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

Lu Siyuan took a few steps back weakly, looked down at the breakfast in his hand, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

I flew all the way back, sent such a long team to buy the breakfast, did I come here just to see the scene in front of me?

Looking at the two Reen in front of him, no matter whether they have been separated for three years or are already full of hatred, but at this moment He Xiaoran gives him the feeling that the previous suspicion has been resolved.

What can I give He Xiaoran?It's just a life that couldn't be more ordinary, so even that beautiful woman wouldn't want to bury herself in such a way.

Thinking of this, Lu Siyuan's eyes darkened, he turned around and disappeared under the big banyan tree.

Seeing more and more people around, He Xiaoran let go of the hand that was holding Luoyang's suit because she was afraid just now, she lowered her head and paused and said, "I'm sorry."

She didn't know that her face had already turned into a red cloud, and Luo Yang, who was standing there, noticed it in her heart, and said in a low voice, "Walk carefully."

He Xiaoran subconsciously avoided his playful eyes and looked towards the big banyan tree. A familiar figure from the back made her regain her senses in an instant.

She stared at that place closely, the back figure was already very small, but He Xiaoran felt so familiar, her expression began to be a little complicated.

Last night, I thought it was a note left by him, so I called him by mistake, and hung up mercilessly when he called back. Now that I think about it, I am no different from the kind of woman who was scolded on the Internet.

On one side is a fiancé who has already agreed to propose marriage, and on the other side is the married husband who just holds a fake divorce certificate in his hand.

It's ridiculous for He Xiaoran to think about it. She originally wanted to exchange the money He Yuzhi owed Luoyang as soon as possible, but now it seems that the debt is like a bottomless pit, getting deeper and deeper.

Luo Yang, who was standing on the side, looked at He Xiaoran's eyes and stared at the big banyan tree in a daze. He followed his eyes and looked over, an inexplicable sense of disgust rushed up in his heart, and he said angrily: "With me Are you still in a daze together?!"

The tone was obviously a rhetorical question, but a trace of displeasure could be heard, just like the tranquility before the darkness came, making He Xiaoran who was in a daze listening to Su Li standing all over his body.

She looked up at the man whose face had turned dark, and walked up without saying a word. Now He Xiaoran already understood what sugar-coated cannonballs are.

Three years ago, He Xiaoran thought that what he said was forever, but it was he who knew how to blow away that bubble dream little by little.

Luo Yang looked at He Xiaoran with wrong eyes, he quickly followed up, took He Xiaoran's slender arm and said, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

His voice is not as alarming as before, but as soft as the evening breeze, but now He Xiaoran knows in his heart that there is no result between himself and the man in front of him.

He Xiaoran stopped, turned her head and stared coldly at Luoyang's hand on her arm, she sneered and said: "Luoyang, I have already told you very clearly that I have broken up with you. When you disappeared years ago, heh."

Her words made the hand that was holding her arm visibly stiff. Through the tulle, He Xiaoran could clearly feel the temperature of that palm change from hot to cold.

He Xiaoran has said those words more than once, she always reminds herself when she is about to have illusions about him, the man in front of her is a devil.

"Broken? Xiao Ran, you know, I'm coming back this time." Luo Yang's deep voice came out of his mouth, full of expectation.

Before he finished speaking, He Xiaoran took off his hand and snorted coldly: "It's for me when you come back? That's fine, then what do you want from me to be willing to let me go once? "

Although her words were pleading, her tone was full of sarcasm, and the way she looked at Luoyang was not the same as yesterday, it was more of sarcasm.

Looking at her expression at this moment, Luo Yang wanted to be slapped hard in her heart. Could it be that she was still thinking about that useless government official?
"Since we are husband and wife, how can we talk about letting go?!" Luo Yang didn't take what He Xiaoran said just now, he stepped forward and grabbed He Xiaoran, full of domineering.

He Xiaoran kept struggling but it was useless. He had already been dragged into the car by Luoyang.

It wasn't until the moment the car door closed that He Xiaoran felt the hand that was holding her tightly loosen. She immediately seized the opportunity to pull her hand away, glanced at Luoyang, and turned her head away again.

Lin Hao, who was sitting in the driving seat, looked at the appearance of the two people behind the car, and started the car silently. He always felt that the atmosphere between the young master and the young lady was very strange, and not everyone could blend in.

Pedestrians passing by outside the window all turned their heads to look at the rare luxury car in the community. Looking at the people on the road from the window, He Xiaoran couldn't help sneering from the bottom of his heart: Born in a blessing but not a blessing?But at the moment, she just feels tormented.

