Yan Liang's hand was still on his forehead. At this moment, the man seemed to be sleeping soundly but was disturbed for no reason. He frowned suddenly and moved his shoulders. Before Yan Liang could react, he subconsciously flinched. returned.
Jiang Yunan opened his heavy eyelids, his eyes blurred for a moment, and gradually focused until he finally saw clearly who the person standing in front of him was.
His eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, but in the next second he had returned to his usual cold eyes. Jiang Yunan sat up straight, straightened his shirt collar, stood up, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and finally cast a cold glance at Yan Liang: "Let's go, let's talk while eating."
After speaking briefly, he withdrew his gaze and walked around the desk to go out. Yanliang looked at the back of him who was obviously eager to leave, and his mind was full of inexplicable questions, but he couldn't tell where the strangeness was, seeing him going out of the office but she was still standing there, Yanliang suddenly couldn't help it He opened his mouth: "Your complexion is not very good."
Jiang Yunan's back froze.
After a pause of two seconds, he turned his head to look at her, and said with a thorn in his voice, "So rare? You actually cared about me?"
All doubts were instantly dispelled by his half-smile, Yanliang laughed at himself in his heart, he lowered his head and raised his head, all emotions in his eyes and mind disappeared, Yanliang walked out coldly.
"It's so rare for you to ask me to have lunch together, even if I pretend, I should pretend to care about you."
The perfect counter. After Yan Liang's words fell, the ridicule on the man's face dissipated in an instant.
Jiang Yunan chose to eat at a restaurant quite far from the company.
In the seat by the window, Yanliang was a little restless, not because Jiang Yunan was sitting opposite her, but... She hadn't eaten here for a long, long, long time.
The same lunch time, the same seat by the window, the last time she came here was not long after she received her marriage certificate. At that time, they could not dine in the company's restaurant in order to hide their eyes and ears, but this restaurant was newly built, and the environment was quiet and no one would disturb them. She is just like now, sitting in this seat, drinking such a glass of lemon juice, while chatting with him opposite him about the morning work, while bowing her head and taking a sip of lemon juice.
As for him, he looked at her quietly and listened to her in silence. Inadvertently, a strand of hair on her forehead fell down, and he naturally reached out and brushed it behind her ear. She raised her head to look at him, and what she saw was eyes that were warmer than the bright sun outside the window—this scene clearly seemed to have happened yesterday.
But at this moment, he no longer needs to be hypocritical, and naturally he won't fix her hair. she? Not to look back so softly.
Some are just business-like: "It will be our second wedding anniversary soon. Don't you think it is necessary to throw a party to dispel the rumors that have spread all over the world?"
Yan Liang drank the lemon juice without raising her head: "Don't bring me up, your scandals have never stopped, but I've been very good lately, and I haven't made any gossip."
"Do you think that the photos of you visiting Lu Zheng in the hospital are mosaiced, and only I can recognize you? If you are so entangled with the Lu family, if Jiang Shijun feels threatened, you will not have good fruit. "
He showed such a half-smile again, what was he trying to hide? To hide his concern for her? It's a pity that she Yanliang has given up on this kind of thing, and the only response to him is sarcasm: "It seems that you have been concerned about my movements during the month when you played and disappeared. You are worried whether Jiang Shijun will deal with me Before, shouldn't you worry about it, did I cuckold you?"
Her teasing words were like a sharp dagger, piercing into the weakest part of her heart in an instant, so restrained as he was, she couldn't help stiffening her shoulders—the blood was dripping. Silently.
At this time, the waiter came to serve the food, and she missed this scene with her cold eyes. She glanced at the waiter, and when she looked back at him, everything was as usual. Jiang Yunan's gaze was like a frozen lake, without ripples or warmth : "You don't need to take care of everything. On the day of the party, just dress up and attend."
From time to time, the public relations company in charge of the party sent people to send dresses for Yan Liang to try on, but they were all returned intact—she had no intentions and no time to waste on this party aimed at showing off her happiness.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see how unfortunate her marriage is, so why should she deceive herself
On the eve of the second anniversary of the wedding, Yanliang did not expect that good things would happen again and again. The number of times Zhou Cheng was summoned by the police decreased sharply. It is not difficult to guess from Lawyer Gao's frequent visits to the police station recently - this "other" is Xu Ziqing.
