My Groom Ran Away

Nguyen's Building, the third floor is the dining hall.

During lunch time, the staff restaurant has rich dishes and a lively and crowded atmosphere.

Xia Lian, the administrative manager, was a little disappointed when he didn't catch up with today's sauced pig's knuckles, but was relieved quickly, and returned to the westernmost table of the restaurant with the selected dishes.

Tian Jing of the Secretariat is talking at the moment—

"Last time Lin Muyang was in the office and said that Cheng always married Vice President Ruan for the Beicheng project. I don't think it is. The relationship between husband and wife is very good."

The gossip in the company flows quickly, after all, the work is difficult, so I just adjusted it by pointing to such a bit of entertainment.

A few days ago, Vice President Ruan’s predecessor and current Shura scene stimulated the nerves of many people. Everyone will have a few words in these two days.

Thinking of the Bentley that came to pick up Vice President Ruan from get off work every day, Xia Lian sighed: "Oh, my husband didn't come to pick me up from get off work. It seems that the keyboard is still missing."

Xiang Bin raised his eyebrows and retorted on behalf of the male compatriot: "That's you and Brother Yu, one city east of the city and the other city west. You will be home when he arrives. You can't blame him."

Xia Lian's envy is true, but kneeling at the keyboard is only joking. Hearing that, he nodded with a smile, and then heard Tian Jing yelling next to him: "Vice President Ruan..."

She looked up and saw the woman with a thin powdered face, beautiful appearance, and smart professional attire. Her eyebrows were as delicate as walking from a painting, and the fluffy maroon waves added a touch of femininity.

Especially the right pair of phoenix eyes, her gentle temperament did not show a little bit of dust, and she was so beautiful.

Looking at the eyes of a few people, Ruan Zhiyin said with a smile: "There is no place, do you mind if I make a table?"

"Sit down, you sit down."

Xiang Bin quickly reacted and pushed the dinner plate to make room for Ruan Zhiyin.

The Nguyen Thi Building is located in the business district. The staff restaurant tastes good, but there are also many delicious takeaways around.

As an assistant to Ruan Zhiyin for half a year, Xiang Bin knows that she rarely visits the staff restaurant unless she is too busy to order takeaways.

He thought well, Ruan Zhiyin did forget to order takeaway in advance. But it wasn't because of busy work, but because he didn't understand Cheng Yuelin's attitude these days.

I waited to take her to get off work every day, but didn't say a word in the car. To say that Cheng Yuelin didn't want to talk to her, but he didn't eat less of the breakfast she made.

Under the same roof, Ruan Zhiyin didn't know how to get along well with Cheng Yuelin. In interpersonal relationships, she is not too proactive.

Just thinking about it, Tian Jing, who was opposite, suddenly looked at her, her eyes filled with excitement and curiosity.

Tian Jing is now Ruan Zhiyin's secretary, not as worried as others. Besides, Ruan Zhiyin is not a harsh boss, and occasionally chats with employees.

After the little girl struggled, she tentatively said, "Mr. Ruan, how did you and Cheng always know each other?"

Ruan Zhiyin glanced at her without concealing it, and said with a chuckle: "He is my high school classmate. We... used to be at the same table for a year."

Hearing her words, Tian Jing's eyes lit up, as if she was in a romantic idol drama at the same table. Ruan Zhiyin avoided her sight with a little guilty conscience and couldn't bear to break her fantasy.

Moreover, Cheng Yuelin also stated in the agreement that he must show his affection when he is outside.

In the past few days, the company’s rumors have changed from Qin Ju’s escape for love and her regretful marriage. Cheng Yuelin and her have long been in love.

But reality and fantasy are worlds apart.

In his second year of high school, Cheng Yuelin was still alone. But in the third year of high school, the class size changed from single to double.

At that time, no one dared to sit at the same table with Cheng Yuelin, and this miserable task that others could not avoid fell on Ruan Zhiyin's head.

The tip of the needle faced Maimang, Cheng Yuelin was embarrassed on the face, and Ruan Zhiyin secretly countered.

If you want to talk about romance, there must be none.

