Isn't she the woman who was photographed by the media in and out of private clubs with Jiang Yunan
Yan Liang took a step back in astonishment.
Fortunately, Lu Zheng supported her in time.
As soon as Lu Zheng lowered his eyes, he saw her eyes full of confusion: "What's wrong?"
"..."
"Physical discomfort?"
Only then did Yanliang look up at him, forced a smile and shook his head.
The first floor of the villa, the connected garden and the swimming pool were all arranged as a banquet hall, full of guests. Finally, it was half an hour later when Liang Ruiqiang brought his wife to toast, and Yan Liang was about the same age as Mrs. After chatting, Lu Zheng was still a bit worried at first, but seeing that Yan Liang's face didn't show any abnormality, he left with peace of mind and went to meet his friends.
Mrs. Liang is indeed very interested in cosmetics as rumored outside, and she also talked about her intention to participate in J'appelle in the near future. Liang Ruiqiang's love for his wife is beyond words. The two women are chatting. At this moment, standing aside with a wine glass and listening silently, from time to time he shook his head with a helpless smile and looked at his wife. Until the servant of the Liang family found it and said to Liang Ruiqiang, "Miss asked you to go up."
Only then did Liang Ruiqiang hug his wife and say, "I'll leave for a while."
Finally, only Yanliang and Mrs. Liang were left here, the waiter passed them by with a tray, Mrs. Liang took two glasses of wine from the tray, and handed one of them to Yanliang: "Where did we talk just now?"
Yanliang took the wine glass with a smile, and suddenly changed the subject of the conversation: "Has Mrs. Liang ever known Jiang Yunan?"
Mrs. Liang was taken aback.
After a few seconds of silence, he took a sip of wine and coughed, before Mrs. Liang replied, "I've heard of this name, but I've never met this person. Why are you asking so suddenly?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Yan Liang also took a sip of wine, pretending to be ignorant, "You just said that you worked in a cosmetics company before you met your husband, and you mentioned the all-win sales model. According to my knowledge As we all know, the all-win sales model was pioneered by CGCM."
"..."
"I should remember correctly, right?"
"That's right." Mrs. Liang still had a smile on her lips while talking, but the smile was clearly no longer holding on.
Yanliang nodded inwardly, and said: "I just suddenly thought that Jiang Yunan was recruited by headhunters to Xu when he was the CEO of CGCM. The reason why Jiang Yunan was promoted so quickly in CGCM was that he became the founder of CGCM in the end. The only Chinese president since then is because the all-win sales model he proposed back then helped the company make a lot of money."
"Really? Such a capable person... It's a pity that I only worked in CGCM for a few months. This period of time does not seem to be the term of this Mr. Jiang."
The woman in front of her hid her emotions very well, and when Yan Liang was about to find a flaw, Mrs. Liang suddenly took the initiative to clink glasses with Yan Liang: "A friend is calling me over there, I'll go there first, let's talk later. "
Yan Liang turned her head to look behind her, and there was indeed a Caucasian man waving towards them. Yan Liang had no choice but to pay her back silently, raised her head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
∩ Xi Luzheng's protest was ineffective, and she continued on her own: "Later, I was the one who cut out this person from my heart. The process was so painful that I dare not even think about it. Do you think that since then , Is there anyone else who can live in my heart?"
Lu Zheng finally restrained his smile completely.
"You go." Yanliang said and was about to close the door.
At this moment, this situation, this situation... Everything is being sentenced, his death sentence... Seeing the door close in front of his eyes bit by bit, and the expression of the woman inside the door has gradually transitioned from original indifference to guilt. , Lu Zheng suddenly raised his hand against the door.
He had never lost his temper with her before, but this time it was a sudden outburst. Lu Zheng pushed the door open, so hard that the door slammed against the wall with a loud "bang".
Yan Liang seemed to have expected him to be like this, and even planned to accept all his possible actions in the future, yelling at her? Beat her up? He can do whatever he wants, but... What Yanliang most, most does not want is what he does next
Lu Zheng looked at her with a smile, as if he lost all anger in an instant, and all that was left was a sense of loss and helplessness: "You know? If I were still the same person I was before I met you, maybe I would just smile coldly and calm down. Without a single tree, I still have the whole forest. But... "
He seemed at a loss for words. For the first confession in his life, he was poor and cramped, like a child.
After a pause, Lu Zheng finally spoke again: "I have heard about the story of your sister and Zhou Cheng."
"..."
"Zhou Cheng... Ninety-nine percent of people will despise him, right?"
"..."
"But I... I don't know how to say it, but I can tell you right now that I am your Zhou Cheng."
"..."
"I love you, you can love without reason, without principle. Love..."
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no dignity...
Yanliang stood there speechless, she would rather not hear anything, otherwise, it would not be like this now, the calmer he behaved, the more...
Distressed.
Lu Zheng took a step forward and came to her, there was only half a step between them, and how could he bridge the invisible gap between them
He cupped her face.
He looked condescendingly at the humble him reflected in this woman's eyes...
Lu Zheng leaned forward slightly.
In the end, he just kissed her forehead.
Be humble and be careful.
"Good night."
Under Li Bo's suppression, J'appelle survived in the cracks by herself. The five-day trip to New York was her last vacation, and from then on, Yanliang was busy running around again.
Yan Liang rarely stays at home for more than three days, but no matter how busy she is, no matter which city she flies to, there is always a man who will say to her every day: Good night.
I love you without reason or principle. love...
The words are still ringing in his ears, every "good night" is a stab to Yu Yanliang's heart.
Is it necessary to cut off the scar on her heart like this, so that this heart can accept another person
For the answer to this question, Yan Liang would rather die exhausted on the desk than think about it.
J'appelle's first flagship store opened, and Yanliang didn't plan to rush back to participate in the event, so she notified the assistant and asked the vice president to cut the ribbon on her behalf. Fortunately, she completed the contract ahead of time in other places, and finally squeezed out time. Before notifying the assistant, she bought a ticket and rushed back.
Finally caught up with the ribbon-cutting of the flagship store. The master of ceremonies was presiding outside the store, and was announcing the names of the ribbon-cutting guests one by one. The vice president was about to leave the lounge when he suddenly saw Yan Liang push open the door of the lounge and enter.
Everyone present was surprised: "Boss Yan!"
Everyone else was overjoyed, only the assistant was almost panicked, but soon changed into a happy look: "Why are you back?"
Yan Liang answered with a smile, took a breath, and then went downstairs with the company's senior executives and the brand spokesperson.
The spokesperson is a top-tier star, and the flagship store has long been besieged by movie fans and the media. The scene was very lively. The emcee announced the ribbon-cutting. Yan Liang picked up the scissors from the waiter's tray and cut out the history of J'appelle. A very historic knife.
The media pressed the shutter frantically to capture this shot, and Yanliang cooperatively raised her eyes and smiled at the countless cameras.
With the sound of "crackling" shutters, Yanliang made a gesture to glance at the various media outlets, but in fact, the flash had already blinded her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly.
During the few tenths of a second when the flash light was interrupted, Yan Liang briefly recovered her sight, and there was a sea of people opposite, with light and shadows moving... Her eyes froze suddenly.
somewhere in man...
Yanliang never thought that she would meet Jiang Yunan again in this kind of place...
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The flash didn't give her time to distinguish, and it "cracked" again a few tenths of a second later, giving Yanliang a bright blank.