The next day, when Wen Jiaren woke up, Jiaxue was already standing in front of the window, staring at an inexplicable place in a daze.
Feeling that Wen Jiaren had woken up, Jiaxue turned around and said again: "He's gone."
"Huh?" Wen Jiaren looked confused.
"It was so windy last night that he actually stayed downstairs in your house all night. He might have suffered from frostbite."
"who?"
"Li Nian..." Jiaxue looked at Wen Jiaren helplessly, then nodded Wen Jiaren's head and said, "Actually, I think what's going on between you is that you are wrong."
"Okay, let's pack up and go to work." Jiaxue walked into the bathroom first.
Wen Jiaren stood in front of the window in shock, looking downstairs. After thinking for a long time, she finally took out her phone and sent a text message to Li Nian - thank you.
Li Nian, who was originally sitting in the office at this time and had not slept all night, was a little listless.
He heard the ringtone of his cell phone and felt a little irritated.
However, when I opened it, I saw that it was from Wen Jiaren, and there were only two words: thank you.
At that moment, Li Nian seemed to suddenly become energetic. Facing the text message, his eyes became gentle.
However, that tenderness was replaced by helplessness in an instant.
With just two words, he felt that he was completely defeated by Wen Jiaren.
The company Wen Jiaren works for is neither big nor small.
The annual annual meeting was also held.
"Master Nian, would you like to attend the Huafeng Group's annual meeting tonight?" Zhu Ye walked in with the invitation in hand. After hesitating for a long time, he still asked.