Jiang Shijun finally let go, and stopped clinging to the figure of 2.56 billion. I believe he and Liang Ruiqiang will reach an agreement on the amount soon, and the signing will naturally be just around the corner.
Who would have thought that behind Liang Ruiqiang, there was another woman who was hiding behind her? On the successful day, she might buy a bouquet of flowers to visit her father, and tell him at his grave: "This daughter you hate the most has brought back the family business for you."
But before that, she still had to continue to pretend—the secretary knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Yan, the people from the PR company are here again."
It is estimated that it is to send a dress again. Yanliang just finished talking with J'appelle's manager, put down the receiver and said directly: "Let them put down their things and leave."
"Okay." The secretary was about to close the door and exit, when he suddenly screamed "Ah!" Yanliang looked up suddenly, only to see a figure pushing the secretary away and rushing in directly.
Xu Ziqing
Yanliang stood up, watching Xu Ziqing walking towards him angrily.
Xu Ziqing quickly walked to her side, almost glaring at her.
Before Yan Liang understood it, Xu Ziqing raised his hand and slapped her face.
There was a clear and loud "snap", fast and accurate, the secretary just ran after Xu Ziqing's footsteps, when he saw a large red mark on Yan Liang's side face.
Xu Ziqing wanted to slap her again in a blink of an eye, but this time Yan Liang finally grabbed her wrist. Xu Ziqing tried hard to break free from Yanliang's restraint, Yanliang had to shake his hand abruptly, but she avoided it, but Xu Ziqing fell against the table because she threw his hand away unexpectedly. Xu Ziqing stood up straight and was about to step forward, but was finally stopped by the secretary.
"Aren't you happy to see me in jail?" Xu Ziqing couldn't hurt her, so he could only scream in vain.
Yanliang looked at her indifferently: "Why are you crazy?"
"What have I done to pay for these two years? Isn't it also because you have been playing tricks behind your back? Don't think I don't know, isn't it you who reported me this time? I still think you are finally willing to stop these two years! So it was In order to find the right opportunity, stab me hard!?"
Yanliang didn't answer, the secretary tried her best to stop Xu Ziqing for her, Yanliang quickly picked up the phone and dialed the security department: "Tell two security guards to come to my office, here..."
Yan Liang was immediately interrupted by the furious Xu Ziqing: "For the Xu family owes you so much, and because Zhou Cheng begged me, I originally wanted to hide this matter for the rest of my life, but now you want to put me to death. , I might as well tell you that you have no right to punish me for the Xu family!"
Yanliang was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Xu Ziqing - she was looking down at her arrogantly.
Yanliang thought about it, turned the hands and put the receiver on the table, walked towards Xu Ziqing, raised her hand... With a sound of "Pa!", Yanliang slapped her hard.
This slap made the corner of Xu Ziqing's mouth bloody.
Xu Ziqing turned his head and was stunned for 5 seconds, then suddenly calmed down strangely, looked at Yanliang, and smiled slightly: "Dad wrote clearly in the last letter he left me, that you are not his child at all."
The whole world is instantly quiet... Late at night is suitable for getting drunk.
Yan Liang is lying on the edge of the bar, with his head lowered and his eyes downcast, with an empty wine glass in his hand.
The melodious sounds and chaotic light of the night scene wove a fine net, engulfing her.
Next to my ear was Xu Ziqing's voice, which echoed over and over again: "When your mother found out that Dad had my mother outside and gave birth to me, she was so angry that she had a miscarriage. You were just adopted by your mother to hide the truth. Dad doesn't expose your mother and daughter because he feels that he owes your mother so much."
"..."
"Didn't you always think that I'm a bastard and look down on me? Actually—" Xu Ziqing poked her shoulder with his fingers fiercely, "—you are!"
"..."
"I also read that letter to Zhou Cheng. If you don't believe me, you can question him."
"..."
