Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

"My territory, don't just put anything in it for me!"

Lan Wei's expression became a little stiff after hearing these words. After Ning Yan finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and pushed her. She was wearing a pair of high heels, and Ning Yan pushed her so that she couldn't stand stably. After staggering twice, she suddenly fell to the ground.

The calf hit the concrete slab, blood spilled out, and she couldn't breathe due to the pain.

Lan Wei lowered her head, and within sight, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped in and disappeared very quickly.
Lan Wei wanted to say something else, but Ye Fan grabbed her wrist, Ye Fan used great force, as if it would break her wrist in the next second.

She endured the pain and shouted at Ning Yan's back: "Ning Yan, aren't you curious why Mrs. Ning let me be your wife?"

"Evan."

Ning Yan called Ye Fan's name in a low voice, Ye Fan paused, and repeated his old trick, covering Lan Wei's mouth and pulling him out.

After some quiet time behind him, Ning Yan entered the villa.

Wen Wan greeted him when she saw him enter the door, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, what would you like to eat tonight?"

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment: "Let's make wontons."

"Eh!"

She liked Wen Wan's wontons very much. After Wen Wan finished ordering them, she served them to Ning Yan. Ning Yan took a bite, which was very similar to the wontons on Chongming Road.

He didn't feel much after eating, and even the expression on his face was indifferent.Wen Wan stood aside and didn't dare to say anything.

It wasn't until the bowl of wontons was finished that his stern expression eased.

……

Ye Yun gave Lan Xin a false identity and a degree certificate with a low value. She graduated from the Design Academy. On the third day after her resume was submitted, she got a job as a fashion designer.

Lanxin's English is not bad, but the only problem is that he is not satisfied with eating.

She can accept Western food, but she cannot accept that every meal is Western food.

Shen Lin noticed her strangeness at the first time, her face was a little pale, she brought some porridge made by herself, and fed it to Shen Lin spoon by spoon.

Shen Lin's situation is not very good, and Lan Xin has long been mentally prepared.

After all, if Shen Lin's illness could be treated well, she would not have abandoned her dignity to beg Lan Cheng.

But the doctor's words still made her a little hard to accept.

A trace of fragility suddenly emerged in her heart, and the tip of her nose was a little sour. Even if things hadn't reached the worst step, she was still sad and wanted to cry.

When she was in China, Ning Yan once had someone hire her a psychiatrist for a period of time. At that time, she couldn't escape and was forced by Ning Yan to receive treatment.

She couldn't let go of her past life, the deaths of Ning Yan and Gu Heng.

Tangled in her heart, she didn't understand why a good life was lived like this by her.

She knew that her thoughts were wrong, but she couldn't control herself, and Shen Lin had even seen the clues.

In her life, Shen Lin was the only one left. She didn't want to lose her, but she couldn't control her emotions. After walking out of the hospital, Lan Xin entered a psychological counseling room.

The psychiatrist briefly enlightened her, and she went back to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, before the sun fell into the room, Lan Xin got up and went to the company to report.

Lan Xin's company is a very large clothing brand, that kind. Although Lan Xin can come in, her position is not high.

I usually sit at my desk, draw design drafts, read books and so on.

Her design is more Chinese-national, not as bold and tempting as foreign countries, and often fails to pass the first trial.

Some colleagues around began to mock her: "Shen, your level is really good enough. If I were you, I wouldn't be able to hold on at all!"

"Wow! Mona, it's Mona who is here!"

Because the company's clothes are for stars in the entertainment industry, sometimes some movie stars in the industry will come over, and after one person taunts her, someone around her screams.

Mona.

When I went to the Cannes Film Festival, I met her once. She is very beautiful, especially with a pair of blue eyes, which are wet. Looking at you will make people feel soft.

But her reputation is not very good. Many movie fans say she is too arrogant and not friendly!
But it was such a person who fell in love with her design.

"I'm going to movie week and I need these! Oh my gosh, Olise, just looking at this blueprint, I feel like a princess living in a castle, and I'm sure I'll be totally gorgeous in it." The most eye-catching presence in the field!"

Oliss is Mona's manager. After hearing what Mona said, she responded: "Mona, you are very beautiful, even if you wear a sack, you will attract attention! Of course, this blueprint is also very beautiful, we can Talk to Joel!"

Mona stared straight at Lan Xin, her voice was pure and clear: "Can I invite you to be my full-time fashion designer? I really like the clothes you design, is that okay?"

