Wang Jun pouted at the young secretaries next to him and motioned for them to avoid him. The female secretaries understood and went to the tea room to drink coffee together.
Jiang Xiyan walked back to her seat five years ago. She left in a hurry and didn't have time to pack anything, but these things were still stored here, which made her feel a lot of emotion.
She picked up the photo of herself in college on the table and touched it gently. There was no trace of dust on it. She could see that someone often came to clean it. She was so young and naive at that time. After experiencing so many facts and impermanence, she had changed.
Now, she is no longer the little girl she was then.
Take the photo out of the frame and put it in your bag. Since it is no longer here, why bother letting your photo stay here to make others uncomfortable.
Wang Jun tapped the table lightly, then pointed to the president's office and whispered: "Yanyan, there's only so much I can help you with. You can go in by yourself. The assistant secretary won't come to disturb you for a while."
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Jiang Xiyan nodded gracefully. She could not express her gratitude for Wang Jun's help: "Thank you, Sister Jun. You can go ahead and do your work. I'll go in by myself."
Wang Jun left his desk and walked into the elevator. Jiang Xiyan was the only one left in the large space. She put the conspicuous books on the table into the drawer below, then got up and walked to the door of the president's office.
She raised her hand to knock on the door, but when she really needed to face it, she lost the courage and clenched her fist tightly again. As if she had made a big decision, she knocked lightly on the door three times.
Nangong Ling's deep voice came through the door panel: "Please come in."
Jiang Xiyan took a deep breath, then turned the doorknob and walked in.
Everything in the office has not changed like the desk outside. Maybe Nangong Ling is a nostalgic person. The color of the fine leather sofa in the office has changed in some places, but he did not change it.
Nangong Ling and Jiang Ziyue were playing games at their desks. A king as cold as Yama would actually play video games with a girl less than five years old. Anyone who was familiar with Nangong Ling would be frightened by this scene.
arrive.
Jiang Xiyan was really frightened. Little Yueyue was actually here. What was even more frightening was that she was with Nangong Ling. Her life experience had always been something she wanted to protect. Nangong Ling was so smart.
Eventually, her identity will be revealed.
He took a few steps forward and took Jiang Ziyue back into his arms, guarding Nangong Ling like a tiger protecting its cub: "Why did you bring my daughter out? Do you know that this is illegal? Again
If I can’t find Sarah, I will call the police.”
Jiang Ziyue tried to struggle in her mother's arms and wanted to say a few words for Nangong Ling, but Jiang Xiyan rejected her. She could only stay quietly in her mother's arms and let her unfold her maternal protection.
Nangong Ling changed his gentle and slightly smiling face to an expressionless face. He stood up from the chair and glanced at Jiang Ziyue before turning his attention to Jiang Xiyan.
She was a noble princess in the fashion show, but now she is dressed like a coveted beauty: "I left a note on the table, didn't you see?"
When Jiang Xiyan saw Nangong Ling getting up, she took a step back. She always wanted to keep a safe distance from this man, for fear that the evil wolf would inadvertently swallow her up again: "You lied, if you have written anything
, why didn’t I see it, I warn you, don’t get close to my daughter in the future.”
After saying that, Jiang Xiyan hugged Jiang Ziyue and was about to walk out the door, but Nangong Ling behind her had already followed and blocked their mother and daughter's way: "I will visit Yueyue often, you can't stop me
of."
Jiang Xiyan realized the warning in Nangong Ling's eyes. She had never seen that kind of look before. Her heart fell to the bottom again. It seemed that Nangong Ling had also felt that little Yueyue was his daughter. She held her little one in her arms.
Yueyue's hands couldn't help but tighten, afraid of losing, but also afraid of the fact: "Nangong Ling, you have your family, I have my freedom, can you not do this? What will Nie Tong think of you?
What will your children think of you?"
Nangong Ling's hand slipped down, feeling powerless. He didn't dare to admit his feelings in front of Jiang Xiyan.
Before he could say anything, the door was opened again, and the people who came in were also stunned by such a scene, looking straight at Jiang Xiyan and Jiang Ziyue in her arms.
Du Zhibin did not expect that five years later, he would meet again in Haodong Group. The woman he wanted to protect and the woman he wanted to get, but this woman was the woman of his elder brother who was as close as a brother. He stopped and he could only choose
He retreated, but when they met again, his heart was still beating as it was five years ago.
Nangong Ling looked into Du Zhibin's eyes. He was also a little angry. No one wanted their woman to be looked at so unscrupulously by another man. He coughed coldly and then brought back Du Zhibin's soul.
He hurriedly sorted out his thoughts and said to Jiang Xiyan: "Xiyan is back. When did she come back?"
Jiang Xiyan smiled at Du Zhibin. This man was still the same as he was five years ago: "I just came back not long ago, and I haven't had time to contact everyone. Are you... are you... looking for something to do with the president? I won't delay you anymore."
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Pushing aside Nangong Ling who was standing in front of her, Jiang Xiyan hugged Jiang Ziyue and walked out of the office.
Nangong Ling stopped chasing and walked back to his desk, listening to everything going on behind him. They were among the people at the top of society, and they all wanted to let the other party take action or speak first before he could fight back.
Du Zhibin originally just stopped by to get information. Seeing Jiang Xiyan was indeed an accident. He coughed lightly before he dared to speak: "Brother Ling, Nangong Lie is selling off his property recently, and the company's assets are also being changed. Nangong
Hao rarely comes out recently, he must have been grounded by Nangong Lie."
Nangong Ling listened, but did not turn around. He was thinking.
Du Zhibin put a document in his hand on the table. The photo above showed An Leer and Wen Weichen. The two passed a document to each other and then drank red wine together. The time in the photo was five years ago.
Nangong Ling picked up the photo and looked at it. An Leer had been with him for five years. He had never doubted her. After all, she was his former lover. He didn't want to put everyone around him under suspicion: "This matter
When was the incident investigated?”
"It was a private detective who took the initiative to contact me. An Leer is an artist under our banner. She may also be colluding with drug gangs. Someone took photos of her and threatened her, but the two parties did not reach an agreement, so they contacted me and wanted to
Get a lot of money." This was also the first time Du Zhibin saw these photos. It seemed that they all underestimated An Leer.