She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

Nan's headquarters.

After the regular meeting in the morning, Nan Yuheng returned to the president's office.

Qin Yan followed him to report on today's work.

"President Nan, the three projects decided last week have been carried out according to normal progress. The summary reports compiled by the relevant responsible persons are all here with me. You can check later to see if there are any adjustments that need to be made."

Qin Yan placed a stack of information on his desk.

After a pause, he thought again:

"Oh, there is also the project with the Cheng Group. I need to discuss it with the person in charge of the Cheng Group in the next two days... Vice President Wu Hui and Wu, who has just returned from overseas, happen to have not assigned tasks yet. The negotiation work can be handed over to Deputy Wu——"

"Vice President Wu just came back." Nan Yuheng, who was sitting on the office chair, interrupted him lightly and said, "I'm not familiar with Cheng's project yet."

"It would be inappropriate for him to take over projects that are already underway."

Qin Yan was startled.

He quickly adjusted the arrangement, "Yes, then I will determine the suitable candidate later -"

"Don't be so troublesome."

Qin Yan: "?"

Nan Yuheng took the project book about Cheng's Group and lowered his eyes and flipped through two pages.

"There are no plans for today. I will go to negotiate in person. For other things, you can make arrangements."

Qin Yan: "..."

Just a negotiation.

Asking the company's vice president is overqualified. Boss, don't make your intentions too obvious!

Seeing that he was still there, Nan Yuheng raised his eyes and asked him, "Is there anything else?"

Qin Yan shook his head repeatedly, "No, no."

"I just want to ask," he said silently: "When is the best time to negotiate?"

Nan Yuheng closed the project book and glanced at his watch: "Now."

***

at the same time.

Cheng family.

Cheng Shaohui has been slightly ill these past two days and rested at home instead of going to the company.

Since his card was suspended last time, Cheng Nian'an has started a long-term plan to reserve a 'small treasury'.

Although she is no longer short of money on hand and all her bank cards have been unfrozen, she still maintains the habit of expanding her small coffers.

Just in case there is another unexpected incident.

When she got up in the morning, seeing that the weather was good today, she planned to go to the bank to buy a few more gold bars.

Cheng Shaohui, who was resting at home, heard that she was going out and threw a document to her.

"Nian'an, please send it to the secretariat on the way, so as not to have them come here to get it."

Cheng Nianan took it and drove out in his Maserati.

***

after an hour.

Cheng Nian'an came out of the company.

I was about to go home when I walked around the corner and was suddenly hit by someone.

She subconsciously wanted to step back.

But someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Cheng Nian'an?"

The man who was dragging her had a slight hint of surprise in his words.

"Are you willing to come back from abroad?"

Cheng Nian'an frowned and raised his head.

The person in front of him is Song Shuolin.

Some time ago, Cheng Shaohui was one of the candidates on the waiting list for marriage.

She twisted her wrist and said in a cold voice, "Let go."

Song Shuolin remained motionless.

Looking at Cheng Nian'an condescendingly, his eyes were filled with the arrogance of a wealthy family.

"The last time we arranged to meet, I waited for you for an hour and didn't see you."

"Later I heard that Miss Cheng was very dissatisfied with the marriage and went abroad to fight the marriage. Now she is willing to come back from abroad. Have you finally figured it out?"

"Have you ever wondered what it has to do with you?" Cheng Nian'an's face turned cold, and she shook her hand suddenly, "The two families will never get married, Song Shuolin, let go!"

the same moment.

A black Cayenne slowly parked in the parking lot.

Qin Yan just stepped on the brakes and didn't wait to turn off the engine.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Cheng Nianan next to the company.

And in front of her, Song Shuolin seemed to be entangled.

Qin Yan frowned for two seconds.

After confirming that he had seen the right person, he quickly looked through the rearview mirror at Nan Yuheng in the back seat.

When he looked over, Nan Yuheng had already spotted Cheng Nian'an and Song Shuolin in front of him.

Before Qin Yan could speak, the back seat door was pushed open, and Nan Yuheng strode towards that direction with a stern look on his face.

In Song Shuolin's view, the marriage between the Song and Cheng families was a certainty.

But the last time the two families made an appointment to meet, Cheng Nian'an didn't come, which made him embarrassed in front of everyone.

Song Shuolin felt resentful in his heart.

Now that he has met Cheng Nian'an this time, he will naturally not let her leave easily, and he only wants to regain the face he lost last time.

Song Shuolin ignored Cheng Nianan's resistance and tried to force her into the car in the name of marriage.

But he had just taken half a step when a cold, white and slender hand clamped on his wrist in the air, forcing him to loosen his grip on Cheng Nian'an.

Immediately afterwards, the cold and awe-inspiring voice fell one word at a time.

"In front of the public, what does Mr. Song want to do?"

After successfully escaping, Cheng Nian'an subconsciously took a step behind Nan Yuheng.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the red mark on her wrist where she was pulled out, and Nan Yuheng's eyes and brows overflowed with a bit of coldness that could not be concealed.

Suddenly seeing Nan Yuheng here, Song Shuolin's heart skipped a beat.

Especially Cheng Nian'an had a cold expression on her face and looked at him warily, as if he had done something to her by force.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, and to avoid offending the Nan family and implicating the entire Song family, Song Shuolin instantly changed his expression, smiled and explained continuously:

"Mr. Nan, you misunderstood. I just wanted to say a few words to my fiancée to cultivate a relationship before marriage."

"Fiancée?" Nan Yuheng twitched the corners of his lips and spat out a few words.

Song Shuolin nodded quickly, "Mr. Nan, you are busy with many things, so I guess you haven't heard yet that the Song family and the Cheng family are about to get married, and Cheng Nian'an is my fiancée."

Nan Yuheng's lips curved.

That smile was cold.

Not even half of it reaches the eyes.

He glanced at Cheng Nian'an with unclear meaning.

A pair of cold eyes, with a dark turbulence hidden under the thin calmness.

"Oh? Marriage?"

"Who agreed?"