Lan Xin shook her head and politely refused: "I'm sorry Miss Mona, my work has some limitations, my mother needs my care in the hospital, you are a star, you may travel very frequently, so... I refuse, sorry! "

As soon as Lan Xin said this, he was overwhelmed by exclamations and curses from the people around him.

"What kind of green onion is this woman, even Mona dares to refuse!"

"Is she worthy?"

"I just can't stand her like this! I must be jealous of Mona's beauty!"

"She's crazy!"

Mona was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Lanxin to reject her, but she didn't force her, she said regret, turned around and left.

But Lanxin still couldn't escape the fate of being a fashion designer for Mona.

The Joel they called, the boss of the company, was Mona's most loyal fan.

He promised her not to accompany Mona on business trips, unless it was unavoidable, and he was willing to find someone to take care of Shen Lin.

Lanxin has no reason not to agree, and there is no way not to agree.

She has loved beautiful clothes since she was a child, and her dream is to be a fashion designer. She picked up children's paintbrushes and learned them secretly.

Although her background is not good, she has worked hard to learn. To be honest, Mona likes it, so she is very happy.

However, the problem lies with Mona.

"Shen, go to China on Friday. I heard that it is your hometown. Are you happy?"

Lan Xin shook her hand holding the pencil, looked sideways at Mona, and asked in a low voice, "Mona, I..."

"Shen, you must promise me that I have already shown off to a very famous girl in your country. I have a very powerful Chinese-style fashion designer. If you don't go, I will lose all face. Please, please!"

Mona is not aloof at all, but often uses her beauty to act like a baby.

"Where are you going in China?"

"The capital, it seems to be!"

Lan Xin's heart slowed down, as long as she didn't go to City A, Lan Xin could still accept it, her lips moved, she swallowed the words of rejection slowly, and finally agreed.

……

Domestically, City A.

After a week, Ning Yan confirmed that Yu Xinran really didn't know Lan Xin's location.

Ye Yun insisted again that Lan Xin had been dead for four years. When his anxiety reached the extreme, he received a call from Mrs. Ning.

"Ayan, how are you thinking about going to the capital?"

Mrs. Ning has never really let go of this matter for three years.

It is also enough to prove to him that he is not strong enough.

After being silent for about ten seconds, Ning Yan touched his trousers, took out a cigarette case and opened it with one hand: "I'll go."

Before Mrs. Ning could be happy, Ning Yan continued, "But I have a question."

Ning Yan is willing to go to the capital, and Mrs. Ning is in a good mood. Even at this time, Ning Yan has ten or eight questions, and she will answer them one by one.

"You ask."

"Back then, she had a car accident on that road in Yuewan, did it have anything to do with you?"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, Ning Yan didn't speak in a hurry, he squeezed the lighter to light the cigarette, and quietly waited for Madam Ning's answer.

"Ayan, you think too much."

He checked the matter back then, and at first he thought it was Susu's matter. After all, the government of city A was developing the mountain, and the mayor of city A was Su Li, so Susu was reasonable.

There were too many doubts at the beginning, but because he didn't care about her, he let people solve them hastily, and when he asked Ye Fan to investigate her past, he discovered that there were traces of Mrs. Ning's hands in this matter.

"I still wanted to see her very much at the beginning, why would I want her to die?"

Ning Yan gave a low laugh. There was loss, heart-piercing pain, and relief: "Grandma, if you deny it, I believe you too."

Madam Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to bring the topic to the matter of going to the capital: "When you go to the capital, you should be accompanied by someone who knows everything, and let Secretary Yang follow you."

Ning Yan dusted off the cigarette ash, stood up from the office, and said in a lazy and careless tone, "Grandma, if you want to know what I do every day, it's very simple, just install a miniature camera on me."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Madam Ning on the other end of the phone blushed, Qiao Qiao who was sitting beside her hurriedly patted Madam Ning on the shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Grandma, did A Yan say something unpleasant?"

Mrs. Ning first sighed, and said with a pale face: "Qiaoqiao, Ah Yan is blaming me, I know it's wrong for me to let Secretary Yang interfere with him! But...you know? I didn't do this because I was worried he?"

Qiao Qiao's eyes flickered, and she responded, "A Yan will understand grandma's painstaking efforts."

"If you want to understand, you already understand." Madam Ning felt a little distressed.

She knew that some of her actions were wrong, but she really couldn't control herself.

The matter of Ning Yan's congenital heart disease hit her too hard. In the past 20 years, whenever she couldn't see Ning Yan, she would be frightened out of her wits. She had struggled with him on the front line of life and death for so long.

She knew that maybe, until she died, she couldn't let Ning Yan go.