He - saving her?!

She thought he should be happy to see her humiliated. The more unlucky she was and the more tortured she was, the happier he should be.

At this moment, another drunk man beat Ye Wenming up. Ye Wenming pushed Zhuo Qianyun in his arms aside, then raised his hand and punched the other party in the abdomen.

Zhuo Qianyun naturally knew that Ye Wenming was not weak. When they were together, he would find professional fighters to practice, and she had seen him several times.

So at this moment, she wouldn't be worried that he could not beat the two drunks.

What surprised her was that he...why did he save her?!

Sure enough, within a while, the two drunk men were beaten to beg for mercy. Their original drunkenness was mostly awake, and they almost crawled away.

Ye Wenming walked to Zhuo Qianyun, "Don't set up a stall here in the future."

When she thought of the harassment like that just now, if he was not there, would she be succeeded by the two drunk men?

Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and even felt that it was too cheap for them to let those two people leave just now.

Zhuo Qianyun suddenly chuckled, "So, is Mr. Ye going to completely cut off my life? It was not enough to send those people to make trouble before. He also sent two more people to play the show and then warn him personally? In fact, you might as well not take action, so that the lesson I have learned may be more profound."

Ye Wenming frowned, "These two people today were not sent by Zi Yin."

"So, that is to say, the person sent to make trouble a few days ago was Kong Ziyin sent?" Zhuo Qianyun said.

Ye Wenming pursed his thin lips tightly, but did not refute, but agreed.

Zhuo Qianyun's lips raised even more, but what she saw in her smile was full of bitterness.

It’s really Kong Ziyin. She has already reached such a downfall. Does Kong Ziyin still refuse to let her go? No...or should I say that the man in front of me is the man who really refuses to let her go.

"Why did Mr. Ye come here today? Just to warn me not to continue setting up stalls?" Zhuo Qianyun said. After looking at the time, it was almost time to close the stalls, so she began to pack up the tables and chairs, and then put all the bowls, plates, and some uncooked ingredients one by one.

Ye Wenming looked at her packing her things coldly, "So, are you going to continue setting up a stall here?"

"How can I live if I don't set up a stall?" She looked up at him coldly, "I have limited abilities, have been in jail, and it's hard to find a job. Only this kind of cooking skills can I still set up a stall to make a living. Of course, if Mr. Ye, you really want to cut off my life, there should be many ways to do it."

A sudden wave of turmoil appeared in his heart. He did forget that even though she was an excellent secretary and had professional skills, she had a criminal record, so I was afraid that no formal company would hire her.

The days after she was released from prison...even if he had asked someone to investigate and understand, but now thinking about it, I am afraid it will be more difficult than he originally thought.

"What if I find you a job? Can you not set up a stall here?" The words blurted out from his mouth.

Zhuo Qianyun looked at Ye Wenming with surprise, "Mr. Ye, you are joking."
Chapter completed!