Rolling Love

Chapter 9

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The group disbanded on the spot at the airport and left one after another to enjoy a rare day of vacation. Only Secretary Li stayed behind, busy calling to check if Jiang Yunan's driver had brought the car.

Yan Liang leaned on a cane and walked towards the passage leading to the parking lot. Xu Ziqing deliberately slowed down and accompanied her attentively.

If she is really a good sister, she has already started to fight for her sister's rights before leaving the airport: "Mr. Jiang, Yan Liang has been hurt like this, can you grant her a period of leave so that she can rest at home?"

At this time, Jiang Yunan's smile was slightly alienated: "It depends on what Yanliang herself means. If she wants to ask for leave, just notify the personnel directly, and I will approve it."

Yu Bi glanced at Yan Liang, but his eyes were not so pure.

"Really?" Xu Ziqing's tone was paused for a moment by Jiang Yunan's glance towards Yanliang, and then he regained his smile, "By the way, Mr. Jiang, is it convenient for you? .”

"today?"

"Yes." Xu Ziqing took good care of him and added, "Is Secretary Li also with me?"

While talking, they had come to the parking lot.

In addition to the drivers of both parties, there were four people in total. Secretary Li trotted to Jiang Yunan's car early and opened the door for Jiang Yunan.

However, Xu Ziqing seemed to have a problem with the seat arrangement. Yanliang had a bad leg and had to sit in the back seat alone. Xu Ziqing didn't speak, but Xu Ziqing's driver, Xiao Lin, spoke first: "Why don't we do this, the second lady takes my car, and the eldest miss Mr. Jiang's car?"

Xu Ziqing thought for a while, and seemed to agree with such an arrangement, but she behaved very decently, first asked Jiang Yunan's opinion: "It's convenient for me to sit in your seat..."

Xu Ziqing did not expect that his words would be interrupted suddenly—

"You don't have to go to the company today?"

Yan Liang looked back at Xu Ziqing and asked.

She who had been cold and silent all this time suddenly became concerned about Xu Ziqing, Jiang Yunan suddenly frowned and laughed, looking at Yanliang, obviously with a trace of disbelief.

Xu Ziqing was probably also very surprised, but he quickly returned to smiling: "In order to pick you up, I asked for leave."

Finally, he turned to Jiang Yunan and continued, "Can you let me sit in your car?"

Although Jiang Yunan made a gentlemanly gesture of please, but when Xu Ziqing was the first to walk towards his car, his steps slowed down on purpose. In the next second, everyone heard Yan Liang say: "Boss Jiang, we may have to go back to the company first. I have a document for you to sign."

"Is it?"

Although the tone was puzzled, Jiang Yunan didn't seem surprised at all, and the smile that followed immediately seemed to have expected her to say that. Yanliang didn't wait for his consent, she had already walked towards Jiang Yunan's car, passed by Xu Ziqing who was frozen there, and got in without looking sideways.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Xu, Secretary Li will go there first in your car, and I'll go there with Yanliang later." Jiang Yunan finished speaking, and then got into the car.

Xu Ziqing was standing outside the car door, and Yan Liang closed the car door forcefully in front of her.

The car drove away, and Xu Ziqing's embarrassed face quickly disappeared in the rearview mirror.

Accelerate smoothly all the way.

In the unusually quiet carriage, Jiang Yunan's voice suddenly rang out: "You really ruined the chance she spent so much time to be alone with me with one trick."

Yan Liang occupied the entire back seat, and the leg that was cast was placed horizontally on the bench. Hearing this, she raised her eyes, just in time to meet the eyes of Jiang Yunan who was sitting in the passenger seat in the rearview mirror.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you mean by that? Why can't I understand?"

Jiang Yunan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Yes, it turns out that you also know your sister's tricks of pretending to be stupid."

Yanliang pulled her lips meaningfully and smiled dryly as an answer.

Unexpectedly, he didn't finish his sentence: "To be honest, I really like your sister's personality more. No matter how vicious the thoughts in my heart are, I can always smile at you on the face. As for you, you are too consistent in appearance and inward, and sooner or later you will suffer a lot. .”

Yanliang felt contemptuous in her heart.

After a pause, he said, "Mr. Jiang, then you have misunderstood my sister. She is really kind-hearted."

Seeing Jiang Yunan shaking his head silently, Yanliang suddenly smiled coquettishly, and even his voice was a little sweeter: "It's me, don't you be afraid that I'm actually playing with my personality in front of you, and I'm actually trying to attract your attention?"

"If your purpose is really to get my attention, then I can tell you plainly that you succeeded." His gaze, expression, and voice all softened, "Very successful."

How can a man, speaking teasing words, make people feel so... tender

Yan Liang, unable to resist, could only choose to avoid his gaze.

After a long time, until the car had driven into the urban area, Yanliang finally regained the frequency he should have in his heart: "Just find a block and put me down."

Jiang Yunan's immediate doubts were very resembling: "Didn't you say that there are documents for me?"

Yanliang sighed inwardly, in terms of disguise, how could she be this man's opponent

"Stop pretending, you knew that was my excuse to drive her away."

Jiang Yunan responded with a low laugh.

The car stopped at a street where there were many taxis, Jiang Yunan helped her get out of the car, Yan Liang said unprecedentedly: "Thank you."

In just two words, Jiang Yunan's originally superficial smile seeped into his eyes, "Aren't you going to participate in your family's family banquet?"

"I never attend family dinners."

