Gu Ci Yan thought of what Jiang Wanyu had just said and reacted immediately. He glanced at the phone on the table with a gloomy look.

Yu Miaomiao just sent a message and the screen lit up.

It was indeed Ji Nanxing.

Her long eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She was really ambitious. She couldn't live without that scumbag. Was it necessary to cry like this?

Gu Ci Yan's eyes were dark and he felt inexplicably unhappy.

What's so good about Ji Nanxing? Is he not as good as him?

It's impossible. Although I have never seen what he looks like, Ji Nanxing's figure and size are not comparable to him at all.

Gu Ci Yan was depressed but did not show it on his face. He glanced at Jiang Wanyu's tearful face, picked up the napkin in his hand and wiped it on her face, but she turned her head away.

She actually dodged it!

Jiang Wanyu subconsciously dodged, and then she stopped sobbing in fear. She looked at Gu Ciyan carefully, and stretched out her hand in front of him with trembling hands, "Let me do it myself."

Gu Ciyan couldn't believe it in his heart. He looked at his hand that was suspended in mid-air, his eyes became colder, and he sneered, "Okay."

Only Ji Nanxing can wipe her tears, right?

I don’t know how many women would love to have this, but Jiang Wanyu actually dared to refuse!

I really shouldn’t feel sorry for this woman!

He threw the napkin in his hand into her arms, sat down beside her, turned on the computer, crossed his long legs, and didn't look at her with a cold face.

Jiang Wanyu wiped her tears and blew her nose quietly, and replied to Yu Miaomiao while crying, sobbing from time to time.

Why are you still crying?

If he shut her mouth, could he make her forget about Ji Nanxing?

Gu Ci Yan was shocked by the thoughts that came to his mind. How could he come up with such a ridiculous idea?

Jiang Wanyu was willing to cry for a scumbag, so what did it have to do with him? She didn't even let him wipe her tears.

Gu Ci Yan pursed his lips, feeling a little choked up and a little aggrieved.

Jiang Wanyu, who was standing aside, felt sad, and her heart was filled with anger.

[Ji Nanxing, this damn scumbag, will be taught a lesson tomorrow. I curse him to give birth to a son with only an asshole! ]

Gu Ci Yan suddenly felt a chill in that place. Compared to the last time, the bald guy actually went easy on him.

"Do you want me to accompany you tomorrow?" Gu Ci Yan was in a good mood as he listened to Jiang Wanyu scolding Ji Nanxing.

Jiang Wanyu is going to attend a class reunion tomorrow. She has thin arms and legs and is such a crybaby. I hope she won’t be bullied later.

"Ah?" Jiang Wanyu looked up at him, his eyes full of confusion, "Why are you accompanying me?"

【Why is he joining in the fun at my classmate party? 】

[Isn't it because I'm alone at home and scared? 】

Jiang Wanyu thought about it and thought that Gu Ciyan didn't want to be alone at home. "If you are bored at home alone, I will transfer some money to you tomorrow and you can go out and play."

"No need." Gu Ci Yan was so angry that his breathing became heavy, so he asked unnecessary questions.

He doesn't care what she wants to do, she can do whatever she wants. If she gets bullied, just let her cry.

Gu Ciyan replied to the person on the other end of the chat box with a cold face, "I will go to the company tomorrow."

When Jiang Wanyu woke up the next morning, her eyes were so swollen that she couldn't open them. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but sigh, "Look at you, you've achieved nothing."

Jiang Wanyu walked into the living room but did not see Gu Ci Yan. The pillows and quilts on the sofa were neatly stacked together.

His shoes were missing at the door, apparently he had gone out.

Where did he go so early in the morning? He couldn't have run away from home because he was sulking.

Jiang Wanyu took out her cell phone with some concern and sent a message to Gu Ci Yan.

Gu Ci Yan was sitting in the car at this time.

The driver carefully looked at the new president through the rearview mirror.

The man was wearing a neat suit and had a distinguished appearance. He leaned back in the back seat with an indifferent look on his face, flipping through a document with his white knuckles casually, and his long legs were naturally crossed.

His brows were furrowed and the air pressure around him was extremely low, as if he was in a bad mood.

The driver didn't dare to look any longer and focused on driving the car towards the company.

Mr. Gu is so handsome, I wonder how many female employees in the company will be moved by his presence.

The phone in his hand lit up. Gu Ci Yan glanced at it, his brows relaxed, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his mouth, and he opened the phone.

The driver peeked behind with some curiosity.

Who sent a message to Mr. Gu? Mr. Gu actually laughed.

But why is Mr. Gu, a CEO, using such an old phone? It’s even older than his own phone model.

Jiang Wanyu: [Where have you been?]

Doesn't this woman want me to leave? She even cares about where I'm going.

Gu Ciyan: [I have something to go out for]

Jiang Wanyu: [Oh.]

Oh?

Just gone? She wasn't even curious about where I went or when I would be back?

Gu Ci Yan stared at the message. There was no movement from the other end for a long time. He threw the phone aside and went back to looking at the documents.

The driver's heart tightened again. Why was he in a bad mood again?

The phone lit up again. Gu Ci Yan held the document tightly in his hand without even looking at the phone.

Why don't you check it? The driver stared at the phone thrown on the seat with curiosity. He really wanted to let Mr. Gu check the message.

"Drive carefully." Gu Ci Yan had already noticed the driver's gaze and frowned.

Are you trying to get into an accident by not driving carefully?

The driver's heart skipped a beat as he met the man's distant eyes through the rearview mirror. He quickly looked at the road ahead and saw that the light was red.

He stopped quickly and almost ran a red light.

"This is the last time, it won't happen again." Gu Ci Yan said coldly, but still couldn't help but picked up the phone.

He is young but he doesn't want to die.

Jiang Wanyu: [When will you come back? If the time is right, Miaomiao and I can pick you up.]

The coldness between Gu Ci Yan's brows disappeared instantly.

Gu Ciyan: [No need. Breakfast is on the table, remember to eat it, and lunch is in the refrigerator.]

Jiang Wanyu was eating a sandwich made by Gu Ci Yan. When she opened the refrigerator, she saw a lunch box inside, which contained one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and white rice.

After a while, the other side sent another message.

Gu Ciyan: [Send me the exact location of the class reunion.]

Why did he want the address of the class reunion? It was impossible for him to come and pick me up.

Jiang Wanyu couldn't guess what he was trying to do. If she didn't send it, he would probably be angry again. After thinking about it, she went to the group and sent the hotel address that He Xihe had booked to Gu Ci Yan.

As soon as Jiang Wanyu's message came, the car stopped.

At the gate of Yanrong Group, the president's secretary Xu Shan had been waiting for the new president for a long time, and finally a Maybach stopped.

As the car door slowly opened, a tall figure stepped out with long legs wrapped in suit pants.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit, with an upright posture, a cold and distant look in his eyes, and he was filled with the calmness and dignity of a superior, looking unattainable.

Xu Shan's eyes lit up. She thought the new president would be a middle-aged bald man, but she didn't expect him to be so young and handsome.

Fortunately, she did not slack off and prepared her outfit today carefully.

Xu Shan straightened her chest, and hurried over to greet him despite the urge to burst out from her chest, "Boss Gu, I'm your secretary Xu Shan."

She pinched her throat and spoke in a delicate voice, which would make most men go weak in the knees.

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