Of course, Jian Luo just cherished such a day, and never thought of leaving Jiang Yingyao.
What's more, Jiang Yingyao has become such a situation now, because of her, she can't let Jiang Yingyao go.
Jian Luo took the colored pencils and drew on the snow-white paper, making a rustling sound. As she drew, Jian Luo's tears fell on the paper, moistening the paper.
Jiang Yingyao loves her job, so why not Jian Luo.
During this period of time without work, without holding a pen, these hands become not their own.
Nothing can make up for the blankness and emptiness in my heart.
Without work, there is no sense of accomplishment, there is no money, and there is no way to survive.
Eating and drinking Lazarus, which one is free of money.
This will hold Jiang Yingyao and listen to Jiang Yingyao saying that the work is gone, and I really understand Jiang Yingyao's feelings.
She was a little afraid that Jiang Yingyao would compromise on this, and said with a trembling voice, "Or, go back to Jiang's house."
She finished speaking, covering her face, tears oozing from her fingers.
Jiang Yingyao shook his head firmly, "I won't go back, and quit my job without authorization. In their eyes, I am just a tool to inherit the Jiang family, so that the Jiang family will not fall into the hands of others."
And still can't let this tool be covered with dust. The kidnapping incident happened at the beginning, and Jian Luo was sent away, completely ignoring the feelings in his heart.
Fear that he has something to do with Jane Luo.
He doesn't want to make this tool, even if it's just a small policeman, but he lives like a person, earning money to support himself.
Jian Luo's floating heart settled a little bit.
Except for this stall, Jiang Yingyao naturally wanted to negotiate with the Jiang family, asking why the Jiang family had quit his job for him.
In this case, Jian Luo would not follow, after all, no matter how stupid she was, she knew that Mrs. Jiang wouldn't wait to see herself, and going there might make the situation more complicated.
And Jiang Yingyao was unwilling to let Jian Luo look at the faces of Jiang's family.
It's better for him to do it himself.
Jian Luo, who is at home alone, writes and draws every day, and she doesn't know where to go when she goes out.
It feels like a huge world, there is no place for oneself, and oneself has no value.
Lost and goalless, so decadent as if being abandoned by the whole world.
Without winning the Jiang family, she and Jiang Yingyao are in this state.
And the Jiang family is a huge monster. The two of them are as weak as two ants, with their manly arms blocking the car.
Dreaming at home, Jian Luo felt uncomfortable, so she went out for a walk, and walked to Ning Shu's company without knowing it.
Standing at the door of the company, I realized where I was.
I used to work in it before, and I didn’t think there was anything. Now I want to come and work in it is a very happy thing.
At exactly this time, Feiwen came out, and his secretary was by his side.
He was full of energy, and he heard a striped suit that made him feel like a fashion model. He raised his head and his chest was raised, and his shiny black leather shoes made a rubbing sound as he walked.
The thick hair was combed to the back, revealing a full white forehead, and a nice-shaped hairline, which gave him a handsome and handsome face.
This is a successful man, and his overall style and temperament are unparalleled.
Walked towards the car with slender legs.
Jian Luo felt her heart throbbing, and her voice was so loud that she couldn't move. She was afraid that he would find himself, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find himself.
Seeing the men who had lived together for more than ten years again, Jian Luo felt a sense of grievance.
It's like seeing a loved one, and the grievance in my heart can't help it, and I can't help but want to cry.
Ning Shu turned to look at Jian Luo. She had spotted Jian Luo a long time ago, standing at the gate of the company.
If she doesn't understand what she is going to do, she will see her eyes red, and her mouth will be tightly closed, as if she will cry in the next second.
Ning Shu: emmm...
To be honest, seeing Jian Luo being so hard now, she wanted to laugh.
Since you chose to go with Jiang Yingyao, why would you cry
Ning Shu walked towards her, Jian Luo was so nervous as if her heart was pinched, a little out of breath, staring blankly at him approaching, her eyes sore.
As soon as she got close, she smelled the smell on his body. She had smelled this smell for more than ten years. It was a kind of elegant and warm smell, which was warm in her heart.
Even now Jian Luo loves Jiang Yingyao in her heart, but her body has become accustomed to the taste and temperature, and she has relaxed reflexively.
I have been accustomed to a person for more than ten years. Whether it is psychological or physical, I am very dependent on this person.
Jian Luo's eyes became more sore, her vision became blurred, and tears flowed down after she couldn't hold her back.
Ning Shu raised her brows and looked at her, and asked, "Is there anything you want to do with me?"
Jian Luo was like a child, wiping tears with both hands on her face, her head shook like a rattle, her throat stuck with cotton and she couldn't speak.
"It's okay, I'll leave." Ning Shu turned around and left. Jian Luo's body was faster than her brain, and she stretched out her hand and grabbed Ning Shu's hand with both hands.
Ning Shu suddenly felt her hands sticky, Jian Luo wiped her tears with her hands, and the ghost knew if she wiped her nose.
Ning Shu quickly pulled out his hand, took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his hands.
Really!
She doesn't love Jane, and she doesn't think Jane's fart is fragrant.
There were tears and snot again, which made me sick.
Jian Luo was stunned for a moment, then retracted her hand in a hesitant manner, suppressing the feeling of grievance in her heart that she wanted to tell.
For so many years, even if it is not love, it is family affection. Seeing Feiwen is like returning home.
Ning Shu casually threw the handkerchief into the trash can by the side of the road, just like Jian Luo tore the resignation letter to pieces and threw it into the trash can.
Jian Luo's heart twitched, aggrieved and resentful in her heart, with a strong nasal voice in her voice, "I just walked here."
Ning Shu said, "When did you get married? We were together before. If you are married, I should still bless you and give you a gift."
Ning Shu spoke very calmly, so calm that Jian Luo did not hear a trace of dissatisfaction from it.
Really let go
Jian Luo even suspected that, letting go so easily, Feiwen's feelings for him for so many years have been fake.
Jian Luo's mood is actually very contradictory. If Feiwen keeps refusing to give up, she will be very distressed and guilty, but Feiwen let it go so easily, and it makes Jian Luo very uncomfortable.
She said let it go, but it was Jane Luo who was unwilling.
Ning Shu rolled his eyes, really treating me as your dad. When I was wronged outside, I came to me. I am tolerant and comfort you unconditionally.
When you babe feels better, you will run away like flying, what a big face, who will be your father.
(End of this chapter)