With an expression of willingness to listen to the detailed explanation, Yanliang hesitated, and finally said: "I'm afraid that if I see two women sitting at the same table eating as the same man, I will feel so sick that I will want to vomit. "

After Yan Liang finished speaking, she waved her hand to stop a taxi.

Jiang Yunan stood by the car door, watched the limping figure get into the taxi, and then sat in the car again.

He sat with a sullen face, and did not tell the driver to drive for a long time. The driver could only observe his words from time to time, and suddenly saw the fleeting sadness in the eyes of this always cold man.

The driver recalled what Yanliang said just now, and sighed in response to the situation: "Living in this kind of family is very unfortunate."

"So, shouldn't the culprit who caused these misfortunes go to hell?"

Jiang Yunan said quietly.

His voice was so soft, and there was no trace of warmth in his expression, which frightened the driver for a moment.

Jiang Yunan seemed to realize what he had just said, and quickly came back to his senses, and smiled: "Let's drive."

The success of the cooperation case has taken up a lot of media coverage due to the various dredging efforts of the public relations department. The effect of the hype is obvious, and the company's stocks that have continued to slump have rebounded a lot.

Three months later, the company's anniversary celebration coincided with Johnny Welle's trip to China. Under Jiang Yunan's request, the company's public relations department distributed invitation letters to the media and planned to hold a big event.

Xu Jinfu's condition finally stabilized, Yan Liang also removed the plaster cast, the timing was just right, and both of them could attend the anniversary celebration, smashing the long-standing rumors of feud between father and daughter.

Xu Jinfu sent Aunt Liang to deliver a lot of dresses to Yanliang's apartment.

Aunt Liang has been helping Xu's family for decades, and she is considered the elder with the best relationship with Yanliang. Xu Jinfu sent her to be a peacemaker because of this level of consideration.

But Yanliang didn't buy it, and excused her to work overtime for a long time. Aunt Liang couldn't see her people, but she had the keys to her house, but the clothes left at her house were thrown into the trash bin intact twice. Three times, Aunt Liang simply sent the clothes to Yanliang's office—

Yanliang is really working overtime this time.

With a lot of work, Yanliang is staring at the computer to deal with the marketing plan that has just been sent, and the small clock on the table points to 9:00 pm. At this time, someone knocked on the door.

At this point in time, there was still someone knocking on the door of her office, Yan Liang was puzzled at first: "Come in."

Seeing Aunt Liang who opened the door and came in, and seeing the gift box in Aunt Liang's hand, Yan Liang immediately understood and felt helpless: "Aunt Liang, please forgive me, I really don't want to go. I can't laugh in front of the media." .”

"Second Miss, you were still a student last year, and you could say that you were too busy with your studies to come back, but you have been in class for almost four months now, so you really can't fight against your father like before."

Yan Liang stroked his forehead.

"Just help Aunt Liang, okay?"

Aunt Liang watched her grow up, and she couldn't escape Aunt Liang's eyes with every frown and smile. Seeing her as if she couldn't bear it, Aunt Liang continued her efforts and put the gift box directly on the corner of the table: "Aunt Liang promised you, I won't help you in the future." Daddy does these things you don't like. This is the last time."

Yan Liang sighed.

Slowly took off his eyes, spared half of the desk, came to the table where the gift box was placed, and reluctantly picked up the lid of the box with the glasses frame: "This dress was chosen by Xu Ziqing again?"

"No, no, I chose this time."

Yan Liang was willing to touch the dress with her hands. To be precise, it is a cheongsam.

"Actually, I can't choose, but I really can't understand the western-style dresses that the young lady chose. The whole back is exposed. How can it look good? I like this kind of cheongsam. The designer said that this style is popular now. , I brought it. I just don’t know if you like it or not.”

Yanliang only sighed that her father used this trick correctly, she never said three words of rejection to the people she knew and loved. She took Aunt Liang's hand: "I like it. I'll take the clothes and I'll take you downstairs."

"Don't, don't, you're busy. I'll go by myself." Aunt Liang turned around and walked towards the door as she said that, and she didn't forget to tell her when she got out of the office, "Remember to try this suit to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, We have to pick a time to ask a designer to change it."

Seeing Yan Liang nodding her head, Aunt Liang finally closed the door with confidence.

Yanliang stared at the gift box in a daze for a while, then put on her glasses again.

But no matter how hard it was to devote all her mind to her work, she was annoyed at the thought of arm in arm with Xu Ziqing and laughing in front of reporters. Annoyed, she couldn't read the documents anymore, lost her pen, pulled off her glasses, leaned back on the chair for a moment, and simply got up to try on the cheongsam.

Yanliang took off her high heels, stepped on the ground barefoot, she threw the suits on the sofa one by one in an instant, and soon took off the last shirt, Yanliang took the cheongsam and changed into it.

The cheongsam is made of high-quality materials, and the exquisite seams and buttons have an old-fashioned style. The size is indeed a bit small, with a pair of long legs exposed, and the button is only a few inches below the collarbone, almost revealing half of the chest.

Aunt Liang guessed that the order was made in her teenage size, and she was speechless, trying to pull the buttons on with force, but unexpectedly, the pearls on the buttons were torn off.

The pearl jumped to the ground and rolled all the way to the door, Yan Liang turned her head, originally wanting to look for the pearl, but froze the moment she turned her head.

Standing by the door was Jiang Yunan.

He stood there, watching her quietly for an unknown how long.

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