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200 million.

Cheng Suran read the number silently, fearing that he might make a mistake, he carefully counted the string of zeros again and confirmed that it was 200 million RMB.

She turned pale, raised her head, and murmured: "What does this mean..." But she already had the answer in her heart.

Break up fee?compensation?

"Miss Cheng devoted her precious time and energy to being with the boss for so long. Not only did she provide sufficient emotional value, but she also saved the boss's life. She deserves this reward." Tian Lin said what she had prepared, like A perfect robot with a hollow, formulaic smile and no emotion.

There was a helpless sigh hidden under the smile.

It's too cruel.

If it were her, she would be treated like this by the person she likes... No, she would not be taken care of, and she would not fall in love with the benefactor.

When she was 20 years old, she was studying without any worries. She didn't have to worry about tuition fees, her living expenses were adequate, her grades were acceptable, she had a good relationship with her ex-boyfriend, and her life was smooth sailing. She was completely different from Cheng Suran.

Tian Lin felt sorry for this girl.

Although he was mentally prepared, when he heard the answer, Cheng Suran was struck by lightning, and his heart was broken to pieces after all.

She looked at Tian Lin dumbly, opened her mouth, and her throat suddenly became hoarse.

Tian Lin looked at her calmly.

After a while, Cheng Suran lowered his head, bit his lips, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, two lines of hot, sour tears rolled down his face, and hit the check heavily.

She tilted her head, her long hair covering her face.

200 million.

Including the contract fee and pocket money for the past six months, the total is 260 million, which is enough to buy a small house in the fringe area of ​​Jiangcheng, while in her hometown of Lingzhou, she can buy a whole four big houses. Measure the value of money.

Money is so easy to come by.

How many people have worked so hard for a lifetime that they can't earn this amount.

And she just took off her clothes and lay down, and in just half a year, she changed from a poor student to a little rich woman.

What else is she not satisfied with?What is there to complain about?What right does she have to be sad?

To put it bluntly, she is just...

Thinking of the insulting words, Cheng Suran's heart ached, and a painful sob came out of his throat.

Tian Lin's heart ached.

In the past, facing those girls, she only regarded them as part of the job, and left after completing the task.But today, sitting here facing Cheng Suran, she has private emotions and feels that she is "criminal".

It is difficult to be a "wicked person", but you have to do it.

"Also, Ms. Cheng, the winter vacation is coming soon. You can continue to live in the hotel until school starts. The car is given to you. We will go through the transfer procedures tomorrow. Considering that I have been to your dormitory as an aunt before, then Acting all the time, and at the end of the semester I'll still help you pack your things until you graduate. Other than that, you don't have any contact with your boss anymore."

Tian Lin spoke very fast, afraid that she would get choked up in the middle of her speech and would not be able to complete the task.

So tortured.

This is worse than letting her kill a chicken and cut a fish.

"Is that what my sister meant?" Cheng Suran wiped his face and raised his reddish teary eyes.

Tian Lin was stunned, "Yes."

Cheng Suran gasped, and laughed at himself: "Since I can't contact you, why do you have to think so much for me? Are you not afraid that I will be entangled and entangled?"

"No, it's just the boss's way of doing things. She has always been very tolerant towards girls, especially those who are younger than me. Take care of them carefully, so you can get together and leave." Tian Lin reacted quickly and knew what position and attitude to take. Answer, this is a business matter after all, and her private emotions cannot be tolerated.

Cheng Suran said word by word: "I want to see her."

"I can convey it to you if I have something to say."

"I'm going to tell her myself."

"Sorry, Miss Cheng, the boss doesn't want to see you." Tian Lin shook her head.

Cheng Suran's heart trembled, and he pursed his lips tightly.

The person in front of me represents Jiang Yu, and may be able to express clearly the literal meaning of Jiang Yu's confession, but besides this, there are things hidden in my heart, right and wrong in my eyes, and only by seeing Jiang Yu with my own eyes can I get a glimpse of it .

It was too hasty that day, she couldn't hold her breath, but she didn't regret it.Although heartbroken and sad these days, it is more relaxed than it has been in months.

She could finally look at Jiang Yu at the same level.

"Why don't you want to see me? Is she afraid?" Cheng Suran smiled.

