My boss betrayed me

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, the beginning of autumn has passed and it is late autumn. The weather becomes cooler with each autumn rain.

Nangong Yue was walking on the road, and the elementary school students passing by her were still reciting the poems taught by their teacher:

The spring rain shocks the clear spring sky,

Summer is full of wheat and summer is connected

Autumn dew, autumn frost falls,

There is snow in winter and a small cold in winter.

Nangong Yue murmured to himself, "It's already late autumn, can winter be far behind? I wonder if he will be cold?"

The weather is getting colder and colder. The bleak autumn wind is whistling, blowing the falling maple leaves in the distance, and rolling up clouds of dust, covering the earth with a desolate hue.

But no matter how desolate the color is, it still cannot compare to Nangong Yue's mood at this moment. This is the fifth and last time that Nangong Yue has come to Songjiang in his personal capacity.

Nangong Yue counted the days one by one, looking forward to it day by day, and finally the day came when Xia Muchu, the overbearing president, left Songjiang Detention Center.

Nangong Yue was thinking in her heart at this moment: "Tomorrow is the day he will be released from prison. I didn't expect that when the day I was looking forward to came, I would be so nervous."

To date, in the past four months, Nangong Yue has gone to Songjiang four times in total, without letting anyone know, and went there in secret.

She successfully hid the truth from everyone, including her family, parents, relatives, friends, unit, and colleagues. Perhaps only the police could find her whereabouts. No one could guess her intentions except Xia Muchu.

In order to accomplish this, Nangong Yue paid a huge price.

She had to travel a long distance and keep running, like a thousand-mile horse that could travel a thousand miles a day, constantly buying time for herself and ensuring that her round trip time would not take too long.

There is another problem that I am short of money, Longteng Coin. It is said that money is not everything, but without money, nothing is possible.

Nangong Yue had to manage her limited savings pitifully and reasonably.

She didn't want to experience a "backyard fire" too early.

The only thing that made Nangong Yue feel relieved was that he had visited Xia Muchu four times in total, but Xia Muchu did not see him as he said, and saw him every time.

However, the development of the entire plan was very different from what he had planned, which was not optimistic.

Although Xia Muchu met her, every conversation seemed to be for the purpose of completing a certain task. There was no emotion involved and they just said some polite words every time. Xia Muchu just wanted to end the conversation between them as soon as possible and his words were perfunctory.

The most outrageous thing is that Xia Muchu didn’t even want to know her name and never asked Nangong Yue.

Xia Muchu didn't want to know Nangong Yue, didn't want to know her name, what job she did, or anything else about her.

"This is not what I want. It's not a good start. I must do something. Otherwise, all my efforts so far will be in vain and in vain." Nangong Yue said to herself.

"Is Xia Muchu doing this because he has low self-esteem? I don't think so. He is a domineering CEO and he has nothing to be ashamed of."

"Or is he a very conceited person? I don't think so. Yi Mengmeng's behavior is conceited."

"Or does he think I'll hurt him? I don't think so either?"

"My guesses don't seem to hold true, or has he already seen through the mundane world?"

Nangong Yue thought about it over and over again, but still couldn't find the answer.

She did not show her inner struggle on her face.

Nangong Yue began to doubt herself, wondering if she had made a wrong decision. Most of the time, Nangong Yue felt like she was acting in a movie that she had written, directed, and starred in, and that everything was just her wishful thinking.

People who know Nangong Yue know that she has a stubborn temper. Sometimes, she is as stubborn as a bull. She is not a woman who gives up easily. As long as she has determined something, she will not turn back even if she hits a wall.

Nangong Yue has never been able to figure out or explain clearly what it was about this overbearing CEO that made her fall in love with him?

There is only one thing that Nangong Yue is very clear about, that is, this man has something that she has always longed for. This thing is hard to explain, it may be his calmness, it may be his sense of security, or it may be none of the above.

It is a feeling that can only be understood but not expressed in words.

Before coming to Songjiang Detention Center, she considered all possible situations, and repeated each situation in her mind countless times. She was prepared for the worst. She could always think of a good way and a clever way to control the situation.

Although plans cannot keep up with changes, situations may arise that you have not considered.

But she knew that she had to remain calm and not give up until the last moment.

"I only wish to win the heart of one person and stay with him till we grow old. Every woman will make such a decision in her life." Nangong Yue murmured to herself.

Nangong Yue was lying in a hotel near Songjiang Detention Center, not feeling sleepy at all. She replayed all the scenarios she had imagined in her mind to make sure she could handle them.

