Billionaire's One Night Stand novel Chapter 1159

However, since Ragib had said that he did not care whether she would return to the Zhan Family or not, then she did not want to ask that question. No matter what, it was fine as Ragib was very serious with her.

The next day, the event between her and Ragib was published in a popular magazine named "The Capital Beauty".

Although the news came from the Imperial Capital and came from another noble madam, it would always cause a sensation when it came to Ragib's topic.

On the Internet, the gossip media had also made a big fuss about her and Ragib's relationship.

"Chief editor, why don't you leave a bit later?" After getting off work in the afternoon, Little anxiously ran towards office from outside.

Zoya took over the documents on the table and asked, "What's wrong? Is someone outside blocking my way?"

"Isn't it? It's other media." Ron said, "They can't find Ragib, so they probably want to ask you. There are very few rumors about Ragib recently. Those media must want to take this opportunity."

"Ha." Zoya was well-prepared and fearless. "This is also a joke. As a mediawoman, am now paid attention to by peers."

"Chief editor, how do you still have the mood to say these things..."

"What's there to worry about?" Zoya said, "In fact, they dare to come to "Introspection Company" to stop the chief editor. They are quite bold, aren't they?"

"What should we do now? If it goes on like this, how can you leave?"

"What media are there outside?" Zoya asked.

Ron thought for a moment. "Oh, probably those..."

Ron probably said that it was a media house. Upon hearing that, Zoya heard it all from gossip media.

Ordinary newspapers or magazines, such as " gown" and "City Trade Daily" did not come...

"Really?" Zoya raised her head and said, "I used to be a reporter. I know all the people in charge of these gossip media."

Zoya opened the desk drawer. There were three mobile phones in it, including private phones, work phones, and the mobile phones used in the media circle.

Most of the mobile phones in the media circle were for people who were neither too close nor too close to each other, just like some habits that they knew but were not very familiar with.

Zoya found the phone number of the heads of the media and called, "Hello, Mr. Luna, I'm Zoya. Send some reporters to stop me. What do you mean by eating in the same company?"

Zoya called one by one. Soon, the gossip reporters outside received their own phone calls and retreated one by one.

In less than half an hour, the outside of Admiring was clean.

Ron's eyes widened. "Chief editor-in- chief, you're really something. I just went out to take a look. The gossip reporters outside have really left."

"We're all in the media industry. It's impossible to dig out the materials from me." Zoya snorted and picked up her bag and left.

On the way back, he received Ragib's message that [Go out for dinner in the evening and I'll pick you up at 6 o'clock.]

Zoya checked the time. There was still more than an hour left.

"Since you don't have to go back to cook." Zoya thought for a moment and took out the fitness card Chloe gave her from the car. She opened her white teeth and said, "Then go to workout!"

Ever since she became a chief editor, she rarely travelled around and spent most of her time in the office.

She was not married yet.

"I can't go too far!"

This was a high-level fitness club. Chloe had used to do this behind Aman's back. In the end, she had to use Zoya's things as much as she could.

Zoya had been running on the treadmill for 20 minutes. When she broke out in a sweat, she was in a good mood.

When she stopped, she exhaled a long breath.

"It seems that when she is depressed, running... is good." She gasped and picked up the mineral water next to her and took a sip.

The black and orange tracksuit outlined her tight figure. She had a tall and straight chest, a slender waist, and a smooth vest, which showed the woman's health charm and sexiness.

In the gym hall, where music floated, a man with frightening muscles looked at her beautiful figure. With a trace of evil in his eyes, he came over.

"Miss, you're in good health." He leaned on the side with his arms crossed. "But there's something inharmonious. In this situation, have to ask for private training. If you ask me for help, it won't take more than half a month, can definitely help you solve this problem..."

When he saw that Zoya was not looking at him, he wrapped his arms around her body and deliberately revealed his body muscles, fully demonstrating his charm.

"I'm the best private tutor here. Since you're a beauty, I can give you a 50% discount..."

"Get out." Zoya twisted the bottle cap of the mineral water and made a sound, neither too loud nor too small.

The private teacher was stunned. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Miss, I come here to find you because I think highly of you..."

"Waiter!" Zoya raised her voice. "Someone here is harassing the female members!"

All the people around looked over.

In the end, the private tutor had no choice but to leave with an ashen face.

Zoya looked at her phone. There was still some time before Ragib came over, so she sent Rafael a location to share.

She pressed the treadmill and planned to run for another ten minutes. After a while, a call jumped out of her phone, which was listening to a song-

It was the caller ID of "Father".

Zoya's face froze.

It was Commander phone call.

She had never received this number since she left the studio.

She slowly turned off the treadmill, and her pace also slowed down. Sweat trickled down from her forehead.

She looked at the phone for a while, then pressed the answer button, took off the earphones and put them in her ear.

"Hello."

"Zoya?" Commander Zhan's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Yes." Zoya answered.

The conversation between her and her stepfather, which lasted for several years, was so strange. She just called a stranger.