two years ago.
Sunshine, bright sun.
Under the clear sky, a large passenger plane was driving steadily, drawing a ripple of airflow in the clear light blue.
The sun was getting stronger and stronger outside, Yanliang had to pull down the shade, held the side of the mirror, and continued to process the documents on the table.
It was lunch time, and the stewardess prepared meals for the guests one by one.
The dining car quickly came to Yan Liang's side, the stewardess leaned over to set the knife and fork for her, but when she saw the table full of documents, the stewardess was in trouble.
Yan Liang, who was outlining the important data, had to put down her pen, raised her eyes and said to the stewardess: "I just need a cup of coffee, thank you."
The stewardess nodded with a smile, poured coffee and handed it to her.
Yanliang was about to take over, when the cabin suddenly jolted.
The flight attendant's hand holding the cup was unsteady, and half a cup of coffee was spilled on the document.
Yan Liang hurriedly reached out to protect her, the scene fell into a brief chaos, some of the documents that Yan Liang urgently wiped out were finally spared, but her clothes were already covered with a lot of dirt.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The stewardess hastily handed over the towel.
At this time, the captain also broadcast a notice: the plane will have a short turbulence, please fasten your seat belts.
At least Yanliang wiped the coffee off the documents as quickly as possible. Seeing a few documents falling down the aisle at the back, Yanliang ignored the ticking coffee on her body, took off her seat belt, and got up to pick it up.
But there were two hands, and she picked up the document first—
It was a passenger sitting diagonally behind her.
The first thing Yanliang saw was the lean arm exposed from under the shirt rolled up to the elbow, wearing a famous watch, with slender fingers. She reached out to take the document to say thank you, but froze before she could speak.
Because when her eyes followed the man's arm and looked up to the man's face, she clearly saw that the man was reading her documents quickly.
He was sitting, Yanliang was standing, from Yanliang's perspective, although she couldn't see the whole face of this person, she did clearly catch the two sharp eyes of the other party staring at the document.
The inexplicable Yanliang could only cough dryly, stretched out his hand to signal him to return the document, and deliberately emphasized the tone: "Thanks—thanks—"
The man just raised his head.
It's not just sharp, it's just... a dormant eagle—
This is the only feeling Yan Liang feels when his eyes meet.
But immediately, the sharp eyes softened, he smiled slightly, and handed back the documents together.
Yan Liang quickly returned to her seat, after putting away the documents, she couldn't help turning her head back. At this time, the passenger diagonally behind was eating with her head bowed. She looked like a handsome stranger.
Was that scene just her illusion? Yan Liang shook his head to himself.
The plane landed three hours later, and the journey across the ocean was finally over.
Crowded airport lobby.
Yanliang strode towards the luggage claim area, with black hair and red lips, expressionless face, black high heels making a "da da" sound when stepping on the marble floor, full of style, but the dried coffee stains on the one-piece dress made her feel uneasy. People are a little embarrassed.
Yanliang soon got her luggage. She originally planned to go to the bathroom to change into clean clothes after picking up her luggage, but was stopped by a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes on the way.
"What's the matter?" She had a bad attitude when she was in a hurry.
The man turned his probing eyes away from her face, and took out a pair of glasses from his bag: "Is this your thing?"
Yan Liang was taken aback.
Look carefully at the glasses, they are really hers.
"Found it on the plane."
Yanliang's glasses are not highly prescribed, and she only wears them during office hours. After the incident at lunchtime, she didn't look at the documents anymore, so she didn't know when she lost her glasses.
Yan Liang pretended to smile, and was about to thank her and take the glasses, but unexpectedly, they were handed to her together with the glasses, and a business card.
"If there are no accidents, we will meet again soon."
Yan Liang only wanted to leave as soon as possible, and didn't pay much attention to the man's weird words. She took the business card and only glanced at it for a moment, then nodded slightly to say goodbye, and left in a hurry, leaving the man who hit on the same place to watch the whole way.
And she, going out of the international hall to the sensor door, didn't take two steps to see the trash can, just in time to throw the business card into it.
Just as he was about to look up after throwing away the business card, a familiar voice came from his ear: "Yan Liang!"
Yan Liang paused.
Following the prestige, he saw Zhou Cheng standing at the gate at a glance.
He waved at her, with short hair and a capable smile.
Yanliang's always cold expression finally showed a hint of emotion, and his pace quickened, and he walked up to him in a while: "My face is so big, please, Manager Zhou, come to pick me up in person?"
