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Ruoting: What's wrong?

No matter which vest Jiang Wanning is under, she is in a daze. Why does this new article extend to the issue of her love? If it is true as An Yi's conjecture, where is her love partner?Why haven't you come to see her yet.

An Yi knew that Ruoting must be online at this moment, and they were all old readers who had followed her for several years, and no matter how busy she was, she would never forget her wife's posting time.

But in fact, it was Jiang Wanning's curiosity. The author was sick and wanted to see everyone's evaluation of the new article.

An Yi sent a few screenshots to Jiang Wanning, and marked the key points with red circles, and then added a sentence: Look at the ones I circled.

Jiang Wanning clicked on a few pictures and looked at them, all of them were familiar words, which read:

——Lin Anxia's right hand was pressed against her chest, and the noise around her seemed to be far away from her, only the sound of the little rabbit buried on her chest under her palm, struggling to bounce.

—— Lin Anxia has never had such feelings, never wanted to possess someone so much.

Jiang Wanning didn't think there was anything wrong with putting these words in the article. She focused on portraying Lin Anxia's feelings in the article. Although this is indeed different from her previous way of describing vague feelings, it should not be related to her reality. ..

Jiang Wanning tried her best to follow An Yi's rhythm and read her own article again, but she still couldn't find something that surprised her. She is still too familiar with this story, and she can't completely separate from the author's identity to experience this story.

But she had to pretend to keep up with An Yi's rhythm, and typed back: I really think there is one thing, the style of writing in this book is different from the previous one.

An Yi: Woohoo, our wife must have left the singles!

Ruoting: So this one is kicking the cabinet door?

An Yi: I think it might be...

Jiang Wanning didn't know how to answer An Yi's words.She felt that she would not be able to hold back what she said. For example, now Jiang Wanning knew Jiang Xin, Jiang Wanning knew Ruoting, but Ruoting didn't know Jiang Xin. No matter how she thought about it, she found it strange. Fortunately, An Yi didn't ask and think deeply.

"Jiang Wanning!"

Jiang Zhen's angry shout brought back Jiang Wanning's thoughts. She frowned and looked up at the uncle who was about to go berserk. Her eyes turned cold, and she asked slowly with full aura, "What's the matter?"

Since Jiang Wanning became the president, although she has a bad attitude towards Jiang Zhen, she has not shown it on the stage. After all, they are a family, and she has always given him face.

Only now, she seems to be in a bad mood.

Jiang Zhen never thought that Jiang Wanning would talk to him like this at the meeting, and his already irritable temper gradually rose. His eyes were fierce, and he said word by word: "The meeting is not over yet."

Jiang Wanning looked at Jiang Zhen coldly for a few seconds, then suddenly bent the corners of her lips and laughed.

Her eyes swept across the faces of the members of the board of directors, and then said with a smile: "Then let's stop here today, the meeting is over!"

Before the young and old in the conference room could react, she had already left her seat and walked out of the conference hall without looking back.

She won't turn her head back, lest these people call her back unreasonably. This batch/fight meeting has been held all morning. Although it is not painful, it is also a waste of time.

Therefore, she did not see Jiang Zhen's hand clenched tightly under the conference table.

When Jiang Wanning returned to the office, An Yi was still huddled behind the documents and swiping her phone, not noticing the arrival of her immediate boss at all.Jiang Wanning stood at the door and looked at the furry head, and walked back to her desk without interruption.

She looked through the readers' comments, there were a lot of them, she searched and searched, trying to find An Yi's among the hundreds of comments, but she couldn't find it even after she patiently read to the end.

Jiang Wanning thought she had missed it, and turned back from the first one. The comments were still being refreshed, but she still couldn't find An Yi's comment.

Is there no reply?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanning frowned slightly, but she felt that she shouldn't. She had already read it and discussed it with her friends, so why didn't she reply.

In order to find An Yi in everyone's comments, Jiang Wanning searched up and down twice, and finally confirmed that An Yi really didn't leave a message for her, not even a reward ticket with a built-in comment function.

After confirming, disappointment flooded his whole body. Jiang Wanning put down the phone, looked at the person hiding behind the document opposite, and fell into a huge wave of self-questioning.

Why didn't she leave a comment?Is it poorly written?Is there too much difference in style?Is it really not enough for readers to like?

It has been four years, and this is probably the first time Jiang Wanning has no confidence in the stories she writes, the first time she feels that her works will not be liked by others, and the first time she cares so much about the stories she writes. A person's feelings.

Those seemingly Buddhist, seemingly indifferent states seem to have disappeared just because of such an unintentional move.