The girl's aggressive but immature appearance, like a little beast that bared its teeth and frightened people while walking unsteadily, only made people feel distressed and helpless.

Tian Lin tried her best to maintain a smile, but still shook her head: "Because there is no need to meet. The boss is very busy and likes to do things quickly. Miss Cheng, let me remind you that stalking is not fun."

Cheng Suran clenched his teeth, and his eyes turned red again.

The bits and pieces of these days flashed back in my mind, countless warm nights, comforting kisses, whispers on the pillow, subtle care, and "sister likes you", many, many... The picture was broken into dross, embedded On her bloody heart.

It's all over.

"Thank you. I won't stay in the hotel. I don't need a car or an act. I can handle it myself."

Cheng Suran lowered his head, crumpled the check into a ball, threw it to Tian Lin, opened the door, got off the car, and floated towards the school gate like a ghost.

……

In the evening, the sky was drizzling.

The room was dark and gloomy, and the lights were not turned on. Jiang Yu stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the hazy rain and fog, and the gloomy halo sprinkled her whole body.

—— tuk tuk tuk

The office door opened.

Tian Lin leaned in, glanced around, her eyes fell on the lonely figure by the window, she walked over lightly, "Sister Yu..."

"How is she?" Jiang Yu turned his face away.

"The mental state is fine. I didn't ask about the exam situation. I brought everything you told me, but she refused to accept it."

"What about the money?"

Tian Lin hesitated for a moment, took out the crumpled check from her bag, and handed it over, "It has become like this."

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes.

The thin paper has deep creases and has been rubbed almost out of shape. You can imagine the anger of the people who rubbed it.

She seemed to see that little face wrinkled into a ball, flushed red, those clear deer eyes filled with tears, desperate and painful, then she squeezed the paper fiercely, and left angrily.

"Did she say anything?" Jiang Yu said lightly.

Tian Lin replied truthfully: "Miss Cheng said she wanted to see you, and she wanted to tell you personally. When I told you that you were missing, she thought you were afraid. In addition, she also asked why you still help her like this since she didn't contact her... "

help?

Jiang Yu smiled.

What a clever little fool.

Smart enough to see through her thoughts, stupid enough to reject the money.

She checked, and there is a high probability that her major will go abroad, and she should go to France for a year of exchange in her senior year.If you want to develop in the direction of translation in the future, you need to study further in the future. If you don’t plan to work in this major in the future, the competition in society is fierce now, and at least a master’s degree is guaranteed. Choose another major during the master’s period, and you will have multiple skills in the future. More options.

Everything costs money.

Although it’s okay to work part-time while studying, people’s energy is limited after all. She hopes that Ranran can devote herself to studying without worrying about daily necessities.Only when a person has no worries about the future, will he not be bound by anxiety and have the confidence to keep moving forward.

Ran Ran was like another herself.

She never went to college, and she always has regrets in her heart, so she doesn't want to tie her hands and feet for money.The little bird she raised was supposed to flap its wings and fly to the wider sky.

It's a pity that the heart is too sincere.

She couldn't look directly, and she couldn't respond.

"Stupid." Jiang Yu sighed, picked up the check and said to himself.

Tian Lin observed her expression, hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously: "Sister Yu, actually, I also want to know...why?"

"It's just a breakup fee." Jiang Yu calmed down and said calmly.

Tian Lin said bluntly: "Do you still remember Zhang Nan? You liked her so much at the time, but in the end you only gave her 30. The difference between 200 million and 30 is not a little bit. It is not easy for you to make money, so there is no need to spend so much."

"But it saved my life and stayed with me the longest, isn't it worth it?"

"..."

Tian Lin was silent.

It was rainy and foggy outside the window, and the glass was embedded with fine drops of water, and the chill seeped in through the cracks.

The room suddenly became gloomy and cold, filled with a dull sense of suffocation.

Jiang Yu stroked the check, tore it to pieces, opened the window, and threw it out with a wave of his hand.

Don't just don't.

When she was a child, she rescued Cheng Suran on the train station platform, and when she grew up, Cheng Suran rescued her in the deep mountains and old forests. They owe each other nothing, and she doesn't have to feel guilty about that scar anymore.

These days passed, she calmed down, and she also figured it out, people will get used to the things around them for a long time, she just got used to that girl, time can solve everything.

In the future, countless girls will leave traces in her life.