Her teasing earned Zhou Cheng a helpless smile: "It's only been a year since I saw you, but your mouth is getting sharper."
"It's only been a year since I saw you, and you're getting more and more handsome."
The weather was sunny and the sunlight was charming, but the smile of the man in front of him was warmer than the sunshine. Yan Liang looked around to dispel some evil thoughts in his heart: "By the way, where is Uncle Zhou? He was responsible for picking me up before."
"My dad sent his wife to the hospital to see the old man. I'm on vacation today, and I just happened to be your one-day driver instead of my dad." He said that he had taken her luggage and walked towards the parking space.
In another parking space not far away, a luxury car was parked quietly. The window glass was as black as ink like the eyes of the man sitting in the back seat.
He was looking out of the window, looking lazy, but his gaze was like an eagle, resting his chin on the edge of the window with one hand propped up, the metal case of the famous watch on his wrist was not as cold as his face.
The man who chatted with Yanliang before walked out of the sensor door on the other side, quickly got into the car, turned around and said to the man in the back seat: "Mr. Jiang, I have returned the things for you."
The man in the back seat nodded silently. Seeing the man and woman getting into the car not far from the window, Fang looked away and told the driver in a low voice, "Drive."
Zhou Cheng started the car and asked her, "How about the company's operating information I sent you?"
"I've been watching it on the plane, and I've almost finished it."
"The company is very chaotic now, you have to get familiar with it as soon as possible. By the way, do you want to go home first or go directly to the hospital to visit the old man?"
Yan Liang sat in the passenger seat, Yan Yang was blocked outside, and her face turned dark: "How is my dad doing now?"
"I had a stroke last week, and I've been staying in the hospital, and my condition is fairly stable."
Zhou Cheng drove away at a faster speed, as if he just remembered something important, looked at Yan Liang through the rear view mirror, and then continued: "Your sister is also in the hospital."
He looked at her pointedly, which made Yanliang very uncomfortable, and silently turned his head in response.
"Yan Liang, stop targeting her, okay? It's all for my sake."
Yan Liang smiled, but the smile in her eyes was gone: "Zhou Cheng, Xu Ziqing is a goddess in your eyes, but in my eyes she is just... a bastard."
Yanliang finally chose to go home, so as not to go to the hospital and cause any family conflicts.
During the ten-hour flight, she spent most of the time looking at documents, and she was exhausted. Now she took a comfortable bath, lay on the sofa and watched TV, and finally felt a little bit of comfort.
Yanliang took the remote control and switched randomly, stopped at a certain local station, watched the new product advertisement of Floating Life Like a Dream, and then switched to the local news station.
The anchor's relaxed voice immediately sounded: "Xu, which once developed high-end skin care brands such as Floating Life Like a Dream, has lost its glory in recent years, and now it is facing a difficult juncture with the stroke of the chairman Xu Jinfu. People familiar with the matter revealed that Xu Jinfu has already approached suitable management talents through headhunting companies, and intends to change the management of the company to professional managers, so as to break Xu's consistent family business model... "
Yanliang was staring at the TV with frown deeply, when suddenly the door opened, Yanliang immediately switched to the entertainment station.
Lying lazily on the sofa, he looked up at the woman who was opening the door and came in: "Mom."
Seeing Yanliang's appearance, Mother Yan's face immediately sank.
"Even Zhou Cheng knows to visit your father in the hospital. You're lucky. You can hide and watch these when you return to China—" Yan's mother glanced at the chattering TV program, "—a mess."
Yan Liang simply turned off the TV, stood up and put on her slippers, and poured a glass of water for Yan's mother to relieve her anger: "Don't you hate seeing Xu Ziqing's mother the most? I heard from Zhou Cheng that Xu Ziqing and her mother were both in the hospital. I thought they were there Now, you will definitely not take half a step into the hospital gate."
"Isn't it for you? You also know that your father loves Ziqing. I sent you to study for an MBA abroad so that you can inherit the company in the future. Fortunately, your father suffered a stroke and the company was in chaos. Ziqing went straight into the decision-making process." Layer. I told you to go back to China immediately because of the current situation. It is very likely that whoever has done the most filial piety will be mentioned by your father. What about you? Even if you are pretending, you have to go to the hospital to see if your father is right? What if When the time comes, the company will fall into the hands of Ziqing and her mother, and you will regret some of it."
