Watching Nangong Ling walk out of the room, the corners of the woman's eyes slightly raised. She did not feel angry because of such a rejection. Instead, she had a victorious smile on her lips: "Nangong Ling, you will never forget me. From now on, I
I will stay by your side and accompany you."
Jiang Xiyan didn't see Nangong Ling for several days in a row. She couldn't even go out of the villa without his permission, and her phone was also controlled. She did nothing else except eat, drink and surf the Internet all day long.
But she did, and the newly hired nanny was also a pretty girl who was about the same age as her, and her speech and behavior still revealed some rawness.
In just two days, the two of them recovered like sisters. The girl's name was Song Zhicai, and she lived in a small mountain village. She also had a younger brother. The two siblings were very good at studies, but because Zhicai's father was ill, the family's burden was heavy.
In her case, she has relied on working as a nanny to support her family in the past few years.
I thought that in such a great era, the living standards of every family were improving. When Song Zhicai really talked about her hometown, Jiang Xiyan realized that there were still many poor people in the mainland. After that, she also had feelings for Song Zhicai.
Some sympathy, in such a huge villa, Jiang Xiyan usually wouldn't bother Song Zhicai to do only what she could do.
Jiang Xiyan, who was playing games in the study, heard the phone call in the living room downstairs and slowly got up. Only when Song Zhicai answered the phone did she sit on the sofa and carefully answer the extension.
Nangong Ling's voice was as cold as ever. He hadn't seen Jiang Xiyan in the past few days, but he began to miss her voice, body, and even everything: "Prepare more dinner, I'll be there at seven o'clock." It was just a simple instruction.
After a few words, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
Jiang Xiyan put the phone back out of boredom. She expected to hear Nangong Ling telling Song Zhicai about her instructions to monitor her. Unexpectedly, Nangong Ling came over at night. Thinking about it, she felt a little scary. She really couldn't figure out this man.
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Turning around and sitting back at the desk, she lost interest in looking at the figures on the computer. She sat on the chair and looked around. Since she came here, she really hadn't looked at every corner. If it weren't for
Since Nangong Ling was imprisoned, she should have been shopping and playing with Zheng Ruoxian a long time ago, but now she can only stay here and wait for her fate.
I casually opened the drawer next to my desk. There were just some simple company information inside. I flipped through a few pages and put them back. I got up and came to a bookshelf. I thought I would find a magazine or novel or something, but I didn't expect that the shelf was full of them.
Something about finance.
"It's so boring. When Nangong Ling comes back in the evening, I have to find a way to get out of here." Thinking, he squatted down and opened a secret compartment on the bottom floor, wanting to see what was inside, but what caught his eye was a picture with
Photos of women who look similar to themselves.
Jiang Xiyan was stunned. She reached out and took the photo in her hand and looked back and forth. She knew that the person in the photo was not her at all. Thinking of what Nangong Ling said, it seemed that this was the person he loved deeply.
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The person in the photo is indeed beautiful, her nose and eyes are very similar to her current self, but compared with the person in the photo, she is still a little inferior, she does not have the charm of the woman in it, nor does she have the charm in her eyes. Looking at the photo
, her heart tightened again. Listening and seeing were two completely different feelings.
She thought that Nangong Ling would slowly disappear in her heart, but her presence made her heart more and more uncontrollable. Suppressing the injustice in her heart, Jiang Xiyan put the photo back to its original position and put the grid on it.
Pushing in, she got up and walked to the kitchen downstairs. She especially needed to do some work now to relieve her heartache.
As soon as seven o'clock arrived in the evening, Nangong Ling's car drove into the villa on time. Businessmen are sensitive to time, and Nangong Ling is no exception. Every step of his is carefully calculated, so on any occasion and in any place,
He is able to arrange his time reasonably and always arrive at the right time, neither early nor late.
Song Zhicai trotted to the door of the living room with a smile on her face. When she saw Nangong Ling's figure, she pushed open the door and obediently took the briefcase in his hand until Nangong Ling put on her shoes and walked into the bathroom.
She just took the briefcase and put it in the study on the second floor. She quickly ran downstairs and set out the dishes and chopsticks for Nangong Ling.
When Nangong Ling came out of the bathroom, Song Zhicai pushed Ke Zi inward, then got up and left the restaurant to do his work elsewhere.
Jiang Xiyan and Nangong Ling were the only ones left in the restaurant. They were full of words and wanted to vent their anger, but before they could speak, they saw Nangong Ling lowering his head to eat seriously, and in the end he held back his words.
Nangong Ling took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, then raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiyan, who was in a daze opposite. Jiang Xiyan, who was so absorbed in thinking about something, did not notice Nangong Ling's gaze.
Nangong Ling stood up, and before Jiang Xiyan could react, he said something and walked to the study on the second floor: "I'll come to the study after dinner."
Jiang Xiyan held the chopsticks in her hand and realized that she was distracted. She heard the footsteps leaving far away. Is it too late for her to refuse now? She had to lower her head, take a few bites of the food and turn around to walk to the second floor.
go.
In the study, Nangong Ling held an invitation letter in his hand. He looked at the shining gold characters on it. The expressions on his face were ever-changing. Thinking of the figure in the bar a few days ago, his thoughts were even more complicated. He put the invitation letter together again.
Put it on the table, lean back on the chair and think about your own things.
Jiang Xiyan knocked on the door and heard Nangong Ling's voice before pushing the door in. Nangong Ling was not too angry today, so she was at least safe, but she didn't know what kind of surprise Nangong Ling would give her next.
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Nangong Ling looked at the woman standing opposite him, and that face overlapped with another face again. He liked Jiang Xiyan, which seemed to have a lot to do with her appearance.
"Attend an auction dinner the day after tomorrow, and Wang Jun will arrange your itinerary then."
Jiang Xiyan will get angry when she hears Nangong Ling's instructions to her. She is no longer an employee of Nangong Ling: "I won't go, CEO, those banquets are not suitable for me at all. Aren't you afraid that I will ruin your banquet?"
Messed up?"
Nangong Ling smiled, looked at Jiang Xiyan who was a little angry, stood up and walked in her direction until the distance between the two was no longer a safe distance, and held her chin: "Have you messed up too many things? This
It’s not a reason, as long as you are within my scope, you must obey my arrangements.”
Jiang Xiyan raised her head and looked at Nangong Ling who was right in front of her. Did she have any reason to refuse? Now that she was the flesh of his hand, she could only let him control her life. Knowing that she couldn't resist, she had no choice but to accept it firmly:
"Okay, everything is up to you. If there is nothing else, I won't disturb your work."
Breaking free from Nangong Ling's hand, Jiang Xiyan walked out of the study without looking back. This was the first time that Nangong Ling saw Jiang Xiyan who was so easy to compromise. She couldn't help but have an extra understanding of Jiang Xiyan in her heart. This