"Cheng sees how gentle your eyes are, and I don't know when my husband will learn to be gentle."

Obviously, Xia He was watching the whole journey in front of the elevator, and he became a member of the fantasy romantic idol drama.

"Gentle?" Ruan Zhiyin thought of Cheng Yuelin's performance when facing Qin Ju, and shook his head with a faint smile, "Perhaps."

He slapped his face when he went back.

—

Lin Heng Building, President's Office.

The heavy-duty Vice President Qian could be able to finish a table of billiards, and the last ball fell into the hole. Qian Fan turned around and glanced at Cheng Yuelin, who had just finished a video conference.

The man leaned indifferently on the back of his chair, his complexion condensed, and the chilling oppression that hadn't dissipated.

Qian Fan sighed, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter, Brother Lin. The spring is full of light the other day, but the dark clouds cover my face the past few days. They all asked me to find out when the boss will turn from cloudy to sunny. Tell me?"

"Tell you, what do you know."

After speaking, Cheng Yuelin informed Bai Bo to prepare for the next meeting in half an hour, and didn't even give him a look.

Qian Fan felt that his condition became more and more serious, otherwise he would not return to such a state of alienation and silence.

In the past two years, when Cheng Yuelin was in a good mood, he could occasionally catch a glimpse of the unruly expression of the past.

With the intention to respond to the confidant brother, Qian Fan put down his club and walked to sit down opposite him.

"Why are you and Fu Chenyuan a virtue? He went home to play games three months ago, and started chatting with his mobile phone a month ago. I cared about him kindly, and he also said that I can understand anything." Speaking of this, Qian Fan snorted softly.

"What's the matter, is it possible that you are detached from human beings and want to study the origin of the moon?"

Qian Fan's tone is relaxed, but on the face I will not give up without telling your story.

Seeing him exploring himself so hard, Cheng Yuelin looked up and said lightly: "I'm different from you, understand?"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Fan became even more unhappy, and looked at him up and down a few times: "I said Brother Lin, except that you look slightly better than me, what's the other structure different?"

In order to prove the small distance between the two of them, Qian Fan also stretched out his fingernails to compare the size of a grain of rice.

Cheng Yuelin raised her eyebrows and closed the document. His white and slender knuckles slowly pointed at him, and his tone of voice leisurely expressed the difference between the two: "I, married."

And you, unmarried.

We are different.

"Heh, why, don't you just go as a guest bridegroom temporarily, this is considered married?" Qian Fan was very disapproving. "When the storm passes, Ruan Zhiyin may ask you for a divorce someday."

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Yuelin's expression just eased a little, and he sank instantly.

He cast his eyebrows at Qian Fan, and said coldly: "We can't be separated from this marriage."

"I know I know. It is said that the divorce lawsuit is troublesome, and it is not easy to divorce." Qian Fan lowered his head, without noticing the other party's emotions, and added, "But that's a serious couple that is not easy to divorce. , What does it have to do with you."

There was silence in the room, and the icy cold gradually permeated, Qian Fanshan raised his head, and finally received the man's cold eyes.

"No, Brother Lin..." He finally sensed something different and tentatively said, "Could it be that you suddenly fell in love with Ruan Zhiyin?!"

Cheng Yuelin frowned: "Noisy."

Then he suppressed his dislike for the few sentences he had just said, hummed and emphasized, "Can't see it? It's not sudden."

Qian Fan was stunned: "..."

It's more than invisible, it's almost hidden.

He and Cheng Yuelin have known each other for more than ten years and know each other's duplicity best. But even with this understanding, Qian Fan really did not expect—

"Brother Lin, are you still playing secret love?" He stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth in the huge president's office, muttering words, "No, no, no, no."

Cheng Yuelin was already full of depression, but now he was even more irritated by his wandering around. He pressed his eyebrows and simply closed his eyes.

After digesting it for a long time, Qian Fan spoke again: "So you are in a bad mood. Is it your sister-in-law who is angry with you?"

The marriage contract between Ruan Zhiyin and Qin Ju is not a secret. Cheng Yuelin also became the ready-made bridegroom because Qin Ju escaped the marriage.