Paper flowers flying all over the sky fell in the garden, gradually soaked by the rain.

Tian Lin: "..."

Jiang Yu turned around and walked to the desk, and sat down. There was a broken clay model in front of her. She frowned as she looked at the scattered pieces.

After the flight landed last night, I started to work on it when I got home. I continued to fiddle with it according to the repair tutorials I found on the Internet until midnight, but it still couldn't be restored.

With things in my heart, I can't calm down, and my hands are frizzy.

She is really not a handicraft material.

too difficult.I don't know how much time and thought Ranran spent in making it, why is she so impulsive?

Ugh--

Jiang Yu frowned and sighed.

"Sister Yu, shall I throw it away for you? Don't worry about it." Tian Lin stepped forward and picked up the base of the model.

"Don't move!" Jiang Yu shouted, "Put it down."

"..."

Tian Lin put it back in place again.

Jiang Yu glanced at her and said, "What bothers me is how to restore it."

"Just find a professional to fix it. There are many shops in the same city on the Internet." Tian Lin was really helpless.

"No."

Jiang Yu stared at the model with a dazed expression, as if talking to himself: "I broke it, I want to fix it myself."

Other people's hands are dirty.

Tian Lin couldn't help asking: "Can't you see things and think about others?"

Jiang Yu was startled, and the conversation from that night rang in his ears again, and gradually he remembered the girl's face, she felt agitated, picked up a transparent box to cover the model, and locked it in the safe.

"..."

Tian Lin looked at her quietly with pity in her eyes.

"Tomorrow, you inform the front desk and the security guard. If Cheng Suran comes to see me, just say she's not here. Don't let her in. And say hello to the studio as well." Jiang Yu leaned back in the chair tiredly, closed his eyes, and never let her in. He took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Tian Lin responded in a low voice, "Okay."

Jiang Yu clicked into WeChat, switched accounts, and found the only contact on the list—Ran Ran.

delete friend.

……

In February, the autumn and winter fashion season kicked off, and Jiang Yu devoted himself to work.

This is her last time on the runway, for many big names.After the end, she will also officially retire, saying goodbye to her 14-year modeling career.

From New York to London, from London to Milan, and then from Milan to Paris, there are two shows a day on average.Although the workload was a bit smaller than in previous years, Jiang Yu was still very busy, and went to a total of 61 games in February.

There are many friends in the circle, and they all know that she is going to retreat behind the scenes, and the dinner and reception will be arranged until two months later.

Busy time always flies by so fast.

Early March, Paris Fashion Week.

After several days of big shows, Jiang Yu was really tired. After finishing the last show in the afternoon, she declined the invitation of the designer and creative director and left early with the team.

Go to the reception in the evening, sleep for a day tomorrow, and then fly to Milan to attend the event the day after tomorrow.

The schedule is tight.

As long as you don't stop and don't idle, you don't have to think too much.

Coming out of the show, Jiang Yu wrapped his black down jacket tightly, walked side by side with his assistant, and headed in the direction of his car.

There were a few reporters standing sporadically outside, holding their cameras at her:

"Jang Yu—"

"Look this way."

Jiang Yu turned his head subconsciously, raised his smiling face, and the camera flash flickered.

It has been like this for more than ten years, almost forming a reflective memory.

All kinds of vehicles were parked outside the show, most of which were used by the media, celebrities and brands, and a small number were used to pick up and drop off models.Famous models like her with a team have arranged full-time drivers to pick them up, while new models can only walk or take a bus.

She saw many new faces this year, full of vigor and unlimited potential, and she couldn't help but think of herself more than ten years ago and that difficult time.

The sky was gloomy, it was raining lightly, and the cold wind was blowing coldly, exhaling in one breath and turning into white smoke.

Winter in Europe is colder than in Jiangcheng.

Walking to the side of the car, Jiang Yu's cell phone rang.

It was Pei Chutong calling.

She asked the assistant to get in the car first, and walked out of the railing while answering the phone, "Hello? Tongtong..."

"No, it's just over, and I haven't gone back so soon."

"Let's talk later."

Swinging her long legs at a leisurely pace, she went down the stairs step by step. She was talking and laughing, and when she turned around, her eyes glanced over the stone pillars in the flower bed, and she caught a glimpse of a person squatting beside her.

Very familiar.