The Love of My Life: The Deep Fall of the Chief

"Don't talk nonsense here, tell me, when do you plan to pay back?" He Xiaoran interrupted He Yuzhi again and asked in a cold voice.

"This... people said, you don't have to pay it back." Sensing He Xiaoran's anger, He Yuzhi whispered with a flattering smile on his face.

"Then you plan to use me to repay the debt?" He Xiaoran was not affected by his hippie smile at all, the sneer at the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and he asked closely, staring at him.

Although He Yuzhi really thought so in his heart, he was guilty after all, and just grinned with big yellow teeth: "See what you said, whether it's for sale or not."

As he said that, his stomach suddenly gurgled, and he didn't have any money on him. He hadn't eaten three meals.

He Yuzhi thought to himself that pointing at He Xiaoran to make food for himself would be impossible, so he stood up and walked to the kitchen while laughing at He Xiaoran.

Seeing him walking towards the kitchen, He Xiaoran ignored him and just stood there with a sneer.

She thought that without the whole world, she would have He Yuzhi, as long as there was He Yuzhi, she would not be alone in this world, so she has been holding on to this last straw, no matter how hard he tosses herself, she is willing Clean up the mess for him behind his back.She thought why Yuzhi would always know and wake up.

But it turned out that all of this was just his own wishful thinking. In the end, he could sell himself mercilessly without blinking an eye.

In the kitchen, He Yuzhi rummaged inside, but he didn't even find a single grain of rice. Could it be that He Xiaoran hid all the food when he knew he was coming back?

He couldn't help blowing his beard, and came out with wide eyes to question He Xiaoran: "What's the matter? Where did you hide all the food? Why are there no flies in the kitchen that can only eat?"

He Xiaoran looked at him coldly: "You have lost me to others, what else do you want to eat from me?"

He Yuzhi stared when he heard this: "Nonsense, when did I lose you to others? I was thinking about it, but Li Dachun said that buying and selling people is illegal now, and a good citizen who abides by the law like me can do that." something?"

"Hehe." He Xiaoran smiled instead of anger, "He Yuzhi, you are a rascal."

When He Yuzhi saw her smile, he thought that she didn't care about him anymore. He turned his small thief eyes, leaned forward and said flatteringly: "Hey, Xiao Ran, this matter is all uncle's fault. You apologize."

"How much?" He Xiaoran interrupted him and asked directly, hehe, apology?

When He Yuzhi heard this, his mouth almost reached his ears, his eyes went straight to He Xiaoran's handbag on the sofa, and his face almost smiled like a chrysanthemum, "It's not much, just fifty thousand." Stretching out five fingers, he said wryly.

Unexpectedly, He Xiaoran snorted coldly, glanced at him, and said word by word: "He Yuzhi, from today onwards, you don't want to get a penny from me again, and I will treat it as if you eat every bite." I never had your uncle."

When He Yuzhi heard this, his smile froze on his face, he froze for a moment, the expression on his face brewed for a while, suddenly he slapped his thigh, grinned his yellow teeth and began to howl: "Oh, oh, my Poor sister who died, after you left, I was lonely, and even my niece didn't care about me."

As soon as he heard him mentioning his mother, He Xiaoran, who was originally calm, suddenly yelled, "Don't mention my mother to me!" He secretly glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

Every time He Xiaoran was angry, he used this trick before, and it was unsuccessful. Why did it seem to fail this time?
"Hey, you black-hearted girl, you. If you give me money today, I will stay here and not leave." He Yuzhi saw that his tricks were useless, so he simply played a rogue.

"Who are the two of us cheating on?" He Xiaoran asked, "You can stay here as long as you like. In short, you don't want to get a penny from me." She said bitterly, Picking up the handbag on the sofa, he turned and walked towards the bedroom.

He Yuzhi's eyes were tightly glued to the handbag in He Xiaoran's hand. The bag looked thick, and there must be money in it, and he knew that He Xiaoran never kept cash at home. Her money, her Cards, all in the bag.

Seeing that He Xiaoran was about to sink into the bedroom with a handbag, as if the fat that was about to eat was taken away by life, He Yuzhi felt like being scratched by a cat.

It seems that it is impossible to get benefits from here today, but he lost all night and didn't make it back. Not only did he lose the extra hundred thousand he begged from Luoyang that day, but he also owed Wang Ermazi and the others tens of thousands.

In a few days, Wang Ermazi will come to collect debts again, but now he doesn't even have the capital to make money, what should he do?

Thinking of this, He Yuzhi's evil grew out of his guts, he jumped up suddenly, grabbed the bag from He Xiaoran's hand and ran away.

He Xiaoran didn't expect him to do this suddenly, he exclaimed, and when he realized it, he had already rushed out of the door, and He Xiaoran cursed from behind: "He Yuzhi, put it down, you bastard!"

