In the morning, Jiang Xiyan walked out of the bedroom with two dark circles under her eyes from staying up late. Wen Weichen had already prepared a simple breakfast. When he saw Jiang Xiyan coming out, he greeted her with a smile: "Wake up, go wash up, I have already prepared breakfast."
, I’ll drive you to work later.”
Jiang Xiyan also smiled back and walked to the popular bathroom next to her.
After breakfast, Wen Weichen drove Jiang Xiyan to the downstairs of Haodong Group. Jiang Xiyan turned around and looked at Wen Weichen, as if she had made the biggest decision: "Weichen, I want to leave, please help me.
, within your ability, I also don’t want you to be blamed by your parents."
Wen Weichen reached out and stroked Jiang Xiyan's hair and nodded: "I understand, just go up and I will arrange for you to leave here after the game is over."
Jiang Xiyan believed in Wen Weichen. After saying goodbye to him with a smile, she opened the car door and walked into the building.
After the car left, Nangong Ling appeared at the door of the building. He was worried that Jiang Xiyan had no place to live last night, so he called her cell phone, but it was turned off. He walked around Dongcheng City for half a week in the middle of the night and couldn't find it. If it weren't for Nie Tong's phone call, he might have
He would wander outside all night, but he didn't expect that Jiang Xiyan would give herself a big surprise early in the morning.
Jiang Xiyan's mood also improved a little. She did not take back the photo that was placed on Wen Weichen's bedside table. There was no emotional sustenance between the two, so she let the photo stay with him.
Nangong Ling was sitting in the office. He was still worried about what happened in the morning. The woman he cared about actually spent the night with another man and submitted his resignation yesterday. Thinking about it, this matter would not be too simple. He was restless.
He dialed the internal line directly: "Secretary Jiang, come in."
Jiang Xiyan had become accustomed to Nangong Ling's requests. When she walked into the office, Nangong Ling's back was turned to the desk. She still rarely saw this situation: "President, do you have anything to do with me?"
Nangong Ling leaned on the chair. The sound of the door opening, the footsteps, and the voices were all familiar to him. He had never thought about falling in love with someone again, but this silly woman made his heart move: "I went there yesterday.
Where is it? Why is it turned off?"
Jiang Xiyan didn't expect Nangong Ling to ask such a boring question. When leaving, did Nangong Ling want to use this method to save her? But she felt a little ridiculous, and it was already too late: "Where am I with you?"
It doesn't matter, you are just my boss."
Nangong Ling was really angry. He turned around and stood up from the chair. He moved the chair behind him and held Jiang Xiyan's throat across the desk: "Tell me, where did you go?"
The cold breath penetrated the skin, and Nangong Ling in front of her made Jiang Xiyan feel more scared. The air in her trachea was a little thin: "Cough, cough,... where am I... you don't need to worry about it, cough cough.
…”
Nangong Ling's irrational hand tightened again. Jiang Xiyan's face lost blood flow and turned red. Tears also flowed down her cheeks. She was still begging: "Let...me...
...go...I...hate...you..."
His hand fell down in an instant, not because of reluctance, but because Jiang Xiyan said "I hate... you...". Any woman can hate him, but he didn't want this woman to hate him, and he watched as he fell to the ground.
Jiang Xiyan took a deep breath, turned around her desk, squatted down and looked into her eyes: "Do you really hate me?"
Jiang Xiyan nodded with difficulty: "Hate..."
Nangong Ling raised his head, stood up and walked out. The air here made him feel forced and suffocated, and his heart ached. It turned out that this was the feeling of love. When An Leer left him, he just left him.
I locked myself up for a day and a night, but I didn't feel any pain.
Jiang Xiyan sat on the ground and shed tears. How about having loved? You still have to face reality, so what if you have hated? That is not the result of loving too deeply.
Nangong Ling drove aimlessly on the highway, the whistling wind browsing his past. Hatred made his eyes hurt. It was not over yet. He could not let his personal emotions make him lose his way.
.
When the car passed by the Zheng Group, he stopped. There was the person he hated the most in this building. After looking at it for a few times in the car, he finally made up his mind. Since he could let An Leer leave in the first place, he would do it now.
I remember Jiang Xiyan leaving.
He turned the car around and without hesitation, the car returned on its original path.
Jiang Xiyan asked Wang Jun for sick leave, and now she is not in the mood to work anymore.
Back at the rental house, Zheng Ruoxian and Chen Fangjian were cleaning up the messy house. It could be seen how happy they were together last night. It was a good thing to have such a result. In order to prevent themselves from being in a bad mood
To affect them, Jiang Xiyan could only say hello with a smile: "Xianxian, Brother Chen, I just happened to be back for something."
Zheng Ruoxian was a little at a loss. She knew Chen Fangjian's feelings for Jiang Xiyan. If she hadn't lost her heart herself, she would never have been with Chen Fangjian: "Xiyan, we were so happy yesterday that we drank outside.
Have some drinks, Fang Jian has to go to work later, if you are tired, just rest at home, I will go with Fang Jian."
Chen Fangjian looked at the two women and said nothing. It was already obvious that if he continued to pester Jiang Xiyan, it would only make her more annoying. Since it was impossible, choosing someone who loved him was also a result.
Jiang Xiyan scratched her hair and smiled. She really didn't mean to interrupt their date: "Oh, I have something else to do. I have to go to work later. Let's talk about it when I get back in the evening."
Zheng Ruoxian blocked Jiang Xiyan who wanted to go out. No matter what thoughts this best friend of four years had, they could not escape her eyes: "Don't go out. I see you haven't had a good rest. Go, go."
, go back to your room and sleep, Fang Jian and I really want to go out."
Jiang Xiyan looked at Chen Fangjian aside, without much expression on her face. It seemed that she had indeed made him sad, so she could only follow Zheng Ruoxian's words and go back to the house to rest.
Jiang Xiyan was lying on the bed, listening to the noise outside, and heard the sounds of Zheng Ruoxian and Chen Fangjian playing and laughing. Zheng Ruoxian looked at the bedroom door and made a silent movement towards Chen Fangjian.
After cleaning up the house, Jiang Xiyan heard the sound of the door opening. She must have really left. This Zheng Ruoxian was sometimes too careless, but sometimes very careful. She was lucky to have such a good friend.
Opening her phone, she saw a profile photo of Nangong Ling at work on the screen, which made Jiang Xiyan feel a little more heartbroken. This man would always be her pain point. She reached out and gently touched the angular face again, but there was nothing on her face.
She smiled. Being able to love this man was also a blessing for her.