The receptionist replied.

Qiu Ye took a few more bills and handed them to her, "Lead the way."

"Sir, are you planning to look for Sister Xin in the room?" the receptionist asked as she took the money.

"Just lead the way." Qiu Ye said.

The receptionist saw that he was dressed decently and had an extraordinary aura. After staying in the room for so long, he naturally had some ability to look down on people. He knew that this person’s background couldn’t be underestimated, so he obediently led the way.

Arriving at the VIP box’s door, she dared not enter, "Mister, big sister Xin is right here. You can go in by yourself, but don’t say that I brought you here."

Ye Qiu didn’t wait for her to finish. She reached out her hand to push open the box’s door and saw Jiang Zhixin kneeling in front of the tea table with a bottle of whiskey in her hand, pouring it into her mouth.

There was a thick stack of bills on the tea table, while Zhou Yi was sitting in front of Jiang Zhixin with his legs crossed. His eyes were surprisingly cold.

He had just heard from the waiter that Jiang Zhixin had already drunk two bottles of whisky. Now, this bottle was probably the third.

Did this woman not want her life?

He did not know why, but when he saw the scene before him, he felt his head turn hot. He lifted his feet and walked behind Jiang Zhixin, reaching out to grab the wine bottle in her hand while he used his other hand to grab hold of her arm. With a slight force, he pulled her lithe body up from the ground and stood beside him.

When she saw the man standing beside her, she immediately revealed a relaxed smile, as if she had been rescued, "Assistant Qiu, you’re here."

With that, she wrinkled her brow and showed an expression of extreme pain.

"Are you all right?" Qiu Zhao looked at her and asked.

"I... I... "Ugh ..." Jiang Zhixin opened her mouth and vomited all of a sudden. Fortunately, she had a trash can by her side, so she vomited all over the trash can in one breath.

"Assistant Qiu, we meet again." When Zhou Yi saw Qiu Ye appear, although he was very unhappy, he still wore a lazy smile on his face. Especially when he saw Jiang Zhixin squatting on the side and vomiting awkwardly, while Qiu Ye had a worried expression, it made him feel even more annoyed.

"Does Young Master Zhou think it’s interesting to bully a weak girl who has no way of fighting back?" Qiu Zhu coldly looked at the man in front of him. He didn’t understand why Zhou Yi wouldn’t let Jiang Zhixin go. Did he still think that she wasn’t pitiful enough?

As a man that once belonged to her, when he saw her current predicament, shouldn’t he have felt sorry for her and pitied her?

"Bully her? Which one of your eyes saw me bullying her? " As Zhou Yi said this, he slightly leaned forward and stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Zhixin’s hair, lifting her pale face out of the trash can, "Look carefully, this woman became like this because of money, I didn’t force her."

With that, he let go of his hand with a look of disgust and wiped his hands with a handkerchief on the tea table.

Qiu Ye was too lazy to argue with him. It could be seen that Jiang Zhixin was in a very bad state right now. She was lying lifelessly on the tea table, and there wasn’t much of a reaction.

He bent down and helped her up from the tea table. Then, he placed one of his hands on his shoulder and decided to take her away.

"What is Assistant Qiu doing? I came here before you, so I’ve already bought her time tonight. " Seeing this, Zhou Yi was unwilling to let her go. He only got up and blocked his path.

"Killing is just a piece of cake. If Mr. Zhou wanted to kill her, why bother doing so?" Qiu Ye looked up at him, her eyes especially calm.

Hearing his words, Zhou Yi suddenly realized that there was something wrong with Jiang Zhixin’s appearance. At this moment, Jiang Zhixin, whose mind was not clear before, suddenly leaned forward and spat out a mouthful of blood. Afterwards, he fainted.

Looking at her unconscious appearance, Zhou Yi immediately started to panic, but his logic told him that whether she lived or died had nothing to do with him. This woman was not worthy of his care, so his expression was still indifferent.

"Does Mr. Zhou really want her to die here?" Qiu Ye held the unconscious Jiang Zhixin horizontally, staring at Zhou Yi with a fiery gaze.

Zhou Yi’s two hands tightly clenched into a fist, and the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds. In the end, he still couldn’t harden his heart, and his body moved to the side, giving him a path.

When Ye Qiu left, she gave Zhou Yi a deep look, and then walked out of the box, sending people to the hospital.

After they left, Qiu Ye’s face became unusually ugly. He crazily threw all the bottles on the tea table onto the ground, and the room instantly became a mess.

After more than two hours, Jiang Zhixin slowly woke up from her hospital bed. When she saw Qiu Zheng, who was guarding beside the bed, she felt as if she was dreaming.

"You’re awake?" When he opened his eyes, Qiu Ye was relieved.

"Why am I here?" Jiang Zhixin asked as she looked around at her surroundings.

"You drink too much alcohol. Alcohol poisoning and stomach bleeding." Qiu Ye replied.

"Why are you here? You were the one who sent me to the hospital? " Hearing his answer, Jiang Zhixin did not seem to care too much about her condition, and could only ask curiously.

"I went to the rich and powerful to look for you, and I coincidentally saw you drinking wine ..." How come you don’t care about your own illness at all? " Qiu Ye asked doubtfully.

Did this woman really not take his body seriously?

"I know my body, this is not the first time. This could also be considered an occupational disease. " As Jiang Zhixin said this, she laughed at herself and asked, "Did you come to the rich and powerful to look for me?"

"Yes." Qiu Zhu nodded. He didn’t know why, but looking at this weak woman in front of him, his heart felt as soft as cotton. He couldn’t imagine how Zhou Yi could be so cruel to her.

"Do you have any business with me?" Jiang Zhixin asked with a faint smile on her face.

At this time, Qiu Ye remembered his main purpose for going to the rich and powerful people’s room tonight, and slightly calmed down, and said: "I do have something important to do." I told Second Young Master about your situation. He said that he could consider helping you pay back the money and giving you freedom, but that’s only if you personally meet with him. "

When Jiang Zhixin heard this, her face instantly turned pale. Her lips moved slightly as she asked in a small voice, "Are you saying, Su Qize?"

"Yes, I have already explained what happened back then. He knew that you were forced, so you don’t have to worry about it. Didn’t you always want to be free? This was a good opportunity. As long as Second Young Master forgives you and knows that you are also a victim, he will help you. " Qiu Ye explained.

However, when Jiang Zhixin heard this, she hurriedly shook her head, "No, I don’t want to see him. I don’t want to see him."

"Why? Do you still want to live like this? Aren’t you tired of being abused like that by Zhou Yi? Isn’t it uncomfortable? " Qiu Ye couldn’t understand why she didn’t dare to accept this opportunity to start over.