Yi Mengmeng is undoubtedly his biggest rival, as she is the wife of this domineering president.

She knew that this woman would definitely come on the day Xia Muchu was released. She didn't know what an awkward scene it would be at that time. It might not be awkward, but full of tension.

You can't hide, and you shouldn't hide. You should try every possible way to reasonably turn passivity into initiative. This is your chance, and you must seize it.

She hadn't slept all night, but she didn't feel tired at all. Before 8 o'clock in the morning, she checked out of the room and walked to Songjiang Detention Center.

At the gate of Songjiang Detention Center, three brand new high-end cars were parked on the roadside.

A pure black "Little Golden Man" car highlights the nobility of the car owner;

A white Dior, noble and majestic, highlights the identity and status of the car owner;

A beige "Natasan" is high-end and classy, ​​low-key and luxurious, highlighting the taste of the car owner.

There was also a group of bodyguards wearing tailor-made suits, standing upright on the side of the road. Although they did not say a word, they gave people a strong sense of security and oppression.

It was the first time that Nangong Yue saw such a scene in real life. Before this, such scenes only happened in movies and TV dramas.

On the other hand, Nangong Yue was standing alone on the side of the road, forming a very sharp contrast between the two sides.

She stood alone opposite all this grand ceremony, not daring to go over.

At this moment, a man who looked to be about 40 years old got out of the white "Dior" and walked straight towards Nangong Yue. Nangong Yue suddenly became nervous.

The man was dressed in a suit that was obviously an international luxury brand, and he was wearing a pair of diamond-encrusted glasses.

He looked Nangong Yue up and down with an unfriendly look, and asked politely on the surface: "Excuse me, is this Miss Nangong Yue?"

The feeling emanating from this person made Nangong Yue's hair stand on end.

Nangong Yue looked at the other person warily: "We have never met before, right? Why do you know my name?"

The man in front of him smiled and handed over a business card: "I am a friend of Mu Chu. I heard from Mu Chu that you come to see Brother Mu Chu every month, and so do I. But we don't seem to be destined to meet, and we have never met once."

The font on the business card is exactly the same as the one on Yi Mengmeng's business card. It is also a line of exquisite fonts, and it says: Li Jun, General Manager of Songjiang Yingkesong Hotel.

Nangong Yue asked: "Are these people the bodyguards of your hotel? Are you all here to pick up Xia Muchu?"

"Xia Muchu?" Li Jun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then stared at Nangong Yue coldly, his tone suddenly turned cold, and said, "You are a little girl who is still wet behind the ears, how dare you call him by his name? There are many people around my brother Muchu, but there are not many who dare to call him by his name. I can count them on one hand, but I don't remember you being among them."

Nangong Yue was frightened by this sudden scene, and her legs went limp uncontrollably.

This was also the first time that Nangong Yue felt the majesty of the overbearing president of Longteng Group.

Then Nangong Yue also thought it through clearly. Xia Muchu’s friends could not possibly be only Li Yichen.

Nangong Yue immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't know."

I thought to myself: "I have to apologize quickly. This guy doesn't look like someone you can mess with. What if he hits me? I'm so scared."

"Forget it, ignorance is not a crime. I won't embarrass a little girl. Maybe you are an exception for Brother Zichu." Li Jun said disapprovingly, "Miss Nangong, it's not safe for you to stand here alone. You should come with me and wait in the car."

"Luckily this big brother didn't bother with me. Damn it, I was scared to death." Nangong Yue thought to herself.

At the same time, Nangong Yue understood what Li Jun meant and heard the hidden meaning in his words. She was worried that after Yi Mengmeng came, the two would have an argument or even a physical conflict, so she suggested that he hide in the car.

So I said, "Thank you, Jun-ge. I appreciate your kindness. I must stand here. I think it's good for me to stand here."

Seeing that Nangong Yue was so persistent, Li Jun didn't say anything else, but he became more curious about the weak woman in front of him.

Not long after, Xia Muchu walked out of the door of Songjiang Detention Center of Longteng Country.

After losing his personal freedom for a whole year, Xia Muchu ended his life as a prisoner and became the domineering president again.

His steps were extremely firm. According to the tradition of the Songjiang Detention Center of Longteng Country, everyone who left would choose not to look back, implying that they wanted to start a new life.

Xia Muchu also chose to abide by this tradition, even though he was not a prisoner in the first place, and he did not look back, and regained his own freedom.