Chapter 1 Wedding invitation from ex and best friend
Chapter 1 Wedding invitation from ex and best friend
In the afternoon, the sunshine is very warm, but a bit dazzling. The pot of Chlorophytum outside the window is growing lush and green. The breeze blows, and the leaves make a "rustling" sound. The sunlight shines on the leaves, making them shiny green.
Looking at this pot of spider plant, Qiao Xinwei couldn't help but think of the man who gave her the spider plant, the man who walked hand in hand with her through three years of high school and four years of college. She originally planned to get married after graduation, but they broke up not long ago.
The office of the Planning Department of Yuanda Group was quiet. Some colleagues had not returned yet, and some were taking a nap on their desks. Who would have thought that a week ago, in this office, a scene of bitter love was staged.
A good show of apology.
Now, everything is as calm as if nothing happened.
Colleague Yun Qing gently knocked on Qiao Xinwei's desk, and two soft "tuk-duk" sounds brought her back from her bad thoughts.
Yun Qing handed over a courier and said in a low voice: "Don't be dazed. Here, this is your courier. I signed for it as soon as I passed the delivery room."
Qiao Xinwei gratefully accepted the courier. She thought it was important information sent by the customer, "Thank you, I'm waiting for the courier."
A sharp utility knife cut open the thick express paper bag, and Qiao Xinwei calmly took out the document inside. No, to be precise, it was an invitation, a big red wedding invitation with the words "Double Happiness" printed on it.
She held her breath, as if she had forgotten her heartbeat, and opened the invitation card with trembling hands. The names of the two people were clearly written on it - the groom Ji Xiaohai and the bride Sun Rongxuan.
Groom Ji Xiaohai, bride Sun Rongxuan, haha, one is the man she has been dating for seven years, and the other is her best friend.
Yun Qing also saw the dazzling red color, and she cursed: "This couple has the nerve to send you an invitation!"
In the quiet office, Yun Qing's suddenly amplified voice seemed extremely loud, and colleagues who were taking a nap were also startled awake.
The unhealed wound suddenly opened a new wound without Qiao Xinwei's defense, and the long-suppressed sadness flowed out continuously. Before she could clean up the mess, they sent a wedding invitation.
post.
For a week, she didn't even have enough time to lick her wounds.
This speed is too fast.
Yun Qing took the invitation angrily, tore it in half with two "scratching" sounds, and threw it into the trash can without mercy, "Xinwei, these bitches did it on purpose, don't pay attention to it."
"I...I'm fine..." She said tremblingly that I'm fine, but she couldn't help but shed tears. She got up in a panic and ran towards the bathroom. She didn't want to expose her wounds in public, let alone
Once again, I faced the sympathetic and pitiful eyes of my colleagues.
From high school to college, and then to finding a job together after graduation, she and Ji Xiaohai had been together. She thought she would never be separated from this man again in her life.
But just as she was happily preparing for the wedding and waiting to become Xiaohai's bride, an indisputable and ugly fact was laid before her eyes. She never thought that her boyfriend, whom she had trusted for seven years, would actually be with her.
Her best friend slept with her while she was working overtime. She never thought that such a bloody thing would happen to her. She believed in Ji Xiaohai so much.
"Xinwei, I'm sorry for you. Everything is my fault. Rong Xuan is pregnant. I must be responsible for her." Ji Xiaohai's confession is still fresh in his ears. A week ago, it was here that Ji Xiaohai pulled
Sun Rongxuan knelt in front of her and begged for forgiveness. In front of all her colleagues and company leaders, they knelt in front of her with tears in their eyes.
She turned on the faucet, took the water with both hands and splashed it on her face three times. The cool water covered her tears, but it could not cover her inner sorrow.
The best seven years of youth were only exchanged for a word of sorry.
After that day, Ji Xiaohai and Sun Rongxuan left the company, but she stayed despite all the doubts and pity because the leader trusted her and because the project she just took over had not yet been completed.
She could only comfort herself like this, who didn't fall in love with a few scumbags when they were young?!
It was at this moment that she suddenly realized that women should know how to love themselves more.
After tightening the faucet, she raised her head, and suddenly there was a strange and majestic man in front of her. He was standing behind her and staring at her. She was startled, turned back suddenly, and stammered: "Mr.
What's the matter?"
This man is taller than he looks in the mirror, probably over 1.8 meters. His sharp eyes are like two sharp knives. His innate majesty is suffocating, and his stiff expression at this moment reveals great curiosity.
Qiao Xinwei didn't dare challenge such authority, and she really didn't know this person. She had worked here for three years and had never seen such a serious, black-faced god who was more scary than her boss Ruan Bin.
"Is something wrong?" she asked again. It was just a woman crying in the bathroom, so she shouldn't be so curious.
The man put away his curious eyes and went to wash his hands at the sink next door without saying a word.
Qiao Xinwei looked at the man suspiciously. Putting aside his unkind expression, in terms of his image alone, he was definitely a hot commodity in the office. I am afraid that even if he searched the entire Yuanda Group, he would not be able to find a handsome guy who could compare with him.
.If his facial features had not been under the knife, they would really be regarded as the miraculous workmanship of the creator. Viewed from the side, the full forehead, high bridge of the nose, deep eyes, and even the proportions of the lips and chin are comparable.
Called perfect.
Seeing that he was silent, Qiao Xinwei asked again: "Sir, are you new here?" She reminded kindly, "You went to the wrong place, this is the women's toilet, but it doesn't matter if you went to the wrong place on the first day.
It’s good to be familiar with it.”
The man indifferently took out a tissue and wiped his hands while saying, "Miss, you must have gone to the wrong place. This is the men's restroom."
"Um...men's room?" Qiao Xinwei's heart was filled with ten thousand mud horses galloping past. She didn't forget that she was sobbing like a madman just now while throwing herself into the water. She thought there was no one in the toilet, so she turned around and looked in the mirror numbly.
In the mirror, her hair and clothes were wet, her makeup was smudged, and her dark eyeliner was smeared. What's more terrible is that her image only highlighted the man standing next to her, who looked like "
"Beauty and the Beast" scene.
Shame and embarrassment are not enough to describe Qiao Xinwei's embarrassment at the moment. After all, she has been working here for three months, and she can even go to the wrong bathroom.
The pain in her heart had not faded away, and the shame in front of her made her even more embarrassed. She quickly took out a few tissues to wipe her hands, covered her face, and ran away.