As soon as Jiang Shijun's words fell, the audience was in an uproar.
The screen cuts to the reporter's seat, and all the media present from all walks of life opened their mouths in amazement, and all of them looked at each other in amazement. The scene cut back to the stage, Jiang Shijun's face was almost blurred under the reflection of countless spotlights, and it was even more difficult for people to understand what the smile on the corner of his mouth meant.
The coldness in front of the TV, the frown can no longer be unfolded.
until the sound of the door opening—
Yan Liang was taken aback for a moment, and then she woke up. At this moment, the evening advertisement was playing on the TV—she had been staring at the TV for a while, not realizing that Jiang Shijun's temporary press conference had already ended.
She shivered, then turned to look at the door.
Jiang Yunan, who had just changed into his slippers, raised his head at this moment and met Yanliang's eyes.
She was at home at this point, Jiang Yunan seemed rather surprised by this: "Why did you come back so early?"
Yan Liang couldn't cheer up now, she put her hands on her forehead, and she didn't even want to sigh: "In this situation, nothing I can do will help. Why don't you just leave it alone, since it's not my turn anyway. Clean up this mess."
Jiang Yunan was taken aback, walked up to her, and put his arms around her shoulders habitually: "What stimulated you to become so negative all of a sudden?"
Yanliang was still sitting on the sofa, looking up at the man standing in front of her, suddenly she folded her arms and hugged Jiang Yunan's waist tightly.
She leaned her head on his waist. I don't want to talk, and I have nothing to say, I just hug him and hold him tightly. Now, he is the only one she can rely on...
Jiang Yunan seemed to have never dealt with this situation before, her waist was obviously stiff, but after a pause, Jiang Yunan resumed her usual calmness, and raised her hand to stroke her hair.
Only then did Yanliang pull himself together, and asked him: "How is the conversation with Lai Zhengnian and those people going?"
The Xu family is now facing such a turbulent situation, the most important thing is to stabilize the morale of the army. Apparently Jiang Yunan is also well aware of this point, it seems that today he personally lobbied, and the results are quite fruitful, so he answered very easily: "It's done."
Thinking that she was not fighting alone, especially thinking that she had such an outstanding teammate, she was finally able to let go of her helpless hands, and sat back on the corner of the sofa with her arms around her knees.
Being hugged so tightly by this woman before, Jiang Yunan's waist was already a little numb. At this moment, I was able to take off my coat, sat beside her, and heard her say calmly: "Libo Group just finished the temporary press conference, and Jiang Shijun is going to train Xu Ziqing to be his heir."
"Oh? Really?" Jiang Yunan's tone was equally calm.
This non-painful rhetorical question fell into Yan Liang's ears, but it was a bit harsh on the contrary, her slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and she looked puzzled: "Why aren't you surprised at all?"
He still said in a calm tone: "I have received the message in the car that came back."
Yanliang's tight shoulders suddenly relaxed, yes, the whole world is watching this joke made by the Xu family, and they can't hide it. But Yanliang still couldn't help feeling sorry for her, shrugged her shoulders helplessly, leaned her head slightly on Jiang Yunan's shoulder: "I don't understand."
This man is definitely an excellent teacher, and he answered her in a calm tone: "Although your father is partial to Xu Ziqing, he is definitely not old-fashioned. It is impossible to use Xu Ziqing again. On this point, you won this battle without breaking a sweat. Xu Ziqing naturally understands that it is impossible for her to climb up in the Xu family. You should know your sister's style very well. , family affection, love, man, father... these are no match for her with the word 'profit', Xu has no hope, so she will naturally look for other backers. And Jiang Shijun, he will not do something unprofitable matter, as for what exactly is he planning for Xu Ziqing..."
At this point, Jiang Yunan's words came to an unexpected and abrupt end, drawing a full stop to this unsolvable topic.
What does the old fox picture Xu Ziqing do
Young and beautiful
Or did he smell the same kind of breath from Xu Ziqing's idea of putting interests first
Yan Liang was puzzled, and shook her head in a speechless manner.
While she was still digging for other possibilities, Jiang Yunan lightly squeezed and raised her chin, blocking her thoughts like this—
"Instead of trying your best to study these things that you are destined to be unable to figure out, why don't you help your husband fill the tank with bath water." Jiang Yunan smiled at her from an eyelid's distance away, "What do you think?"
After watching the news of Libo Group's temporary press conference, Yanliang was far from the only one who sat in front of the TV in a daze for a long time.
In Zhou Cheng's apartment—
In the living room with no lights on, only the TV screen was the only light source. Zhou Cheng sat there, deaf to the sound of the TV commercials ringing in his ears. His handsome face was dappled by the light from the TV.
