Seeing Ji Yan's red face, Xian'er couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to grab Fei Sijue, "Listen, reality is reality after all. You either have to learn to accept it or give up on yourself! Except for her, there is no one else.
People will feel sorry for you, if you want to make her feel uneasy, just keep going!"
Fei Sijue fell to the ground in a daze, "No, she's not dead... I don't believe it... I heard her calling me, she wanted me to save her..."
Looking at his painful expression, Ji Yan coughed a few times, then walked over and put his arm on his shoulder, "Jue, even if I have to exchange my life now, as long as I can get her back, I won't give a shit."
.But……"
Fei Sijue slowly closed his eyes and suddenly roared, "Xiao Lan——"
The roar echoed across the sky.
Qiankui Palace.
The room was pitch dark. Li Xue opened the door and walked in. The only beam of light made the man inside subconsciously narrow his eyes.
"Lie, let's have something to eat." Li Xue put the tray in her hand on the table and turned on the light.
Contrary to imagination, the house is actually very tidy.
"Did you find it?"
He spoke suddenly.
Li Xue's eyes wandered for a moment, then she turned back and smiled, "I found her. Fei Sijue has taken her back to China."
Locking her gaze tightly, it was full of oppression.
Li Xue quickly lowered her head and said, "Lie, you should eat something first."
"You're not good at lying." He said quietly, then stood up and walked to the table.
"Lie..." Seeing him eating in disbelief, Li Xue walked over excitedly, "Lie, if you want to eat anything else, I'll let the kitchen do it."
"No need." He was very quiet, a little unreasonably quiet.
After a simple meal, he put down his knife and fork, wiped the corners of his mouth, raised his eyes, and said, "Make an appointment with the doctor for me."
In the CEO's office, another violent roar came from the office.
"Uh, I'll change it right away!"
The department manager exited the office, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, sighed, shook his head and left.
Song Wen frowned and pushed the door open, "Boss,"
The man inside raised his head, with a cold expression, and glanced at him like a knife, "How is the discussion about the land in Hexi?"
Song Wen felt nervous and said bravely, "The other party hasn't relented yet. It seems that they want to raise the price."
"What about you?" Fei Sijue leaned on the back of his chair and narrowed his eyes, "You just let them do what you want without even doing anything about it?"
"I..." Song Wen swallowed, "I have been talking very hard..."
"Work hard?" Fei Sijue smiled coldly, "Working hard is something only fools do! This is what you need to do business!" He pointed to his head and said coldly, "Give me the information over there!
I’ll talk to them personally!”
"Oh," Song Wen left the office dejectedly.
Since the return of the Maha Kingdom, the boss has seemed to have changed in the past year. He is cold, irritable, working day and night, and has become a workaholic. Not only has he expanded Fei's territory, but also replaced the profits of the St. Ann Group.
The rate increased by nearly ten points!
He knew very well that his boss was trying to make him busy as much as possible. Only in this way could he forget about Miss Xia.
"What's wrong?"
A gentle voice asked from the other side.
Seeing the person coming was like seeing a savior. Song Wen immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, Miss Jian, it would be nice if you came."
Facing this face that was nearly 90% similar to Xia Lan's, Song Wen had to lament that it must be God who pitied his boss and sent Jian Luo, who was like an angel, to come to him.
Speaking of which, it happened by coincidence.
Jian Luo entered the company half a year ago. At that time, she was just a small employee. However, she was discovered by Fei Sijue at an accidental internal gathering. From then on, she suddenly became his personal secretary. In addition to
Apart from her appearance, her temperament, way of speaking, how she treats others, etc., are all very similar to Xia Lan.
Fei Sijue once sent someone to investigate secretly. Her identity and background were very simple and had nothing to do with Xia Lan. Gradually, he came closer to the reality. She was not Xia Lan, she was just a person named Jian Luo, who was related to Xia Lan.
A woman who looks like Lan.
"Haha, the president must have lost his temper again." Jian Luo smiled tenderly.
Song Wen said helplessly, "From morning to now, three department managers have been scolded and driven away."
Patting him on the shoulder, she smiled and said, "I'll go take a look."
Knocking on the door, she calmly pushed the door open and said, "President."
His gloomy face slowly calmed down after seeing her.
Handing the document in his hand to the table, Jian Luo reported carefully, "The contract with Fahrenheit Enterprises has expired. They still want to renew the contract with us, but I have analyzed their financial income and expenditure in the past six months..."
Listening to her sweet voice and looking at the face that looked so much like Xia Lan, all the uneasiness and anxiety were miraculously calmed down at this moment.
He sat there quietly, looking at her. Time turned back, as if he had returned to a year ago - the time when he had not lost her.
"President? President?"
Jian Luo called out cautiously.
Realizing that he was staring at her absentmindedly again, Fei Sijue quickly looked away and raised the corners of his mouth unnaturally, "Okay, just do as you say."
"Since the president has no objection, we will choose Taicang Group as our logistics partner in the second half of the year."
"Um."
After reporting on his work, he tidied up his messy desk simply and habitually. Fei Sijue looked down at the documents in his hands and said, "Make me a cup of coffee."
"OK,"
When she didn't have much time, she gently put on a cup of tea and whispered, "In the future, don't drink coffee. Drinking more tea is good for your health."
Fei Sijue was shaken, looked at the cup of tea, and then responded lightly.
"President, I'm out. If you need anything, call me again."
After doing all this, Jian Luo exited the office again.
The moment the door closed, Fei Sijue raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the direction in which she disappeared.
He closed his pupils slightly, put down his pen, and leaned his head on the backrest.
"Xiao Lan..." A painful murmur slipped out of his lips inadvertently. The wound in his heart that had just become numb with pain was torn open by himself again.
For a whole year, the saddest and painful moment was the moment I read her name. The heartbreaking pain was still so clear and never lessened.
After a while, he opened the drawer and took out a small electronic device. After opening it, only a silver straight line appeared on the dark screen, and no red light spot ever appeared.
He smiled bitterly, as if laughing at his own self-deception.
The tracker on her wrist should have disappeared long ago. What on earth was he expecting?