Ji Anan lowered his head and swallowed with tears in his eyes.
Beiming Shaoxi clicked on another photo frame of the most regretful moment, that is, the spaceship, the divorce ceremony...
Ji Anan is afraid that if she continues to watch this, she will really lose her temper. She must have a strong heart to endure this kind of test!
"Uncle Beiming, is this your ex-wife?" She broke the ice in the office.
"..."
"You look a bit like me." Ji Anan tried his best to smile. "Is it because of this that you are willing to take me in?"
Beiming Shaoxi's back was stiff and his face was cold.
"No wonder you called me Ji An'an and thought of me as her several times... How is that possible? I'm still so young, how much do you miss her to admit your mistake like this!"
Beiming Shaoxi listened to her trying to clarify their relationship, and his heart felt like it was being cut by a hacksaw.
"You said there was no divorce, only widowhood. Could it be that she...is already dead?"
Beiming Shaoxi's hand slammed on the table: "Shut up!"
"..."
All the web pages on the computer screen were closed. Beiming Shaoxi opened a worksheet file, "From now on, become familiar with the company's business and memorize these reports!"
As long as Ji Anan closes his eyes, he will see the lonely wedding photo of Beiming Shaoxi, a photo of him alone without the bride.
Perhaps she was used to the pain, but she held back a tear...
For the whole afternoon, they were relatively speechless.
…
After finishing his work in the evening, Ji Anan leaned against the car window and saw the bustling cityscape in front of his eyes.
The car did not go home, but made a big circle and drove to the city center.
Ji Anan suddenly remembered that Beiming Shaoxi once made a grand confession to her on this commercial street.
The Bentley RV cut through the busy flow of people and walked at a very fast speed in the streets. The scenes from that year flashed through Ji Anan's mind like a movie.
The earth-shattering events of the past were still vivid in her mind, as if she was being thrown back in time...
Beiming Shaoxi fell to the ground covered in blood, took out the ring and begged her to marry him.
Ji Anan finally couldn't hold back his tears and dripped down from the corners of his eyes.
She leaned her face against the car window to prevent him from noticing.
Beiming Shaoxi looked out the window with a blank face. In fact, he had countless ways to force her.
Force her with death, force her with children.
If she is really Ji Anan, he has too many extreme ways to expose her.
But Beiming Shaoxi didn't want to force her. If he used force, everything would be back to the starting point.
Just like when he caused a car accident and forced her to marry him, she agreed, but what was the result?
Aunts on the street are selling silk flowers. Ever since the night of Beiming Shaoxi’s confession, the beautiful rose-red flowers have become the favorite of this street.
Many couples love to visit this street and must buy a silk flower to take back.
Beiming Shaoxi lowered the window and threw down a U.S. dollar bill without any change.
A whole basket of silk flowers fell into his hand, and the aunt hurriedly thanked him.
Beiming Shaoxi casually stuffed the flowers into Ji Anan's arms.
Ji An'an shuddered, and the scarlet color burned her eyes like flames.
The Bentley bypassed the street and drove to the Nepali Hotel.
"Uncle, are we going to eat out today? What about little Ai Xi and Leo?"
"You are not their mother, take care of yourself." Beiming Shaoxi stepped out of the car with long legs and pulled her out of the car.
Ji Anan's face was clean and her eyes were shining like stars as she looked at him.