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

The smell in the air is what He Xiaoran hates the most. When we were together with Luoyang before, it was because He Xiaoran didn't like him and he didn't smoke. It's just that he couldn't release him because of missing He Xiaoran in the past few years. stained.

It is said that many times in life will be unsatisfactory, and you will always do things that you don't like to do because of survival.

At this moment, He Xiaoran is like this and this. He obviously hates this kind of situation, but he persisted because of the stubbornness in his heart.

As expected of Jiang Wenwen who has been in the prosperous world for so many years, she is already a veteran in the social circle, He Xiaoran broke away from the embarrassment just now, and looked at Fu Mingqiang with a not-so-smelly expression.

Now the atmosphere in the private room has been warmed up by Jiang Wenwen. Looking at He Xiaoran's reluctance, Fuju knew that this should be a newcomer in the prosperous age, and he didn't know what the rules were at all.

Taking advantage of He Xiaoran's inattention, he held He Xiaoran's hand and said with a smile, "Miss He, let's sing together."

He Xiaoran looked at the hands that were placed on his closed hands, and took them away with his right hand in turn, and said: "If you don't have time, Fuju, let's make an appointment later and find a clean place to talk." .”

After speaking, He Xiaoran was about to get up and pick up the bag on the sofa and go out, but Jiang Wenwen held her hand, she lowered her voice and said to He Xiaoran: "Xiaoran, what's going on with you, since we are here , it must be taken. Do you want to screw it up?"

With his back to Fu Mingqiang, He Xiaoran thought about it, and flashed in his mind that she stood in front of Luoyang and said that she couldn't handle it, she was so cowardly.

Jiang Wenwen saw that He Xiaoran hesitated, she hurriedly turned her head and said with a smile: "Fuju, I'm so sorry, He Xiaoran just saw you nervous, she still doesn't understand, come here, I'll play with you."

Speaking of Jiang Wenwen took the microphone on the table and began to order songs, He Xiaoran felt sorry for Jiang Wenwen who worked so hard to save the situation, and reluctantly did it again.

Flourishing age
Luo Yang came out of the second part of the design, feeling very uncomfortable, now she should be sitting opposite Lu Siyuan, smiling and acting like a baby to Lu Siyuan.

For some reason, there was a bit of bitterness in his heart. She was his, and he had always firmly believed that the original agreement and reliance had turned into confrontation after meeting again for many years.

He talked to Lin Hao and drove away by himself.

When passing by the clubhouse, Luoyang stopped the car. The design feature of the Jingzhen clubhouse is that it is all glass, and people outside can clearly see the inside.

He was stimulated by a familiar figure to stop the car.

is her? !He Xiaoran is here, and who is opposite?Luo Yang's eyes were fixed on the direction of the clubhouse, and his hands holding the steering wheel were tightened.

The next second, Luoyang parked the car and hurried in.

This Fu Mingqiang was notoriously lustful, he wanted He Xiaoran to be responsible, not for her to face it by herself.

At this second, Luoyang really felt a feeling of hatred for He Xiaoran.

He Xiaoran looked at Jiang Wenwen who was at ease, and He Xiaoran couldn't help admiring her in his heart. She really has a good personality.

The time for a song was very short, Fu Ju returned to He Xiaoran and sat down again, looking at He Xiaoran with more ambiguous eyes.

"Come on, Ms. He, how about a drink?" Fuju knew that Jiang Wenwen was the helper brought by He Xiaoran, so what fun would he have tonight if everything was blocked?
He Xiaoran looked down at the wine that was handed to her. Just as she was about to refuse, the door opened. She turned her head and looked out the door in surprise. When she recognized the face, He Xiaoran suddenly felt her scalp Numb.

It's Luoyang!Why is he here?No, how did he know he was here?He Xiaoran thought to himself.

Fu Mingqiang was obviously frightened by the people who came. Anyone who read the newspapers knew that Luo Yang was the new president of Shengshi.

It's just that his employees came here to accompany the drink. Does the boss have a reason to come forward?

He Xiaoran turned his head and took the wine handed to him in one hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

She was angry, angry with Luoyang.

Luo Yang frowned tightly watching He Xiaoran's every move, but his face remained calm.

He walked in with slender legs, and Jiang Wenwen was obviously frightened, she had seen the domineering CEO, the last time He Xiaoran was trapped on the mountain, he also walked over all the crowd without saying a word. Pick up He Xiaoran.

That scene is still happening before Jiang Wenwen's eyes.

Luo Yang sat down, and the atmosphere in the private room obviously dropped several degrees. He Xiaoran turned to look at Luo Yang who was sitting next to him, and then turned to look at Jiang Wenwen.

"Boss Luo, you've admired your name for a long time, and you're really young and promising." Fu Mingqiang knew that this person was here to ruin his position.

Luo Yang extended his hand politely and shook it, then said with a smile: "Fuju is really interesting."