"You're not Papa's daughter at all."
"..."
"Don't you think it's ironic? I, the real blood of the Xu family, don't want to take revenge, I just want to live a stable life, but you, you have taken the happiness of your life to avenge the Xu family..."
"..."
"idiot!"
She finally pulled up the last bit of strength, tremblingly took out the mobile phone from her bag, and after calling out Zhou Cheng's number in the address book, she wanted to press the dial button, but her fingers were shaking badly. She shook her head vigorously and wanted to After waking up, it is a pity that I still can't see the phone screen clearly.
The bartender poured another glass for her, and seeing her obsessed look, he couldn't help but ask, "How can I help you?"
Yan Liang raised her head extremely slowly, and hiccupped: "Help me... call, call, give... him..." Yan Liang lost his strength as soon as he finished speaking, and fell drunk on the bar counter.
After waiting dazedly for an unknown amount of time, Yan Liang rushed to a jolt, and in a half-waking state, someone helped her off the high chair.
A moment later, Yan Liang was put on the car. The co-pilot's door slammed shut next to her ear.
Yanliang vaguely heard that person get into the driver's seat, the car is about to start, where are you going to take this drunk? The last trace of clarity left in Yan Liang's mind made her subconsciously panic, but she couldn't open her eyes desperately. The man came over to fasten her seat belt for her, and the familiar breath broke through the smell of alcohol in the car and invaded Yan Liang's car. The tip of the nose—the other party's breath is familiar to her.
"Zhou Cheng?" She murmured.
The other party's hand covered the back of her hand and shook it vigorously, as if answering her: "It's me."
This finally made Yan Liang feel at ease.
The car started.
Yanliang turned her head, put her arms around the seat belt, and suddenly smiled: "Is what she said true?"
No one paid any attention to her talking to herself. In the closed compartment, except for her smell of alcohol and ravings, the driver was so quiet that he didn't exist at all.
Yanliang thought of how Zhou Cheng would hold back his silence at this moment, and the smile kept hanging on his lips without even fading. But even she herself didn't know how bitter her smile was: "Then what's the point of my existence?"
"..."
He didn't answer.
"I resented my father and sister throughout my childhood and adolescence... Only now told me that he is not my father, and she is not my sister..."
Yanliang was still smiling, almost in a drunken silliness, silently, a tear slipped from the corner of her tightly closed eyes, and slid across the smile on the corner of her mouth.
"I used to think that my mother wronged her to maintain the integrity of the family because of me... Now she told me that I was just a pawn she used to keep her position as the head of the house..."
It turns out that tears can flow continuously without a valve.
"If I wasn't the Xu family's daughter, what would I be like now?"
"..."
"Poverty? Living on the streets? Becoming a particularly ordinary person? Live your life in a mediocre but contented way?"
"..."
"In that case... I don't have to be jealous of Xu Ziqing and go crazy with jealousy; I don't have to hide in New York to study for so many years, and I can't go home when I have a family; I don't have to give up the job I really like; I don't have to be the current dark and hateful person." Hot and cool."
Alcohol is really a good thing, it evokes everything she dared not admit when she was sober: "In that case... Jiang Yunan wouldn't go out of her way to get close to me, wouldn't have so many tender traps, and I wouldn't... wouldn't fall in love with him …”
The car came to a sudden stop.
Zhou Cheng was still such a gentle man, he held her chin gently with his hand, did the tears on her face make his fingers tremble uncontrollably? But Yanliang couldn't feel this anymore, she was still immersed in her own words: "If I hadn't met him, would I...be happier? Or, be more unfortunate..."
The cool voice was swallowed fiercely—her lips were grabbed.
This man kissed her so hard and desperately... There was no warmth, and all thoughts were lost.
As if a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, Yanliang suddenly realized at that moment that this man...he is not Zhou Cheng! ! !
Yanliang felt that she had tasted the saltiness of tears, but she didn't know whether it was her own tears or the other party's. But the alcohol has paralyzed all other senses, Yanliang didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, before she could tell who the man who was hugging her so deeply and kissing with no retreat was, she was completely drunk die past.