"An Yi." Jiang Wanning was not in a good mood, so naturally she did not let go of the culprit who made her feel bad.

An Yi's body froze instinctively when her name was called, she turned off her phone and looked up from the file in a panic. She heard the voice coming from the direction of the opposite desk, so she looked over.

The eyes met Jiang Wanning's, and it felt creepy as if he had seen a ghost. No matter what, An Yi was fishing during working hours, and he didn't even notice when Jiang Wanning came back.

"Jiang...Mr. Jiang..." An Yi responded softly with a trembling voice.

She seldom runs away during office hours, but these are important times that need to put aside some important days, such as the opening time of Jiangxin, the anniversary of the publication, etc. These are important times for readers An Yi.

"Are you reading Jiang Xin's article? I remember she posted a new article today." Jiang Wanning stood up and walked towards An Yi.

She tried her best to imply that if An Yi couldn't remember to comment again, she...she would go back and lock the text at night!Stop writing!

An Yi stood up and hid the phone behind her back. The smile on her face was embarrassing, and she replied intermittently and tentatively: "Well, it was sent at twelve o'clock... arts..."

"How is it? I don't have time to read it yet." Jiang Wanning pretended to be curious, and leaned towards An Yi's desk.

An Yi instinctively backed away, keeping a safe distance from Jiang Wanning. As for how to answer this question, she kept silent for a while with a stiff smile, and then replied: "It's a bit different from the previous style of writing, but it feels very sweet. , through... revealing the breath of love."

As An Yi talked, she felt that her eyes were gossiping. Jiang Wanning looked at her carefully gossip, stood up straight, bent her lips and asked with a smile: "Do you still want to confirm her identity with me?" Romance?"

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!" An Yi nervously took two steps back, waving her hands in denial.

"She's still single." Jiang Wanning's smile deepened.

She didn't know how it turned into a self-confessed emotional state when she was clearly trying to trouble An Yi, and more importantly, she still didn't understand why An Yi didn't write her a comment.

An Yi looked at Jiang Wanning's weird smile, and tasted it quietly, always feeling a little strange, and seeing Jiang Wanning's eyes full of gossip under her gaze, she woke up.

"Ahem..." She coughed twice to ease the embarrassment, then stood up straight, trying to find the calm state she should have and asked, "What is that expression on your face?"

Jiang Wanning smiled calmly and asked, "Do you like her?"

An Yi was stunned for a moment, feeling uncomfortable being stared at by Jiang Wanning's weird smile, frowned and said, "I like it, don't you know."

Jiang Wanning nodded gossipingly with a smile, but didn't ask any more strange things, and the emotion of not receiving any comments seemed to calm down inexplicably because of An Yi's answer.

After that, she changed the subject and reminded: "It's getting late, let's order food."

"Okay." An Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let her go.

During lunch time, Jiang Wanning received a call, hung up and left Jingchen after only two quick bites, and refused An Yi's company.

Jiang Wanning promised An Yi that she would give her the book in her heart as a gift, but after returning home, she felt that the physical books left by her side were too simple, and she felt a little sorry for giving them away so simply.

So she contacted Wenyinshe to re-customize a version suitable for collection, and the phone call she received at noon was for her to confirm it.

The cover and paper of the new version of the book are different from the previous version, and Jiang Wanning was also full of joy when she saw the finished product.She not only made the one that Jiang Wanning wanted, but also made customized versions of several of her own books.

She was a little partial, and wanted to give every book to An Yi. As an author, it was her life's luck to have such a reader.

"Is there a blank page behind the title page?"

Jiang Wanning took the volume [-] handed over by the staff, and hurriedly opened the cover to search for it. It was a blank page that she specifically asked for, and it was reserved for writing a thank you note to An Yi.

"Keep it." The staff also flipped through the next volume and showed it to Jiang Wanning for confirmation.

Jiang Wanning nodded, took out two pens from her bag, and carried the two volumes of books into her arms, and said softly, "Can I borrow your desk?"

"Yes, yes." The staff guided Jiang Wanning to find an empty table.

"Thank you."

After thanking her, Jiang Wanning sat down at the table. She opened the title page, signed the pen name of "Jiang Xin" on the front of the blank page, and stamped the pen name seal given to her by Chen Siqian.

Afterwards, she turned the pages of the book, and using the invisible pen she used when she was a child, wrote the thanks for so many years as letters on the back.

The author has something to say: the daily update plan is starting...

——thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who voted [Mine]: Cowardly cats are also 2 cats;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!