Zhou Cheng just sat there in a daze for a long while, lonely, until his mobile phone rang, which pulled him back from the chaotic daze.
He took the phone and looked at the word "Ziqing" displayed on the screen, feeling at a loss like never before.
Hesitating and hesitating, until the moment the phone screen was about to go dark and the call was about to be cut off, Zhou Cheng hurriedly answered it.
The phone was connected, but the two sides were silent in a tacit understanding, and neither of them wanted to break the silence at the moment.
But in the end, someone still needs to break everything first: "Shall we meet?" Xu Ziqing said.
Compared to Xu Ziqing's indifference, Zhou Cheng's confusion was a joke. He laughed and said, "I called you no less than 20 times today, but you didn't answer any of them."
Xu Ziqing fell into a brief silence again, and when he spoke again, he deliberately skipped the topic and said directly, "See you at the old place."
Then hang up. Zhou Cheng was left alone, holding his mobile phone, and listening to the busy tone that sounded later, his heart was also in a state of desolation.
This is a book bar that is open until one o'clock in the morning.
During his studies, Zhou Cheng often came here with a girl, sitting by the window for an entire afternoon. He didn't want to leave until the afterglow of the setting sun leaked through the blinds, just because the girl sitting opposite was still studying that obscure foreign language book with her head down.
Today, the book bar is still the same, the seat by the window is still the same, and the woman sitting opposite him... has lost the look he loved when he was young.
Zhou Cheng stood at the door of the book bar for a long time, and finally approached.
Xu Ziqing, who heard the footsteps, looked back and watched him take the seat opposite her.
"I listened to Jiang Shijun's statement at the press conference."
Xu Ziqing just looked at him and listened to his deliberately disguised, calm voice, while she—had never spoken.
"You have finally found a man who can satisfy all your ambitions. Congratulations." Zhou Cheng smiled, the smile was extremely bitter, even bitterer than the cup of black coffee that Xu Ziqing had ordered for him in advance.
Xu Ziqing seemed moved, but forcibly suppressed the reluctance. He just responded with a wry smile and looked directly at the embarrassed him: "My dad has already told me clearly that this is the last time he will help me. You can't be Xu's master, then I might as well strive to become Libo's future mistress... "
Zhou Cheng just laughed.
Mingming smiled calmly, but it made people feel miserable.
However, Xu Ziqing has returned to his usual clear and decisive attitude: "Jiang Shijun is now my only reliance. Zhou Cheng, I know you can understand me."
"..."
"..."
In silence, Xu Ziqing drank the last bit of coffee left in the cup in one gulp. The bitterest sip... After she finished drinking, she laughed.
Xu Ziqing took out his wallet from his bag, took out a few banknotes and put them under the bill on the table, then stood up: "I failed to invest before and had to embezzle the project funds of Secret, thank you for helping me cover up this matter , and even lied to Yan Liang for this. Thank you."
"..."
"..."
"I have already made up for the shortfall, so don't worry."
Zhou Cheng was instinctively surprised: "How can you suddenly spend such a large sum of money?"
Xu Ziqing turned around and left.
back as an answer.
Zhou Cheng has watched her leave countless times, this time... it must be the last time.
After tomorrow, for this woman, he is no longer useful, so... there is no need to meet again.
On the first day of their wedding, Yanliang was exhausted from being chased by reporters.
On the second day of the wedding, Yan Liang woke up early in the morning, and the first thought when she opened her eyes was: After yesterday's terrible, there will be no worse things today, right
At this moment, a sentence came from behind Yanliang: "It's so early in the morning, why are you so dazed?"
Yanliang turned her head and saw that Jiang Yunan had already woken up and was looking at her with a clear expression.
"Morning." She leaned over to kiss his lips as she said.
This action caused Jiang Yunan to smile softly.
This man, who has always acted vigorously and decisively, has never had the habit of staying in bed. The reason why he woke up but didn't get up to wash up was to wait for this good morning kiss.
Now that he had already waited for the good morning kiss, Jiang Yunan naturally didn't delay any longer, got up and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
They had already reached the door of the bathroom, Jiang Yunan suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to Yanliang: "Just now I called the landline at home, looking for you."
Yan Liang let out an "oh", she left the landline number to her assistant Xiao Liang, calling so early, probably there is something important to report to her.
"Xiao Liang called?" Yan Liang immediately sat up from the bed, her expression became tense, "What did she say?"
There was something hidden between Jiang Yunan's eyebrows, Yanliang couldn't see clearly because of the distance, but she heard the three words Jiang Yunan said afterwards: "It's Lu Zheng."