Once Xia Ning got out of the hospital, she was surrounded by reporters.

News of Shen Donglai being hospitalized for a heart attack at the board of directors spread very quickly. Naturally, the reporters would not let go of this perfect opportunity to catch him at the hospital.

“Xia Ning, I heard the former chairman of the Shen Group, Mr. Shen Donglai, had a heart attack at the board today. Did you take over his position as the chairman of the Shen Group?” A female reporter stopped Xia Ning and asked.

Xia Ning darted a look at her and curled her lips. “That's not right. Is my uncle that petty? Also, I was legally appointed as the chairman. If you say this, I will think you want to slander me.”

The female reporter was surprised. Obviously, she did not expect Xia Ning to say that.

“Then can you explain…” A reporter continued to ask.

Xia Ning interrupted him directly. “This is a private matter between me and the Shen family. I don't think I need to answer your questions. Also, please don't look at us too much. Since everyone is so dedicated to their work, why don't you report more about the news that's close to the civilian population? Digging up all these gossips every time, are you trying to make fun of others?!” As she spoke, she pushed the reporters away and walked towards her parking lot.

The reporters looked at Xia Ning's back and hesitated. This actress had always been sharp-tongued, not to mention that she was no ordinary actress. She was a typical rich second-generation heiress. No, maybe she should be called a rich first-generation.

Every time they interviewed her, she would choke them to death. To be honest, what they were most afraid of was interviewing her. So, it was better to stop.

Xia Ning sat in the driver's seat and saw the reporters entering the hospital one after another. She suddenly felt a bit irritated. They were like flies that could not be swatted away.

Just then, her phone in her bag rang.

Xia Ning opened her bag and took out her phone. She took a look at the caller ID and picked it up.

“Are you coming back for dinner?” The man's voice came from the phone.

“Yes,” Xia Ning replied. The reporters who had been camping outside the Qiao family's house for the past few days had left so she could go back now.

“Where are you now?”

Xia Ning darted a look at the hospital. “At the hospital. Shen Donglai is hospitalized.”

“Ok, do you want to come back now or go somewhere else?”

“I still have something to do. I will be back before dinner,” Xia Ning answered.

“Ok, remember to have lunch,” Qiao Yu said.

“Sure.” Xia Ning hung up and looked at her phone in silence. The board meeting today could go so smoothly because of Qiao Yu's handiwork. He would not accept thanks, so she could only repay him in the future.

In the CEO's office of Shengs.h.i.+ Group, Qiao Yu hung up. Looking at the news on the Internet, he frowned a little. Fifty-one percent of the shares was not something that could be bought just because one wanted to. First, it was wealth. Second, it was a capable subordinate.

She had never used the card he gave her before. It was all on herself.

Moreover, in the pictures, the person behind her was very familiar. He had seen her before and was surprised that he would follow her.

“Alex, why are you staring at your phone? Give me ideas.” The man sitting on the sofa was getting impatient.

Qiao Yu put away his phone and darted a look at him. “You already have a kid. Shouldn't you have already agreed to register your marriage?”

Mu Zichen jumped up from the sofa. “Who said I agreed? My legs go weak whenever the Civil Affairs Bureau is mentioned.”

Qiao Yu darted a look at him. “Aren't you standing straight now?”

Mu Zichen: “…”