I pulled Wang Xiaodan and walked straight towards the elevator entrance. The dim corridor lights illuminated my heart and made me feel even colder. Wang Xiaodan shook my arm gently and comforted me in a low voice, "Yan, are you okay? I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't call you over to face this kind of thing."
Maybe it was because my back was too lonely, or maybe it was because my profile was obviously stiff. Even the very nervous Wang Xiaodan noticed my bad mood. I stopped, covered my face with my hands, and said in a low voice, "Xiaodan, please help me touch up Chen Shulei's makeup, and apologize to me by the way. I want to be alone for a while."
Wang Xiaodan patted me on the shoulder, "Okay, then you should pay attention to yourself. The past is in the past. Don't torture yourself with other people's mistakes."
I buried my face and nodded randomly.
Listening to Wang Xiaodan's hesitant steps getting further and further away, until he disappeared at the end of the corridor, I slowly raised my face, and it turned out that tears had already covered my entire face.
Of course I am in pain. Compared with when I first learned about Liu Nanhao’s cheating and when I cruelly broke up with him, those pains are real wounds cut by a knife in my heart. Even though they are bloody, I can at least tell myself that it is all them. I'm sorry, at least I won't be as sad as I am now. I am so sad that I start to doubt myself, whether I really did something wrong, or whether I was not good enough all the time, which led to this ending.
Once I start to doubt or even deny something that I have always believed in and am proud of, I feel really sad.
"Ana Shen, what are you doing squatting there?" A cold voice was accompanied by muffled footsteps.
I looked up suddenly, and the person who came was also surprised.
I buried my whole face into my knees again, as if there was a hole in the ground for me to crawl into. Why did Liang Sheng catch me every time I looked so embarrassed
Liang Sheng is indeed a person who is good at observing words and emotions. He knew that I was in a bad mood and did not continue to ask any questions. Hearing the sound of the room key opening the door, Liang Sheng said, "Come in and squat there like a beggar."
Although I felt uncomfortable being ridiculed by him like this, I didn't want to squat on the ground all the time. Yuan Yushan and the others would come out at any time, and I didn't want them to see me in such a miserable state.
As for the man in front of me, he has seen me in my most embarrassing state anyway, so there is no need to worry about it.
I followed Liang Sheng into the suite at the corner. This room looked familiar to me. It had a spacious space, a simple layout, and a light gray style. The furniture configuration looked like it had been carefully selected. The facilities here were completely different from the room that Liu Nanhao had just stayed in. Same, obviously much more upscale and very personal.
"This is my room, you can sit wherever you like." Liang Sheng seemed to be able to penetrate my thoughts, explained casually and sat down on the sofa.
I lowered my head and sat down on the imperial concubine's couch next to him.
He leaned lightly on the sofa, his legs crossed casually, and his slender fingers rested on his knees, tapping them repeatedly, "Tell me, what boring thing made you cry like this again this time."
boring? To him, is it boring for me to be in love and being mistressed
Without thinking, I retorted, "Although you are my boss, you can't be so sarcastic. My things are boring, so wouldn't yours be even more boring?"
Liang Sheng was silent for a moment, his dark pupils flickering with light. After a while, he said, "Do you also think that I am the kind of, uh, playboy that the rumors say?"
"Isn't it?" I looked away, "But you are my boss, and I cannot comment on your personal life at will. Likewise, even if I am your employee, you cannot interfere with my personal feelings."
Every time he was silent, my heart tightened tighter. I admit, there is something unique about him that makes me fear him uncontrollably. Maybe it was the disparity in status, or maybe it was his formidable aura.
Liang Sheng acted very calmly, and said with a smile, "Okay, then please explain, it is working time now, you are not in the working area but you are here, why?"
I gritted my teeth, and his deep eyes looked at me without blinking, meaning that if I didn't explain well, he could fire me at any time for dereliction of duty.
Capitalists are indeed cunning.
"I" I was speechless for a moment. I didn't know how to answer. Do I want to tell him that I actually came to his door to humiliate him? "I have nothing to explain. I asked for leave before leaving my job. If you don't believe it, you can call Chen Shulei to verify."
When Chen Shulei was mentioned, Liang Sheng's brows inadvertently frowned. Everyone has troubles that they don't want to mention. Mine are Liu Nanhao and Yuan Yushan, and the one who can make Liang Sheng frown is probably Chen Shulei.
Sure enough, Liang Sheng stopped questioning him. He stood up, his hands still in his trouser pockets, and his figure was lengthened by the sunlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. He stopped in front of the window for a while, then turned around and looked at me, "Is the wound on your hand healed?"
I nodded.
He continued, "If something unhappy happens again in the future, don't hide anywhere. If word spreads, you will think that I, Yuan Sheng, abused my employees. Just come here. The password is 123567. Don't tell others the password."
I was about to refuse, but he added, "Don't let me see you squatting in a corner crying again, otherwise don't blame me for firing you."
Sure enough, as Chen Shulei said, he was so mean that he would fire employees at every turn.
I had no choice but to nod. Thinking of just finding a way to leave and leave here quickly, Liang Sheng suddenly changed the subject, "By the way, you know how to tie a tie? Help me pick out a tie from that closet."
I was stunned and murmured, "You want me to help you choose a tie?"
Liang Sheng frowned, "Aren't you a makeup artist? You don't even know how to match clothes, right?"
"Yes, yes!" I nodded repeatedly and immediately stood up and walked to the closet. Would I be stupid enough to let the big boss question my professionalism
I was shocked when I opened Liang Sheng's wardrobe. The scene in front of me has probably only been seen in movies. Maybe some women with good financial conditions and love to wear have so many clothes and accessories. I have never seen a man’s wardrobe so full and so neat.
I looked at the rows of suits and shirts, and a row of ties hanging on the right hand side, in various colors, but most of them were light or classic colors. I could tell that Liang Sheng was a very particular person, and indeed a bit conservative. people. I picked out a gray tie and turned around and handed it to him.
He made no move, looked at the tie in my hand and then at me, "It's rare that you have good taste."
I was ashamed. I just guessed that he liked light gray based on the style of the room, but he actually thought that I had the same taste as him, and even gave me a rare compliment. What kind of thinking can we use ourselves as the standard to measure others.
I didn't care about it, I held the tie in front of his eyes and motioned for him to take it. He smiled, then raised his chin slightly. I was stunned, "What do you mean?"
"Tie it up for me!" The tone of his voice that could not be refused made my heart skip a beat.
(End of chapter)