Luo Yang has been staring at He Xiaoran since he got in the car, all the expressions of He Xiaoran who didn't speak all the way were seen by Luo Yang, what is she thinking?
He really wanted to know how to make her understand his latent feelings for her. Now He Xiaoran is like a rose full of thorns, although it is attractive, it is ruthless.

The car stopped when it reached Shengshi Building, Lin Hao still got down respectfully and planned to open the door, but Luo Yang took a step ahead.

Lin Hao actually knew that the young master liked the young lady, but the young lady always felt that the young master owed her too much, and now the two people hate more than love.

Feeling that her body was no longer shaking, He Xiaoran came back to her senses. She stepped out with her slender legs first, and looked up to see that stunned face again.

It's just that even after years of precipitation in Luoyang, He Xiaoran still doesn't have much allure for He Xiaoran. In recent years, He Xiaoran has understood many things that can't just look at the appearance and ignore the potential.

For He Xiaoran, the man smiling at him in front of him is just a demon who will do anything to destroy his life.

She directly ignored the hand that wanted to help her out, glanced at him expressionlessly, and walked straight into Shengshi Building.

She remembered what Luoyang's secretary Lin Hao told her when she first joined the company. There are no husbands and wives here, only subordinates.

He Xiaoran naturally understood that at best he was just a pawn in Luoyang, and he could throw it away or even discard it when it was useless.

Looking at the indifferent He Xiaoran from behind, Luo Yang's eyes dimmed, and he followed.

Feeling that Luoyang didn't keep up, He Xiaoran returned to the design department, Jiang Wenwen saw He Xiaoran coming in and walked up to hug her gossipingly, blinking at He Xiaoran.

He Xiaoran looked at her puzzled expression, looked at her with question marks all over his face and said cheerfully: "Wenwen, did you take some wrong medicine early in the morning?"

"Ran Ran, I saw you get off the president's car again today, so tell me about it." Jiang Wenwen's tone was full of curiosity. Luoyang has always had a cold face, and she really wanted to know why How did Xiao Ran conquer him.

Hearing that she was here to inquire about Luoyang, He Xiaoran poked her forehead with his index finger, and said softly: "Wenwen, are the design drawings for the new project out?"

She walked to the desk while talking, He Xiaoran knew that if the people in the company knew that she came in as the daughter-in-law of the Luo family, there would definitely be a lot of rumors spreading in the company.

This put a lot of pressure on He Xiaoran, since he just came here to pay off his debts, why should he have so much to do with Luoyang?
It's better to obey your duty and exercise yourself well.

Thinking of being so one with Huang Xiaoran, Jiang Wenwen's original appearance suddenly became like a deflated ball. With her head drooping and her body weak, she slowly moved to He Xiaoran and said, "Miss Ran, Come on, I've been short of inspiration recently."

"And you also know that the person who understands An Yan Wang is as dark as his name. You see, I am a beautiful woman who has no design inspiration every day." Jiang Wenwen touched his face and wiped his face. He looked at He Xiaoran aggrievedly.

While sorting out the information on the desktop, He Xiaoran said with a smile: "Then you still want to gossip, Ms. Jiang Wenwen?" She felt that although Jiang Wenwen was a little gossip, she still felt that she was easy to get along with.

After coming here for so long, other colleagues are easy to get along with, except for An Chengxi who is a little bit rough.

"You don't understand that. Women who don't gossip in the office will age easily. You see, now you are the storm point of our company. You are covered with heavyweight information, with a soft light." Jiang Wenwen began to gossip Unable to calm down, light waves appeared in his eyes again.

Just as He Xiaoran was about to say something, he was interrupted by the big gun who came towards him with coffee, "Hey, little girl Jiang, do you think you are here to make trouble for the president's wife again?"

"Da Pao, do you have eyes? Am I making trouble? Is your eye making trouble when you see me?" Jiang Wenwen said, turning his head sideways and squinting at Liu Dashan.

Liu Dashan and Jiang Wenwen can be regarded as the last pair of lovers, every time Jiang Wenwen wants to talk, he will show up, looking at these two people, He Xiaoran thinks it is good to work here, and draws pictures every day to watch them Noisy.

It's just that the title of Mrs. President made He Xiaoran feel uncomfortable. She awkwardly interrupted the two who were bickering: "Da Pao, I'm not Mrs. President, I'm He Xiaoran."

She didn't want to have anything to do with him. They were just a former husband and wife. When she came, she was an employee with no background. Now even if her identity was made public, she didn't want to have any other name on her.