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

From the moment Jiang Huaian arrived in France, he was so nervous that his palms began to sweat slightly and even his breathing became rapid.

The last time I was this nervous was probably the day I confessed my love to you.

He hurried back to the Jiang family's villa and stood in front of the mirror. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner excitement.

But the feeling of tension surged into his heart like a tide, making it impossible for him to calm down.

He washed himself carefully, put on the shirt and tie that An Ran had given him, and checked his appearance in the mirror again and again, paying attention to every detail from his hair to his shoes, hoping to appear in front of An Ran in the most perfect image.

He walked out of the villa and went to a nearby flower shop to carefully select a bouquet of beautiful flowers.

After everything is ready, set off to Anran's address.

Along the way, his mood went up and down like a roller coaster, full of anticipation and nervousness.

Finally, he stood at Anran's door.

Jiang Huainian held the flowers in his hands and took several deep breaths, but he was still very nervous.

After hesitating for a moment, I finally plucked up the courage to knock on the door.

While waiting, he felt as if time was going unusually slowly, and every second was torture.

at last.

The door opened.

An Ran appeared in front of him.

The moment he saw An Ran, the nervousness in Jiang Huainian's heart was like ignited gunpowder, exploding instantly and soaring into the sky.

He could hardly breathe and could only stare at her blankly, as if the whole world had stopped.

The moment An Ran looked up, her heart skipped a beat. Her eyes stayed on his face for half a second, and an indescribable emotion was revealed in the depths of her eyes, including surprise, confusion, and a hint of imperceptible happiness.

The man in front of me still looks the same as I remembered, handsome as ever.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stop at this moment.

Jiang Huai had fantasized about meeting her again in countless late nights, and every detail had been played out over and over again in his mind.

I found that I had a lot to say, but now I was so nervous that I didn't know where to start.

An Ran stared at him blankly, took a deep breath, and tried to keep herself calm.

She looked at Jiang Huainian with a smile and said in a slightly distant voice, "Mr. Jiang, long time no see."

Jiang Huainian looked at her, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

There was joy, guilt, and a hint of imperceptible tension.

His heart, which had been silent for a long time, regained vitality because of her. He whispered hoarsely, "An An, I miss you so much."

An Ran's pupils suddenly shrank, her chest rose and fell violently, she stared at him in disbelief, her mouth trembling as she spoke weakly, "You...you recovered your memory?"

Jiang Huainian lowered his head with red eyes, his hands trembling unconsciously, and he clenched the bouquet tightly and said softly: "I'm sorry, I don't have amnesia..."

In an instant, An Ran felt as if she was struck by lightning, or as if a large basin of ice water was poured over her head. Her brain went blank in an instant, as if the whole world was collapsing before her eyes. It was extremely absurd.

She widened her eyes, stared at Jiang Huainian, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

He sneered a few times, with a hint of disbelief and anger, "You don't have amnesia?"

Jiang Huaian raised his head, his eyes full of guilt and pain.

He took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty: "I...I did this to protect you."

"Protect me?" An Ran sneered, with a cold light in her eyes, "Do you know how much harm your lie has caused me?"

At this time, the sound of a baby crying came from behind.

"Qianqian is looking for her mommy." Li Bin walked to the door holding An Qian, and stopped when he saw Jiang Huainian.

An Ran turned around, gently stroked An Qian's cheek, and coaxed her gently: "Mom has something to do, you be good."

Her voice was full of maternal love and tenderness, which was completely different from her attitude towards Jiang Huainian just now.

"Take Qianqian to bed. She must be feeling sleepy." An Ran said to Li Bin with a smile.

Li Bin nodded, and before leaving, he looked at Jiang Huainian again, his eyes full of complicated emotions.

Jiang Huainian looked at this scene and was stunned at first. Then his heart ached and his fingertips trembled. It seemed as if his heart was being grabbed by something and the pain made him unable to breathe.

"She...she is your child?" The voice was hoarse and trembling, and he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

An Ran's eyes were filled with emotion.

She nodded and said calmly, "Yes, my daughter."

Jiang Huaian felt as if his heart was torn apart, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly stand.

He took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, his eyes full of shock and pain.

"You...you...kid, how old are you?" He spoke with difficulty, his voice almost unrecognizable.

"Three months." An Ran said without blinking.

Jiang Huainian's heart felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and he felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

"Three...three months..."

Not my own child...

She's with another man...

This cruel reality was like a heavy punch that knocked Jiang Huainian dizzy, and all his hopes and expectations turned into nothing.

An Ran looked him straight in the eyes, sneered, and gritted her teeth and said, "Do you think I will wait for you foolishly? You are wrong. I have found my own happiness. Please don't disturb my life, Mr. Jiang."

Her words were like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Jiang Huainian's heart.

He looked at her cold eyes and listened to her resolute words, and the pain and despair in his heart reached its peak.

Tears rolled down, and the broken wails sounded like the howling of a wild beast.

It's all my fault, I can't blame her.

If I hadn't chosen to pretend to have lost my memory, if I had been able to face everything bravely, if I had been able to be honest with each other...

However, there is no if.

He lost her, and their future.

Jiang Huaian was filled with endless regret and self-blame.

He knew he had done something wrong and that nothing could be undone.

An Ran knew that Jiang Huainian's pain and regret at this moment were real, but her heart was still full of hatred.

She hated his deception, his betrayal, and he made her suffer so much.

However, amidst the hatred, love is like an undercurrent, quietly surging.

This kind of love, deep and contradictory, made her fall into endless entanglement.

She couldn't deny that she still loved this man deeply, both in the past and now.

Their past, those sweet memories, were like a mark engraved in her heart, which time could not erase, but became clearer and clearer.

However, An Ran knew clearly that she could not forgive him so easily.

Forgiveness means turning a blind eye to his deception and writing off your own pain and struggle.

She couldn't do it, her heart wouldn't let her.

She took a deep breath, turned around resolutely, closed the door, and no longer looked at Jiang Huainian.