Jiang Xiyan put her phone back into her bag, turned around and Nangong Ling's figure had disappeared, and suddenly she felt a sense of loss in her heart.
Slowly walking through the hospital door, looking back towards the inpatient building, where Nangong Ling may be accompanying Nie Tong to discuss the details of the wedding, or experiencing the joy of becoming a father for the first time. In short, all this will have nothing to do with her.
Relationship.
Putting back all his thoughts, he straightened his chest and raised his head and walked in his own direction. The summer breeze was blowing and his skirt was flowing. Although the sun was a bit strong, it was just enough to warm his heart.
Walking out of the door, a hot red Ferrari parked at the door. Jiang Xiyan did not pay attention to the people in the car. Most of the patients hospitalized here are either rich or noble. Parking such a car here will not attract people.
Attention.
The people in the car stepped on high heels and walked out. Dark purple glasses frames covered half of their faces. Their beautiful curly hair was floating behind them. They were wearing a grass green short skirt on their tall bodies. An Leer was carrying a limited edition LV bag.
, followed closely behind Jiang Xiyan, while avoiding being discovered and mobbed by fans.
In the alley next to the hospital, An Leer quickened her pace and reached out to hold the somewhat frustrated Jiang Xiyan.
Jiang Xiyan was frightened by the sudden pull. Just when she was about to shout "Help", she saw the tightly covered people in front of her. She looked around and saw no one. Then she felt relieved for An Leer: "Miss An, if anything happens,
, you can go to the company or call my phone number, in broad daylight, I thought I was going to be kidnapped."
An Leer took off her glasses and fiddled with them back and forth in her hands. The smile on her face was not as charming as the previous few days. At this time, she looked more serious. She looked squarely at Jiang Xiyan: "I don't think Secretary Jiang has anything to do with it."
It's worth the trouble of kidnapping. Don't you love Ling too? Why did you come to the hospital to see Nie Tong with good intentions?"
Jiang Xiyan looked at the jealousy in An Leer's eyes. She didn't understand that An Leer had a place deep in Nangong Ling's heart. Now that she has held her wedding with Nie Tong, who is left in Nangong Ling's heart: "
I am Nangong Ling's secretary, and Miss Nie is his fiancée, so of course I have a reason to come to visit. Miss An, you are not just asking me about Miss Nie's situation, are you?"
An Leer put on her glasses again. It was really not convenient for her to stay in the hall for too long in front of the public. This would easily attract the attention of some puppies. She pulled up Jiang Xiyan who was standing opposite and walked towards her car.
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Jiang Xiyan did not resist. The three women were surrounding one man. An Leer came to her because it was nothing more than something about Nangong Ling.
The car stopped in the garage of a luxury apartment. Jiang Xiyan followed An Leer to a nearby coffee shop and sat down in an inconspicuous booth.
Neither of them touched the coffee on the table, and Jiang Xiyan stopped hanging around with An Leer: "Tell me, what do you want to know? About Nie Tong or Nangong Ling, if it's not a secret, I can tell you.
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An Leer chuckled. The Jiang Xiyan in front of her was sometimes so smart that it was intimidating, but sometimes she was so stupid that it was ridiculous: "Secretary Jiang, I think all things that are not secretaries are public now. Since I came to you,
I just want to know something that others don’t know, Nie Tong... what is her disease?"
In Jiang Xiyan's eyes, she has never thought about fighting with anyone. She will not reveal the secrets belonging to her boss without reason, even to the closest people. This is
The bottom line of her career: "I'm sorry, I have no comment on this question. Since you are so close to the CEO, he must be happy to tell you. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, he stood up, took his bag and left the booth.
"Jiang Xiyan, if you leave now, you will regret it. Now that we are on the same line, Nie Tong is about to marry Ling. Aren't you heartbroken? Don't you want to take Ling back?" An Le
Er has her own plans. As long as Nangong Ling does not marry Nie Tong, she will have the opportunity to win him back. By then, with Nangong Ling's status and influence in Dongcheng City, she will break out of Asia and win the global crown.
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Jiang Xiyan turned around again. Such a request is indeed very attractive. Who doesn't want to be with the one she loves most? But she understands that forced love will not last long. Her face is already very calm: "I don't
I understand love, but I know that doing evil behind the scenes will bring about retribution. Miss An, you are a celebrity. If you really love Nangong Ling, I advise you to stay calm and at least not disturb him at this time." He ignored An Leer again.
Howling, he walked out of the coffee shop.
An Leer was not convinced, her angry eyes were as big as copper bells, and she secretly thought that Jiang Xiyan was a fool who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth. She would not cherish such a good opportunity. It seemed that this matter would not have happened without Jiang Xiyan's help.
Some trouble.
Jiang Xiyan returned to the company. It was almost time to get off work. She sorted out the information for the day. When she was about to go to the tea room to drink a glass of water, Nangong Ling walked out of the office.
When the two met again, Jiang Xiyan also changed a lot. At least at this time, she understood Nangong Ling's inner worries. Now Nangong Ling is no longer as cold as before. Seeing Jiang Xiyan, his heart tightened.
He didn't know who it was for, but all he wanted now was to get Nie Tong better as soon as possible.
The colleague next to him had almost left. Nangong Ling followed Jiang Xiyan to the tea room, and then silently handed the cup in his hand to Jiang Xiyan. Although the two were speechless, they understood each other very well.
After making the coffee, Jiang Xiyan returned the cup to Nangong Ling's hand. Just as she was about to leave, she was blocked by Nangong Ling's arm. Jiang Xiyan did not dare to look up. She was afraid that she would not be able to let go of this man, and she was also afraid of this.
Men are ruthless towards themselves.
Nangong Ling put the cup aside and had no intention of letting Jiang Xiyan leave. This feeling of being loved made him soften. In the past, women were by his side either for money or fame. There has never been one.
People like Jiang Xiyan are so real: "Tongtong has already received chemotherapy. No matter what the result is, as long as she can persist, I will have time to find the best doctor for her. Secretary Jiang, you have made the greatest contribution this time.
What kind of reward do you want?"
Jiang Xiyan's heart ached. In Nangong Ling's eyes, everything she did was just for reward. She couldn't help but have a hint of ridicule on her lips. She looked up at Nangong Ling, who was as indifferent as ever: "Thank you, CEO, if you can."
"The reward I want most is to leave the company as soon as possible. I wonder if the president will agree?"
This was an unexpected answer for Nangong Ling. He thought she just smiled, but he didn't want to give this reward. He took his cup and turned around for a moment before speaking: "Do you want to be Wen Weichen's secretary?"
?You should give up this idea. If he is willing to pay liquidated damages, I will consider it."