"Yes, yes, yes! You are right! You have worked so hard!" Yan Liang begged for mercy, and pushed Yan's mother out of her bedroom, "Aunt Liang made soup, daughter, can I accompany you downstairs to drink soup?"
"Don't play tricks with me. If you really want to save me from worrying, get started with the company's affairs quickly, so that I won't be laughed at, saying that I didn't fight that wild woman back then, and today I let that illegitimate daughter ride on me. My daughter is domineering. If that's the case, where will I save my face?"
"I'll do whatever you say, the head office, right?" Yanliang said so, and finally extinguished her mother's resentment.
In the end, the Yanliang soup was not finished, and he was sent directly to the hospital.
In the special ward, the corridor is decorated like a five-star hotel, Yan Liang saw Zhou Cheng leaning on the railing as soon as he stepped out of the elevator. She quietly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.
Zhou Cheng turned his head and saw that it was her, he was quite surprised: "Didn't you say you won't come to the hospital today?"
Yanliang could only shrug her shoulders helplessly: "Why are you staying in the corridor? Why don't you go into the ward?"
"The old man is meeting with the professional managers that the headhunting company intends to poach, let's avoid it for a while."
"who?"
Zhou Cheng kept secret: "A powerful character."
Yanliang recalled the news she saw at home: professional managers, changes in the family business model... All kinds of unfavorable news made her speculate secretly for a long time, and then calmly brought up another topic: "Where is Xu Ziqing?"
"Send her mother down for a ride, and she'll be back later."
Seeing Yanliang distracted, he had no choice but to repeat the old tune: "Yanliang, don't target her, huh?"
Yanliang came back to her senses, her tone was contemptuous: "Why do you all think that I am targeting her, and not she is targeting me?"
Before he could say another word, Yanliang turned around and left.
Let him call her name from behind without stopping for a moment.
The road to Yuanjia is narrow, Yan Liang never expected that he would meet Xu Ziqing who was returning at the elevator entrance.
The elevator door opened, and the two people inside and outside the door were stunned when they met each other.
Xu Ziqing came to his senses first, got out of the elevator, and immediately looked Yanliang up and down: "What? Are you willing to come back?"
Yan Liang frowned: "You don't seem to be qualified to talk to me in this tone."
"I'm asking you on behalf of Dad. You didn't go home during the Chinese New Year last year, but now you rush back when there is chaos at home. It's hard not to think that you want to take advantage of the chaos."
Yanliang bypassed her and left, but was stopped: "Why did you just leave?"
"If you don't want me to slap you like last time, get out of the way now."
Xu Ziqing smiled: "If you don't tell me, I forgot, but I really want to thank you for that slap. No, how could I cry to Dad for so many shares?"
Yanliang couldn't help clenching her teeth.
"You don't know how angry your mother was at that time. She was willing to let my mother in because she reached an agreement: I can't compete with you for shares. But you, a slap ruined your mother's hard work for so many years , if I were her, I would be pissed off by you."
Yanliang laughed back. What is different from Xu Ziqing's elegant face is that her pretty facial features, when she smiles like this, seem almost domineering: "Don't you know that a man has a natural compensatory mentality for the second wife's child? He owes you There are so many, and you can’t even give your mother a name. When you were young, you followed your mother home to visit relatives every year. When was it not pointed out by others? I absolutely agree with paying some money to make up for it. Another example is Zhou Cheng, you Why do you think he is kind to you, not pitying you?"
The cluster of anger in Xu Ziqing's eyes was very beneficial to Yanliang.
But in the next second, Yanliang couldn't laugh anymore—
"Speaking of Zhou Cheng, I have something to tell you—" Xu Ziqing paused deliberately, "—he proposed to me."
At that moment, Yanliang felt his hands and feet were icy cold.
There was too much pride in Xu Ziqing's eyes: "But don't worry, I won't promise him, and of course I won't let him go. This man hurts my sister's heart so much. I will tie him by my side for the rest of my life, and I will treat you as well." Benefits aren't they?"
Yanliang finally couldn't hold it back, and raised her palm up.
Zhou Cheng is her Achilles heel...
But this slap failed to land on Xu Ziqing's innocent face in the end—
Yanliang's wrist was held back.
She looked at the hand blocking her in surprise.
With thin arms, she wore a watch that she had seen before.
Yan Liang suddenly raised her head—
Make a pair of eyes.
It was the man I met on the plane.
He has a pair of unforgettable eyes.