Wen Nuan came back to Qianyu with no emotion.
Lying on the desk, she felt extremely helpless. One person told her to break up, and the other told her to quit. What should she do? She just hoped that someone would suddenly come and tell her what the right choice was. She was afraid that she would be confused and unable to make a clear decision.
There is one road in this world that you must never take, and that is the wrong path. If you take a wrong step, the result will be crushed to pieces.
Someone knocked on her desk and she looked up.
"Call Dahua and ask them to come over at 10 o'clock next Monday morning to sign the contract." Zhan Nanxian said, his eyes falling on her damaged pink lips, and his usually cold expression visibly darkened.
She touched her lips unconsciously and said, "I bit it myself." At that moment, she forgot that he was her boss and the boundaries she had set in her heart. She couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth to pull out a smile, but failed. The smile seemed extremely forced, and there was a hint of bitterness. "Lin Lu is absolutely right."
He curled his lips in disapproval, "What did he say that you take it as the truth?"
"He said I don't understand you anymore."
Thinking back to the days when she had worked closely with him since she moved to the 66th floor, she increasingly realized that he was no longer the boy who had given his whole heart to her.
Many times at work, she and he were still in tune with each other, so tacitly understanding that sometimes she knew what he wanted just from his expression. However, that was only limited to work. Apart from that, his emotions and thoughts were so deep and unpredictable that she had no way of understanding them.
This extremely young but surprisingly rational, courageous, resolute, cold-blooded and wealthy man is definitely no longer the young man in her memory who swore to be with her for the rest of her life. When she realized this, her heart suddenly ached and tears welled up in her eyes. "I don't seem to recognize you anymore."
He leaned over and took her hand. "Do you know what the reason is?"
Her wrist was gripped painfully, and she struggled, but he held her tighter, so she could only ask, "What?"
"You care too little about me and spend too little time with me."
She dropped her eyes, too sad to speak.
Her hands were empty, and all her happiness had been lost in a disaster that should not have happened ten years ago. What could she, who was feeling guilty, use to face him? How could she dare to miss him again with the painful memories and experiences she had experienced while she was still afraid
Her silence should not have made him purse his thin lips slightly. He suddenly pulled her speechless into his office. The moment he slammed the door, he pressed her against the door and covered her with his lips. His demand was warm and eager, with a hint of anger.
In her panic and confusion, Zhu Linlu's words echoed in her mind one by one. She knew that what he said was absolutely right. She knew that she might have embarked on the path that she feared most.
However, I can only ask God to forgive me.
She had been wandering alone in the darkness for many years, and finally a ray of light appeared at the end. Maybe it was a mirage, maybe it was an illusion that she deceived herself, maybe when she finally arrived it had already gone out or drifted away - she only asked God to forgive her, please let her fly into the fire once, if the ending would really be to turn into ashes in this gradual burning, she would be willing to die.