The domineering president goes on a blind date

"Assistant An, thank you for telling me that the person I chose was indeed the right one. It's a pity that you don't belong to me." Jin Xiaomin's eyes changed from lonely to bright.

Jin Xiaomin is not a person who feels that she has nothing without love. In her opinion, any encounter in life is the most beautiful encounter. Regardless of whether there is a result or not, the purest beauty should be hidden in the bottom of your heart. When you take it out in the future, it will be a piece of sugar cube in your memory.

An Xiangbei's expression eased a lot, and he felt that Jin Xiaomin should let him go.

"Xiao Min, I still want to apologize to you for what happened last night. I was drunk and talked nonsense."

An Xiangbei gradually relaxed.

"No, it's the truth that comes out after drinking."

"Xiao Min, I know myself and I can handle my own feelings."

"I mean the person who spoke the truth after drinking was not me. Didn't you just say that when you were drunk you said, Shang Xuanxuan, I like you?"

An Xiangbei pieced together the fragments of memory in his mind, as if he had really said it.

"You didn't deny it. It seems that you like Xuanxuan."

"No, no, no, no, I don't. How could I like Xuanxuan? She's still a child."

"Then why didn't you say it was someone else when you were drunk, but Xuanxuan?"

An Xiangbei choked up, he didn't know either. There was a ball of wool in his head that was everywhere, and he couldn't figure out why this was happening.

"Assistant An, it was Xuanxuan who took care of you last night. I just arrived this morning. It was Xuanxuan who asked me to come, and I thought this was an opportunity. It was Xuanxuan who took care of you last night, and you also said your confession to Xuanxuan."

An Xiangbei still didn't speak.

"Xuanxuan is a good girl. If you like her, you must hold on tight. I'm leaving first."

"Xiaomin, that..."

An Xiangbei looked at Jin Xiaomin, but didn't know what to say.

Jin Xiaomin understood.

"Assistant Ante, you are not thinking about the drama of sisters fighting for love in your mind. Xuanxuan and I have been good friends since we were young. I know very well what kind of person Xuanxuan is. Besides, it doesn't seem to be worthwhile to fall out with my good sister who loves me for a man I don't like."

An Xiangbei felt guilty for his pettiness. He was not a prince, so how could he be worth fighting over by two girls?

"Assistant Ante, you told me the truth. I am not angry, just a little disappointed. I can adjust my emotions by myself. I have games to play after I go back. I will be very busy."

An Xiangbei walked to Jin Xiaomin, bent down again and apologized.

"Xiao Min, I'm sorry. The person you love in the future will definitely be better than me."

"You've said sorry many times. You didn't say sorry to me. You just told me the truth. I don't blame you. I want to say something for my good sister Shang Xuanxuan. If you really like Xuanxuan, go after her. However, you must first be clear about your own heart, because you are a gentleman. You should feel guilty about the ten-year age difference. But guilt is not as regretful as losing Xuanxuan. You should take the first step bravely, just like me. Goodbye."

Jin Xiaomin took her bag and left the hotel, still unable to hide the disappointment on her face, but she quickly adjusted herself. Fortunately she came here today, otherwise she would still be immersed in love and unable to extricate herself.

She took out a ribbon and tied up her long hair, revealing her childish face. She was still the top student in the department.

This morning, Jin Xiaomin got up early to review English and received a call from Shang Xuanxuan.

"Xiaomin, I'll give you a chance to get close to An Xiangbei, do you want it?" The perceptive Jin Xiaomin immediately felt the emotion in Shang Xuanxuan's words, but did not say it clearly because she herself had not yet dealt with it.

"Yes, why not?"

"He's drunk and in the hotel." Shang Xuanxuan's voice lost its color, like an emotionless walkie-talkie.

Jin Xiaomin seemed to have guessed it, but still wanted to try harder.

"Thanks. When I succeed, I'll treat you to a feast."

Shang Xuanxuan did not respond to Jin Xiaomin and hung up the phone silently.

Jin Xiaomin looked at the silent phone and forced a smile.

I'm here to end this.

After Jin Xiaomin arrived at the hotel, it was indeed over, but it was her expectation for An Xiangbei.

Jin Xiaomin looked at An Xiangbei, who had a confused look on his face, and just found it funny.

"I'm leaving now. You can think about it slowly."

After Jin Xiaomin left, An Xiangbei didn't want to stay in a place filled with Shang Xuanxuan's atmosphere, so he went directly to Li Group.

However, Jin Xiaomin's words made An Xiangbei restless, and he was not in the right state of mind when working.

"Assistant Ante, this document was signed incorrectly."

An Xiangbei looked at the document and supported his forehead weakly with his right hand.

At the end of the document, Shang Xuanxuan's name was written in a flamboyant style.

“Print another copy of the document.”

Secretary Li printed the document and placed it in front of An Xiangbei.

An Xiangbei signed and confirmed it again before handing the document to Secretary Li.

"Assistant Ante, if you are tired, go back and rest. I will ask them to postpone the project."

"I'm fine and don't need to rest. You go and do your work." Now that An Xiangbei stopped, his mind was full of Shang Xuanxuan.

Secretary Li said nothing more and turned and walked out of the office.

Secretary Li returned to his workstation and looked at the phone number on his cell phone, wondering whether he should notify Li Anhe.

Ever since An Xiangbei disappeared for a day last time, Li Anhe asked Secretary Li to call him if he had any questions.

An Xiangbei's expression was worse than last time, and he was obviously using work to numb himself.

After much ideological struggle, Secretary Li decided to call Li Anhe.

In the office, An Xiangbei looked at the wrong signature on the document and slapped his head hard.

How did I write Shang Xuanxuan's name? How did I write Shang Xuanxuan's name?

An Xiangbei put down the documents and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The towering Li Building was on par with the clouds, but An Xiangbei felt as if his feet were suspended in the air, with a sense of powerlessness as if he was suspended in the clouds.

Before coming to work at Li Group, An Xiangbei called Mr. Kong San and asked why Shang Xuanxuan came last night?

Mr. Kong San's assistant said that he opened his cell phone address book and asked his assistant to make the call.

It is said that people talk nonsense when drunk, but why is it Shang Xuanxuan? Could it be that he really is coveting Shang Xuanxuan?

The relationship between them and their ages were not suitable. If Shang Jinyun knew about this, it would probably cause a big stir in the business world.

An Xiangbei punched the glass, sat on the sofa in annoyance, and pulled his tie open a little, but no air could enter his lungs.

Ding-ling-ling, the cell phone rang, and An Xiangbei was startled, as if he had done something wrong.

Taking out his cell phone, An Xiangbei straightened his clothes before answering the call.