There was something in his words, which made He Xiaoran feel uncomfortable. She glanced at Luoyang, then approached Fu Mingqiang with a smile, and said jokingly, "Come on, Fu Ju, let's drink."

Jiang Wenwen looked at the two people now and immediately knew that the young couple seemed to be angry, and her light bulb seemed very awkward here.

Luo Yang frowned and looked at He Xiaoran. He wanted to be angry but kept looking at He Xiaoran calmly.

How could Fu Mingqiang resist the beauties brought up, he put his arms around He Xiaoran's shoulders, his body smelled of alcohol, but just because he was so angry, He Xiaoran endured the nausea in his heart.

Luo Yang watched their every move from behind He Xiaoran, he grabbed He Xiaoran's hand and stood up.

He Xiaoran looked at Luoyang in astonishment, and then Luoyang said: "Fuju, we will settle today's matter. Regarding the project, I hope you understand what I mean."

Luo Yang tightly held He Xiaoran's hand under the table, no matter how hard He Xiaoran struggled, he couldn't break free.

Fuju obviously knew what Luoyang meant, and it wasn't that he was unwilling to sign, but since He Xiaoran's fat piece of meat had already been delivered to his door, how could he shirk it?
Fu Mingqiang looked at Luoyang's half-smiling eyes, and then turned his head to look at He Xiaoran, usually Jiang Ruoxi would not show up when he came over, but this time it was just a new employee of Shengshi who let Luoyang go out easily, It seems that it is really a different position.

He bit the bullet, pouted his mouth and said, "Look, Mr. Luo, why are you so serious? Let's talk about work matters during working hours. Now it's off-duty time, so let your employees relax."

In addition to being lustful, Fu Mingqiang also saves face, how could he not step down in front of so many people.

"Okay, tomorrow I will ask the secretary to bring the contract to you, then you have fun, and we won't bother you."

Luo Yang stood up from the sofa, not knowing when he had let go of He Xiaoran's hand.

He Xiaoran looked up at Luo Yang's face, experience told her that he was angry.

Jiang Wenwen, who was sitting on the side, didn't even dare to move as soon as he entered Luoyang. If Luoyang found out that he encouraged He Xiaoran to come, wouldn't he die a miserable death?
When Luoyang got up, he had already pulled He Xiaoran up, calmly, He Xiaoran was like a little white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered in front of Luoyang.

Fu Mingqiang saw that the relationship between the two was not simple at all, so he simply went down the steps, and said, "Okay. Walk slowly."

Luo Yang turned his head and glanced at He Xiaoran, put his arms around He Xiaoran's shoulders and walked straight out, completely ignoring Jiang Wenwen who was shouting behind him.

After leaving the private room, He Xiaoran felt that his breathing became much easier. He Xiaoran broke free from Luoyang's hand on his shoulder, and walked forward ignoring Luoyang.

In the clubhouse, Luo Yang deliberately restrained himself, he quickly followed He Xiaoran, and they walked out without speaking, with stern faces.

Outside the door, the originally quiet night suddenly became much more noisy. Luoyang looked at He Xiaoran's nonchalant look behind him, as if he had a suffocating feeling in his chest, and he couldn't relax.

He stepped forward and grabbed He Xiaoran's wrist, a trace of anger ignited in his eyes, he lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you very noble?"

"Heh, don't you, Mr. Luo, just want me to look like this?" He Xiaoran stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Luoyang and laughed at himself.

he hoped?When did he wish?
"He Xiaoran, stop making trouble." Luoyang's roar could be heard pleading together, but it was only blown away by the wind.

He Xiaoran's eyes became inexplicably moist. She didn't want to do it, but she was always dragged by her self-esteem. She always wanted to prove to Luoyang that she was no longer the girl who knew nothing back then.

Looking at He Xiaoran with red eyes, Luo Yang suddenly touched the softness in his heart. He took a step forward and buried He Xiaoran's head on his shoulder.

He knew she was wronged.

"It's okay, I'm here." Luoyang said, his voice became very soft and gentle, like the spring breeze in April, which made He Xiaoran relax the line of defense in his heart.

She grasped Luoyang's shirt tightly, and buried her head in Luoyang's solid chest. The faint vanilla smell from her nostrils made He Xiaoran feel relieved.

I could only feel Luo Yang patting her on the back, still muttering the words that reassured He Xiaoran: "I'm here."

Whether it was three years ago or three years later, He Xiaoran still felt that this sentence was full of magic.

After a long time, He Xiaoran flinched from Luoyang's embrace, and she whispered: "I'll go back first." She turned around and left.

She lost her composure just now, but just now she seemed to have a slight illusion, as if the big boy came back three years ago, the person she had always relied on in the past, the person she had always believed would love her.

It's just that dreams are like bubbles, they will be disillusioned automatically without beating them. After a while of confusion, He Xiaoran was pulled back by reality.