The president is committing suicide

When I finished eating and left, the boss was already installing the door panels.

When night falls, everyone will go home, back to a safe and secure place, to let their wandering and tired souls get a moment of rest.

Where should Ding Jiaying go after sending Qiao Shen home?

I can't go back to the Shen family, and I don't want to go to the Ding family mansion. There's no point in going back to my own villa, it will only make my sister worry.

Qiao Shen stood at the door with her.

“You are right here.”

Ding Jiaying looked at him blankly.

"We've been walking for a long time, you must be cold. I need to go home now, as I haven't fed the koi fish yet."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Qiao Shen put the key in her hand and said, "Uncle Daping won't be back until after the 30th day of the first lunar month. I'd like to trouble you to look after the house and water the flowers for me."

Ding Jiaying understood that this guy wanted her to hide here because he saw that she had nowhere to go.

She didn't want to trouble him and wanted to return the key.

He said, "You have to hide anyway. Hiding for one day is the same. I'll lend it to you for two more days. If you are willing to pay rent, that would be even better. You can give it directly to Uncle Daping and ask him to go to Hotan to buy jade materials."

Ding Jiaying saw out of the corner of her eye a shadow that had been following her for a long time in the distance.

"That's fine. But I don't know which room to stay in. Please arrange it for me before you leave."

He dragged the person into the yard without saying anything.

She said loudly, "Don't leave today. It doesn't matter whether you feed your fish or not. They won't die. You can sleep on the sofa."

"What? I'm sleeping on the sofa in my own home?" Qiao Shen closed the door and resigned himself to going upstairs to help.

The room had not been occupied for a long time, so new sheets, quilt covers and toiletries were brought in.

The eldest lady was a woman who had never done housework. Qiao Shen mopped the floor and wiped the table and asked her to sit at the table and drink tea.

"Done. I'll go to my room. You can take care of the rest. If you need anything, we'll talk tomorrow."

Ding Jiaying nodded: "Well, this is how you should be a landlord."

Qiao Shen was almost so angry that he laughed. Just bear with it. The other person is just in a bad mood. The fact that he is teasing you now means that he is in a much better mood now.

After calming himself down, Qiao Shen went out with a rag in his hand: "Then I will withdraw. Princess, please do as you please."

The room is the master bedroom, with traces of a large photo frame on the wall.

Ding Jiaying guessed that this place should have hung old wedding photos or family portraits like many other houses in the alley.

There were pictures of Qiao Shen's parents, or a small boy named Qiao Shen wearing a suit.

That is the trace of happiness that once existed.

Qiao Shen seemed to be heartless in comforting Ding Jiaying. Who ever comforted him when he was sad?

Ding Jiaying felt a little guilty. If this was once where he had his best memories, but he didn't come here often or even rented it out to others to live in, he definitely wouldn't want to come here again.

She had just gone to the next room, the boy's room, and there was dust half a finger thick on it.

But what does it matter? In this world, everyone has his or her own Shura field.

Ding Jiaying lowered her eyes and looked out the window. There was a familiar shadow standing under the street light outside the courtyard wall.

He hasn't left yet, what can be done to save him?

Ding Jiaying stood up and knocked on the door next door.

The old house was renovated early and the curtains do not block out light.

When the shadows of a man and a woman appeared before his eyes, Shen Cong's heart ached so much that it felt like it was bleeding.

She did it on purpose. She knew clearly that he was standing downstairs, and she made these moves on purpose to make him retreat.

She repeatedly used her indifference to try to get Shen Cong to go back and sign. She wanted to say that whenever she wanted, she could always have a more handsome brother to fill his vacancy.

Nothing is irreplaceable.

Yes, even I was not in Ding Jiaying's heart from the beginning.

What love at first sight? Damn that bullshit.

Ding Jiaying is a person who will never be fooled by appearance.

She is a stone, who will only be eroded by long-term tenderness and confused by absolute security. She wants lots and lots of love and lots and lots of blind obedience.

Even though she was extremely rational.

She will only fall in love if you fall deeper than she does.

If you want to lure her into the game, you have to be the bait.

Shen Cong knew that she was not in love with Qiao Shen at all, and there was no way she would have anything to do with Qiao Shen at this time.

But her determination was too much for him to bear.

She was saying, I will definitely find a way to leave you, I will definitely divorce you.

The annoying snow started falling again, hitting the awning, making a noisy and boring sound.

The lights upstairs went out and the sound of the lock being locked had been heard for a long time.

Shen Cong finally left that position.

Ding Jiaying stood in the darkness, staring at the shallow pit under the street light.

If it is destined to end, do it sooner or later.

Although they had never met, the two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Shen Cong no longer looks for Ding Jiaying all over the world, but he will definitely not sign a divorce agreement.

Ding Jiaying still insisted that Amu send it to Shen Cong, and the garbage was still handled by Luo Yan.

"For the sake of the earth, can we stop using paper documents?" Xiao Mimi couldn't bear to see such a wasteful thing happening right under her nose.

In fact, as Shen Cong's complexion became more and more normal, watching the document delivery was no longer a pleasant experience.

Xiao Mimi looked embarrassed, but Shen Cong actually tore it with calmness and grace.

She didn't know what went wrong or whether Ding Jiaying had given Shen Cong some hope.

"Or can we give up the divorce agreement?"

Ding Jiaying immediately refused: "Then don't send the paper document. I'll send him a scanned version, it's the same."

Same as what?

Electronic files can be completely ignored and thrown into spam.

"I'll have my lawyer come to negotiate."

"That's pretty much it."

Perhaps the tone sounded too much like gloating, so Xiao Mimi turned to business.

"Work will start tomorrow, and you have to come with me to hand out red envelopes to everyone in the company. Where do you live now? I'll pick you up."

When Xiao Mimi heard that she lived in Qiao Shen's house, she couldn't close her mouth for a long time.

"When did you two become so close? Are you trying to harm him to fill your own emotional void?"

"Don't do that. You'll be cursed into film history."

"Although he has switched to working behind the scenes, his previous films are already exciting enough. Judging from his current career development momentum, he will be one of the best producers in the future."

"That is to say, he is the best actor among the producers, and the best producer among the young actors."

"You will be criticized by fans. All the grievances you have suffered before will burst out in you."

……

"Stop imagining things. He's just my landlord." Ding Jiaying was speechless. Did she really look like the kind of bad person who would eat anything when she was hungry and make the whole world suffer with her?

Ding Jiaying rolled her eyes while lying on the bed: "You're still blaming me. Tell me, did Han Jingke play the victim in front of you, and that's why you left Amu to meet him?"

"how do you know?"

"How should I know? You should be worried about why Amu doesn't know yet."