She really had no money, and all her money was secretly used to pay Lu Siyuan's hospitalization fees.

The only thing in the wallet was her mobile phone, the contract, more than a dozen yuan in change, her various documents, and a bank card with hundreds of dollars in it.

"Xiao Ran, uncle will come back and return you after you found the book, and then we will live a happy life together." He Yuzhi yelled while rushing downstairs.

He Xiaoran, who was extremely angry, chased and shouted a few more times and never responded. Knowing that he could not catch up, he could only angrily take off a slipper on his foot and slam it at his back.

The slippers bounced a few times on the wall of the corridor and fell softly on the ground. When He Yuzhi's figure was completely submerged in the darkness, He Xiaoran's thin figure finally couldn't help but slide down the corridor wall slowly, holding his head Squat on the ground.

It is often not the sword that hurts the most in the world, but the heart.

Over the years, He Xiaoran has tried his best to treat He Yuzhi, but in the end, in his eyes, he will never be able to compare with a lot of money.

At this time, He Xiaoran suddenly felt exhausted like never before, she squatted at the door and let the tears flood her.

After a long time, a big generous hand covered her shoulder: "Don't cry."

He Xiaoran looked up, it was Luoyang, holding her handbag.

"So, are you satisfied?" He Xiaoran took the handbag, looked at him with a sneer, his long eyelashes were wet with tears, and looked particularly distressing.

It's been a long time since she saw her cry, Luoyang felt a palpitation, but why even the tears couldn't dilute the stubbornness in her eyes.

He Xiaoran is not a strong person, but sometimes, she knows that she has no choice but to be strong.

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Luo." He Xiaoran stood up, pushed away Luo Yang's hand, turned and entered the room, and closed the door firmly.
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The next morning, He Xiaoran got up early, looked in the mirror, glanced at his red and swollen eye sockets, tried to force a smile, and then put on light makeup.

He Xiaoran belongs to the type of makeup that is always suitable for light makeup and thick application, and the application of light makeup makes her look more beautiful.

When he came to the company, the boss hadn't come yet. He Xiaoran put the letter of resignation on the boss's desk, packed up his things, and left the company.

She knew that Luoyang would find someone to help her with the rest of the matter.

Standing downstairs of the Shengshi Building again after three years, He Xiaoran suddenly felt as if he had passed away. Life is like a play, and he doesn't know when he will play tricks on you.

After calming down, He Xiaoran walked into Shengshi Building. There was no free elevator, so He Xiaoran waited for a while.

"Miss, can I borrow your mobile phone to make a call? My mobile phone is out of battery." Suddenly, a weak female voice came to He Xiaoran's ears.

When He Xiaoran turned around, she was a young girl in her twenties, her eyes were obviously a little red and swollen, even more obvious than when she just woke up, "Of course." He Xiaoran smiled, took out the phone to unlock it, and handed it to she.

The girl smiled reluctantly, thanked her and stood aside to make a phone call.

He Xiaoran didn't hear what she said clearly, but only vaguely caught the words "Shengquan Hospital".

"Thank you." The girl quickly finished the call and returned the phone to He Xiaoran, with tears in her eyes.

He Xiaoran thought to himself, some relative must be hospitalized.

Originally wanted to comfort her a few words, but at this time there was a "ding", the elevator arrived, He Xiaoran didn't dawdle any longer, turned around and got on the elevator.

The company is on the [-]th floor. Luoyang brought her here several times before. Without thinking much, He Xiaoran pressed the elevator on the [-]th floor. The moment the elevator closed, she saw the girl wipe her tears and turn into the bathroom at the top of the stairs. .

In this grotesque world, all kinds of things happen every day, unpredictable, unpredictable, and there are so many people who are sad every day, who can ask why.

He Xiaoran suddenly felt a little sad, after experiencing so much, he could no longer maintain the compassionate heart he had before.

The elevator opened, and as soon as he entered the company, a familiar face greeted him, it was Lin Hao, "Miss He, we met."

He Xiaoran felt a little relieved that he didn't call her young lady anymore, and raised the corner of her mouth to give him a standard French smile: "Secretary Lin."

Seeing that she recognized him, Lin Hao immediately replied with a polite smile: "Miss He, Mr. Luo is not here. I will take you to our design director."

He Xiaoran nodded and followed Lin Hao's footsteps.

"Miss He, Mr. Luo asked me to tell you that in the company, there are no husbands and wives, only subordinates." Lin Hao whispered to He Xiaoran on the way.

He Xiaoran nodded, wishing for it, so he felt much more comfortable.

Knocking on the door of the office, the director of the design department is a man in his 30s, with a cold appearance, as if he can't smile.

"Miss He, this is the director of our company's design department - Anchengxi." Lin Hao introduced to He Xiaoran.