Jiang Zhi was not going to quarrel with Jiang Suining in the bathroom, so he turned around and left after saying this.
Jiang Suining blocked her way. She crossed her arms and looked at her with a leering attitude. She smiled and asked lightly: "Does Shen Luyan love you?"
Jiang Zhi's body stiffened.
She knew better than anyone that Shen Luyan didn't love her.
There is only physical pleasure in bed.
To meet his needs.
He may have insignificant feelings for Song Yunlan and the others, maybe he likes their faces, or maybe he likes their personalities.
In every romantic relationship, there is at least some sympathy.
Only to her, she is a work partner who fulfills the contract, an actor pretending to be a husband and wife, but there is no love.
When he was in school, Chen Luyan had several rumored girlfriends before he fell in love with Jiang Suining.
Without exception, they are all very beautiful women with outstanding figures.
He doesn't like girls who are quiet and have no personality.
Shen Luyan has always admired people who are as warm and gorgeous as red roses.
Jiang Zhi raised his expressionless face: "It doesn't matter whether he loves me or not, I don't care."
Jiang Suining laughed deeply: "Really?"
As she spoke, Jiang Suining took two steps forward. She was wearing high heels and was taller than Jiang Zhi.
She bent down slightly and leaned against Jiang Zhi's ear, her red lips slightly raised: "That love letter that was posted on the blackboard in high school was written by you, right?"
Jiang Zhi clenched his fingers hard to keep from losing his composure.
This happened a long time ago.
It was so long that she almost forgot.
Before graduation, Jiang Zhi mustered up the courage to write a letter of confession and stuffed it into Shen Luyan's drawer when no one was paying attention.
They went to an aristocratic school, and there were no surveillance cameras in the classrooms.
Later, Shen Luyan threw the letter into the trash can.
There are so many people chasing him, and I can’t even count the girls who stuffed love letters into his drawer.
I don't know who picked up the letter she wrote.
Her name was cropped out and pasted on the blackboard.
The classmates in the class burst into laughter and commented sharply on a confession letter written by an adolescent girl.
Some people even deliberately read out the disgusting contents of the letters.
Liking someone seems to be a mistake in their eyes.
The brave and passionate love of a girl is used as a means of humiliating others.
Jiang Zhi looked at her, "Did you post it?"
Jiang Suining did not admit it, "Who knows."
She smiled again: "It's so pitiful. Shen Luyan will never look down on people like you."
Humble, lowly, worthless.
Jiang Suining saw her face gradually turning white as he wished, he breathed a sigh of relief and left the bathroom proudly.
Of course she looked different in front of Shen Luyan.
Gentle and kind, lively and cheerful, with a bit of a temper.
Jiang Suining entered Shen Luyan's office without knocking.
She boldly closed the computer in front of him and spoke as if she was being coquettish: "I put on such beautiful makeup today, but you don't even look at me at all?"
Shen Luyan raised his eyes, as if he really looked at her makeup carefully: "She is more beautiful without makeup."
Jiang Suining remembered that Shen Luyan once said that he liked her appearance without makeup. He was very rigid when he was a rigid person. He liked to be extremely charming and clean and pure.
Jiang Suining's eyes turned red, and Shen Luyan always felt sorry for her tears.
She is also good at showing weakness to him, "Shen Luyan, do you not like me anymore?"
Shen Luyan raised his eyes and reminded her in a gentle voice: "Jiang Suining, do you need me to help you remember that it was you who abandoned me first?"
Isn't Jiang Suining out of touch?
She has long since regretted it to death.
From then on, Jiang Suining understood that Shen Luyan would not be controlled.
She drooped her face and shed tears pitifully.
After a while.
The man sighed and handed her a clean handkerchief, "Stop crying."
Jiang Suining was already crying so hard that tears fell down one by one.
Shen Luyan looked at her with deep eyes: "Crying and wearing makeup will make you look bad, and your eyes will be swollen tomorrow."
Jiang Zhi really didn't want to enter the president's office again.
But the less you think about something, the more you want something to happen.
Jiang Zhi took the documents that needed to be signed and pushed open the glass door, only to reveal a small gap.
Separated by a door.
She happened to hear what Shen Luyan said.
Jiang Zhi was distracted for a moment and still remembered the nights a few days ago.
Shen Luyan looked at her tears indifferently and said in a calm tone that tears could not solve the problem.