He is the bridegroom with a secret love on his back. If his sister-in-law treats him badly, don't be angry!

Cheng Yuelin choked slightly, then said solemnly: "No."

After the words were finished, a lightly flirty gaze stopped on the transparent lunch box beside the contract, and casually pointed—

"This, she did it in the morning."

"My sister-in-law is really considerate."

Seeing the sandwich, Qian Fan was a little surprised.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief for Cheng Yuelin, and couldn't help but ask, "Then what kind of madness do you have?"

Cheng Yuelin paused, lifted his eyelids lightly, and said lightly: "Qin Ju has a better temper than me?"

"It's not clear..." Qian Fan realized that he was half-talking, and his face was amused. "No, then you two have different personalities."

Qin Yue is the kind of good boy who was praised by the teachers and elders since he was a child. He has a gentle temper. He never quarreled with anyone when he was a child.

However, Qian Fan finally analyzed the reasons for Cheng Yuelin's bad mood these days—

"With you, this is jealous of the ex."

Cheng Yuelin refused to admit it, chuckled in a clear voice, and then casually said, "I need to be jealous?"

There is a ready-made marriage contract that can't marry someone in. Why should he bother to be jealous?

"It was my first love after all..."

Qian Fan whispered.

"What is the first love, it was a momentary loss of her."

Cheng Yuelin retorted with condensed eyebrows, as if thinking of something, slowly took out something from the inner pocket of the straight suit and placed it directly on the table.

Seeing Qian Fan's eyes widened in an instant, he opened his mouth with satisfaction: "I have this, and I still need to compare with others?"

"Yeah, this is the first time I saw a living marriage certificate."

Qian Fan was quite surprised. After all, he used to see a bunch of people in the circle of friends who gave evidence.

Cheng Yuelin almost doesn't use WeChat, but he is different, and he carries his marriage certificate with him!

Qian Fan called the good guy directly and wanted to take a closer look, but the other party put away the dark red marriage certificate.

Unexpectedly, Brother Lin was doing big things in a dull voice, so he got his sister-in-law done so quickly. Not only did he get the certificate quickly, but he also cooked for him intimately every day.

It's really enviable.

At the moment, he smiled and said: "Brother Lin, you still have jealous Qin Jue after receiving the certificate. This is not like you. You have all taken his wife away. You have to be arrogant."

"Need you to teach?" Cheng Yuelin pursed her thin lips, paused, and glanced at her eyebrows, "Don't worry about divorce for me anymore."

—

After lunch, Ruan Zhiyin declined Tian Jing and Xia He's invitation for dessert, and took the elevator back to the office.

She was afraid that the two of them were too interested, and really asked about her life at the same table with Cheng Yuelin. They didn't mean anything, and Ruan Zhiyin didn't want to deal with it coldly.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Ruan Zhiyin turned on the computer to prepare for work, but the phone on the table buzzed.

I clicked on WeChat and found that it was Qin Xiang's news—

[Sister Zhiyin, my mother and my brother have been experiencing low air pressure recently, and she even angered and fired the person in charge of the wedding company. I didn't dare to speak at home, and as expected, I was at the bottom of the whole family. My brother doesn't live up to his temper, so you deserve to kick him. But I stand by your side absolutely, always and firmly! Don't abandon me, okay T_T]

The news was brief, and Ruan Zhiyin finished reading it quickly.

Then my fingertips paused slightly, but still did not choose to reply.

The Qin family and the Ruan family are family friends. Qin Ju and Qin Xiang used to visit the Ruan family to visit Grandpa Ruan.

When she arrived at Ruan's house, Qin Xiang was only nine years old. The girl once called her sister innocently, and when she first attended a crowded occasion, she took Qin Ju to defend her together.

Over the years, Ruan Zhiyin truly regards Qin Xiang as his sister. But now she hasn't figured out how to face Qin Xiang.

However, one of Qin Xiang's words still made her quite concerned.

After thinking about it for a while, she quit WeChat, opened the address book, and dialed someone's phone—

"Kang Yu, do you have time to meet?"