The most beautiful moment in life is to be able to hold the hand of your beloved and close your eyes. Nie Tong did it. There is no aura of praise, but only the love that accompanies this man. No matter how the situation changes, what remains unchanged will always be her who is not loved.
Names covered.
A romantic affair could not take away any nostalgia. Xuanbai's funeral was attended by only a few people. After the body was cremated, Nangong Ling sent Pan Hong to fly back to Switzerland with Nie Tong, where she had her roots.
Jiang Xiyan didn't know about this storm these days. Facing Nie Tong, Nangong Ling, and even Wen Weichen, she retreated, packed a few pieces of clothing, and took a bus to an unknown destination.
During the long bus ride, she wanted a piece of tranquility that belonged to her.
After Nangong Ling finished handling Nie Tong's matter, he returned to the company and did not see the figure who fascinated him. He asked the human resources department and found out that he had not come to work for more than a week.
As soon as he sat on the chair in the office, Wen Weichen's phone came over. The two men had no business dealings, but they were able to talk to each other because of one person. The words on the other side were obviously angry: "Nangong Ling, you put Yanyan
Where is it hidden? If you don't want to admit that bet, I didn't force you to carry it out. If a grown man does such a dirty thing, how can you still have the dignity to hang out in the mall?"
Nangong Ling was really confused. He wanted to find that girl who knew nothing about the world, but he didn't expect that someone would come to him first. He didn't pay attention to Wen Weichen at all, so he just blurted out cold words.
: "I didn't hide her. I was just looking for her. If you have any news about Mr. Wen, please tell me."
Wen Weichen threw the phone to the ground in the office. He had already made arrangements for Jiang Xiyan to accompany Yang Bojun to the UK for a while. After he settled the domestic affairs, he would join them in the UK, but now
But he couldn't find the man, so he had to let Yang Bojun pass first.
Looking at the photos on the table, Wen Weichen calmed down. The most important thing now is to find Jiang Xiyan. She is more dangerous no matter where she goes alone.
Jiang Xiyan left, and Nangong Ling's place was also in chaos. He was used to her waiting every day, and now he could only slowly adapt to everything.
An Le'er has basically become a regular visitor here. She also learned about Nie Tong's death at the first time. Now, as if on stimulants, she will stay with Nangong Ling whenever she takes time out every day.
Nangong Ling put the signed documents aside and disappeared within a day. Since Nie Tong left, he has never returned to the villa. He has no responsibilities. Now he is focused on acquiring Zheng's Middle School.
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An Leer brought the brewed coffee and handed it to Nangong Ling with a smile on her face. Her body was almost pressed against Nangong Ling's body. The low V-neck in front of her face showed off the beauty inside. The vision from such an angle was eye-catching. Covet: "Ling, let's have dinner together after get off work. Recently, the company has arranged for me to have fewer scenes, so I can be here to accompany you."
Nangong Ling took the coffee without replying. He didn't want to ask about An Leer's matter. The entertainment company naturally had their own plans. Since the company was handed over to someone he trusted, he wouldn't ask too much: "Okay, you
Go make arrangements."
An Leer was happy now. Her persistence these days was finally not in vain. Like a beauties in the harem waiting for favor, she nodded, picked up the bag on the sofa, and went out to arrange dinner.
Nangong Ling was left alone in the office, and the quiet space was full of Jiang Xiyan's lovely shadow. If Nie Tong was his responsibility, then Jiang Xiyan could be regarded as a close confidant.
Love, but don't want to destroy the sweetness of love in the face of hatred. He is the one destined to leave this land. Now Jiang Xiyan leaves, maybe it will be a good thing, so that he doesn't have to think so much.
if.
In the evening, I accompanied An Leer to the Marriott Hotel, and walked into the lobby on the second floor by the window. The two of them sat opposite each other. Soon the waiter brought the two dishes they ordered. An Leer took a bottle of the wine that the waiter had just opened.
Imported Lafite, the red liquid was poured into Nangong Ling's wine glass, and he also poured himself a glass. He sat back down with a smile, raised his glass and clashed with Nangong Ling: "It's my birthday today, have a drink with me.
Bar."
An Leer is sad. Only she remembers her birthday. When she was in Switzerland, Mr. Nangong Ling always gave her a surprise on her birthday, whether it was valuable jewelry or a gift carefully made by herself.
At that time, she didn't know how to cherish it, and always thought that after obeying the order, she would get more gifts and time from him. But now, he would only remember her birthday when she mentioned it in person.
Nangong Ling took a sip and put the cup on the table. He had really forgotten An Leer's birthday, but when she mentioned it in person, he no longer had the desire to be happy before: "Happy birthday, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in the future.
It’s your birthday, the entertainment industry is complicated and ever-changing, you’d better find someone to marry you who loves you, in fact, a woman really doesn’t need to work too hard.”
This is Nangong Ling's true words. Regardless of whether they love each other or not, they were once lovers after all. Seeing An Leer who is about to enter her third year of life, no matter how long she spends in the entertainment industry, she will never grow older. People like them, who rely on their faces to make a living, will eventually
will be erased from people's memory.
An Leer also sighed meaningfully. Who can understand the depths of her heart? At first, she just wanted to find her own dream. In the end, she realized that this dream was a trap. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't.
It's so simple. The man in front of her is her support. Without support, her dream will be shattered: "What if I said, I still want you? Are you really not going to stay by my side like you are from home?"
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Nangong Ling sat upright on the chair. He would not consider An Leer's words in detail: "Yes."
What a firm word, but this word is heartbreaking.
An Le'er looked out the window. At night, the neon lights outside illuminated her bright eyes. She didn't want to hear this word. Maybe she shouldn't ask such a question. A beautiful dream she wanted, just like this on her birthday.
The day was shattered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "You are so cruel, but it's too late. I love you and I have never forgotten it. No matter whether you accept it or not, I will give it. Ling, don't reject me thousands of miles away."
Nangong Ling drank the wine in his hand. He didn't want to explain An Leer's words any more. "Love" was just as she said. If she wanted to give it, that was her business. Whether she accepted it or not was his decision.
Already.
During the meal, neither of them used their chopsticks. After drinking some red wine, they left one after another, going left and right. In the future, they will no longer have each other in their lives.
After Nangong Ling left, An Leer turned around and followed his footsteps, not too close, not too far, just enough to see him.