The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

An Ran was slightly stunned and replied with an "OK".

Jiang Huainian frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Shen Wenyin said to Jiang Huai Nian coquettishly: "Let's go eat casserole porridge tonight. I'm going to start managing my body in a few days."

Jiang Huaian raised his head, glanced at Shen Wenyin, and smiled slightly, "Okay."

Then the three of them went to the clay pot porridge shop together.

Along the way, Shen Wenyin chatted with Jiang Huainian in a low voice, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

Anran sat in the passenger seat, like an outsider.

She put on her headphones, casually turned on the music player, and closed her eyes.

The song "Release" was coming from the headphones. The lyrics seemed to be tailor-made for her, and every word touched her heart.

"It's because I love you too much that I'm willing to let you go. It doesn't matter if you hold me in your arms, it's so unlucky." She felt bitter in her heart and tears welled up in her eyes.

She didn't understand why the man who once loved her deeply became so strange because of his amnesia.

"I know I'm ugly, so there's no point forcing you. Do you want me to threaten you with every word you say?" The lyrics seemed to be her inner voice. She felt like a clown. Even though the other person said he didn't remember her and had no feelings for her, she still wanted to pester him.

She took off her headphones, sniffed, and looked out the window.

Jiang Huainian looked at Anran's reflection in the car window, her face full of loneliness and sadness.

He really wanted to reach out and touch her cheek and comfort her wounded heart.

When they arrived at the clay pot porridge restaurant, the three of them sat in a private room.

Shen Wenyin ordered a few dishes she liked, and asked Jiang Huai Nian with a smile: "Huai Nian, is there anything you want to eat in particular?"

Jiang Huaian nodded slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "I like everything you ordered."

Shen Wenyin looked up at An Ran, "Secretary An, what about you? What do you like to eat?"

An Ran smiled faintly, "I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky about food."

Shen Wenyin placed her order directly to the waiter.

The waiter politely asked, "Are there any dietary restrictions?"

Shen Wenyin shook her head and her eyes fell on An Ran again.

Anran shook her head gently.

Jiang Huainian sat aside, frowning slightly.

Not long after, the casserole porridge came up.

The waiter poured ingredients such as green onions and cilantro directly into the pot.

Jiang Huaian frowned slightly and glanced at An Ran inconspicuously.

Never eat onions or coriander.

Every time they ate, he would ask An Ran to remove the onions and coriander, and if they couldn't be removed, he would help An Ran pick them out.

Now, these green onions and coriander are floating on the steaming casserole porridge, looking particularly eye-catching.

He struggled internally and wanted to ask the waiter to pick out the onions.

But he couldn't do that, or An Ran would find out.

The waiter served them the porridge. Anran looked down and saw coriander and green onions floating in the bowl. She suddenly felt bitter in her heart.

She quietly picked up the chopsticks and began to pick out the ingredients she didn't like one by one.

Shen Wenyin noticed An Ran's actions and asked in surprise, "You don't eat onions and coriander?"

An Ran nodded slightly.

Shen Wenyin said: "If I had known, I wouldn't have let them join."

An Ran raised her head, smiled faintly, and said, "It's okay, I can just pick it up."

The three of them began to eat, and Shen Wenyin talked to Jiang Huainian from time to time about interesting things in the entertainment industry, the wire work required for the new movie, etc.

Anran was eating porridge.

Suddenly, she felt a strong nausea and her face turned pale. She immediately covered her mouth, got up and ran to the bathroom in the box.

Seeing this, Jiang Huainian's face darkened instantly and he looked towards the bathroom anxiously, his eyes full of worry and nervousness.

He glanced at An Ran's bowl and saw a few chopped green onions left.

He immediately realized that she had eaten the onion.

It was very painful to watch her suffer because of eating onions.

He had to let An Ran leave him.

"Ms. Shen, you are an actress. You are familiar with the angles of kissing scenes, right?"

Shen Wenyin paused and nodded.

In the bathroom, An Ran was holding onto the sink.

Since I became pregnant, this reaction has become commonplace.

She took a few deep breaths, washed her face with cold water, and walked out of the bathroom.

When Jiang Huainian saw An Ran coming out, he quickly grabbed Shen Wenyin's shoulders, tilted his head slightly, and adjusted to an angle that seemed intimate but would not actually lead to a kiss.

This is an angle carefully designed by Shen Wenyin.

When An Ran saw this scene, her face turned pale instantly. Her body shook a few times, and then she felt dizzy and slid down the wall weakly.

Her eyes gradually closed, and she felt so uncomfortable.

Her heart felt like it was being squeezed by a huge hand, getting tighter and tighter, and the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe.

The feeling of being betrayed and hurt was unbearable for her. She couldn't help but shed tears of sadness and despair, wetting her cheeks, expressing her disappointment and heartache for the man she once loved deeply.

Jiang Huainian saw An Ran slumped on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

Grit your teeth and steel your heart to continue the show.

The waiter just pushed the door open and was shocked to see An Ran sitting on the ground with a pale face.

He immediately squatted beside An Ran and asked nervously: "Miss! Miss! What's wrong with you!"

Seeing this, Jiang Huainian finally let go of Shen Wenyin's shoulders.

Shen Wenyin gently covered her mouth and walked to An Ran, pretending to be worried and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

An Ran slowly opened her eyes, her gaze fell on Jiang Huaian, a trace of despair and heartache flashed in her eyes.

The waiter became even more worried when he saw An Ran didn't respond.

He immediately took out his cell phone to call the emergency number, "Miss, don't scare me, I'll call an ambulance right now."

An Ran said slowly, "I'm fine."

The waiter and Shen Wenyin asked her to sit on the sofa.

An Ran sat on the sofa and looked up at Jiang Huaian, with only deep disappointment and fatigue in her eyes.

She said weakly: "Jiang Huai Nian, let's talk."

Jiang Huaian took a breath and nodded.

Seeing this, the waiter, Shen Wenyin and others tactfully left the box, leaving the two of them alone.

An Ran's eyes were red, and her voice was trembling: "Jiang Huai Nian, I'm tired..."

Jiang Huainian's heart sank suddenly. He knew what An Ran was going to say, and his mouth pursed tightly.

An Ran continued, "We once loved each other so much." Her voice was filled with nostalgia.

Suddenly, she laughed at herself and looked up at Jiang Huainian, "Heh...you don't remember."

Jiang Huainian's eyes were sore and his heart was deeply hurt.

He turned his face away, avoiding her gaze.

An Ran forced an ugly smile, "I love you very much, but I want to let go, let you go, and let myself go."

She stood up and said calmly, "I will send my resignation report directly to Special Assistant Chen, and I will move out of Shenzhen First Floor as soon as possible."

Jiang Huainian clenched his hands tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms.

He said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You can keep the house as a breakup fee."

An Ran sneered: "I don't want your things."

Then she stood up and when she reached the door, she stopped and looked back at Jiang Huainian.

"I hope you will lose that memory forever."