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Jiang Yu felt like being struck by lightning.

She remembered the WeChat account that was deleted a few years ago.

"Nice baby"...

The light in the corridor was dim, shining on Cheng Suran's expressionless face, showing a bit of sternness, and his eyes seemed to be cold as well.

"Then I'll take my leave first, Mr. Jiang, and we'll contact you after we cooperate." She pushed the box and continued walking.

Jiang Yu hurriedly grabbed her wrist, "It's another number."

Cheng Suran stopped, turned his face sideways, and raised his eyebrows pretending not to know.

"It was the small account that deleted you before, but now I add you with the large account." Jiang Yu looked at her seriously, and after he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was too strong, so he added, "Is it okay?"

The voice was much lower than before, and it sounded a bit cautious.

Cheng Suran's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that nervous night.Jiang Yu was taking a shower in the bathroom, she secretly saved her number, found her WeChat account, and the intimate conversation between Bai Lu and her...

She still remembers the bitterness in her heart clearly.

"Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water" was stored in the address book of the old mobile phone, a part of the past was sealed in dust, and she hadn't opened it for two years.She used to be stupid and cheap.

"It is the deleted 'person', not the deleted 'number'."

"..."

"Farewell."

Cheng Suran calmly withdrew his hand, and without giving her a chance to speak, pushed the suitcase away step by step.

Jiang Yu looked at her back, his lips moved.

Nothing can be said.

Her heart felt as if it had been moth-eaten, and she felt sore and numb, and a gust of cold wind poured in, making her feel cold and desolate, and she couldn't help shivering.

After a while, she looked down at the business card.

——Cheng Suran, general manager of Jiangcheng Yisheng Technology Co., Ltd.

Silver and white design, simple and elegant.

Jiang Yu read it twice silently, opened the phone's address book, saved the number on it, and noted "Of course".

……

When I got home, it was still dark.

The nanny was preparing dinner, Jiang Yu entered the master bedroom with heavy steps, and took off his makeup and washed his face in front of the mirror.

The person with a plain face in the mirror is me. Although I live a regular life, I am diligent in maintaining and exercising, and spend a lot of money every year to maintain this face, but after all, it is not as full of collagen as when I was in my 20s.

But she was too weak at the age of 20, and she still prefers herself now.

"Sister Yu—"

Tian Lin's voice came from outside.

Jiang Yu lightly pressed the water off his face, turned around and went out, and met Tian Lin head-on, "What's wrong?"

"The model you liked last time, I brought both photobooks. If everything goes well, he will arrive next week." Tian Lin held the delicate and thick kraft paper bag in both hands, and solemnly handed it over, as if she was doing something sacred. ceremony.

Jiang Yu looked at it and said, "Just leave it in the company, no need to make a special trip."

"It's okay," Tian Lin waved her hand, "I just came to pick up the rest of the clothes, and I'll move them all over tonight."

"A happy cohabitation life is about to begin."

She was beaming.

At the beginning of this year, Tian Lin made a boyfriend of a little wolf dog. The two were ten years apart, and it was love at first sight.Nian Xia's younger brother is warm and caring, coaxing Tian Lin to burst into joy. After dating for more than half a year, the two decided to live together.

In the past few years, she has been promoted from the chief assistant to the executive vice president of SIENA, and Jiang Yu has given her a little stake. Although she no longer assists Jiang Yu in dealing with large and small affairs, she is used to it, and occasionally she will unconsciously help.

Some time ago, due to work, Tian Lin stayed here temporarily at Jiang Yu's place, and she packed up her things one after another yesterday.

Never seen her so happy.

"Congratulations," Jiang Yu squinted and smiled, "Just don't give me dog food."

"Not always."

"Let me help you clean up, and we'll have dinner here tonight."

The two turned and entered the diagonally opposite guest room.

Tian Lin shook her head and said, "No, I'll go back and cook with him."

"If you have a man, forget your sisters." Jiang Yu raised the cloth bag in his hand and patted her.

Tian Lin snickered.

"Do I have a chance to drink your wedding wine?"

"No. Love is love, not marriage."

Jiang Yu froze for a moment, seeing that Tian Lin's expression suddenly became serious, she didn't look like she was joking, "Really?"

"I thought about it when I was 17 years old." Tian Lin shrugged, grabbed a few clothes and quickly folded them.

"Sister Yu, you don't know how wonderful the taste of the little wolf dog is, hahaha, the next year is good, I really can't say enough..."

As Jiang Yu listened, Process Su Ran's face flashed in his mind.

Ranran is 26 years old this year, and she is also 38 years old. There is a round difference between the two, but for so long, no one seems to care too much about each other's age.She doesn't think age is a problem, because there are more important things worthy of her attention than this.

"Tian Lin..."

"Ok?"

"If one person is single, but there is always another person next to him asking for his health and looking very close, do you think they are just friends?" Jiang Yu asked while putting her folded clothes into a cloth bag.

Tian Lin stopped, "Curved and straight? Same sex or opposite sex?"

"Curved. Same sex."

"Cheng Suran?"

"..."

Jiang Yu was not annoyed at being seen through, and just coughed lightly: "Well, yes, there is a woman next to her who has a good relationship with her and lives with her, but I asked her if she was a girlfriend, and she said no... "

"Are you asking people directly?" Tian Lin was stunned.

Jiang Yu looked at her hesitantly: "Is it not possible?"

Tian Lin shook her head, but didn't answer. She knew that even if she said it, Jiang Yu would not admit it, and would always find all kinds of excuses.

"Sister Yu, there is nothing I can do to help you. You have to figure out your own affairs in the end."

"..."

Jiang Yu was about to say something, but the phone rang from a distance outside.

She put down her bag to answer the phone.

Tian Lin sighed.

Not long after, Jiang Yu came back with a dark complexion.

"What?" Tian Lin thought she was still struggling.

Jiang Yu closed his eyes, frowned and said, "Bai Lu called me and said she was at the airport and will be there soon."

After all, she took a deep breath, her chest seemed to be pressed by something, and she couldn't breathe.

Tian Lin's face was serious.

A depressive atmosphere suddenly permeated the room.

Jiang Yu rubbed the center of his brows, a little irritable, and lowered his voice a little: "You go first."

"……it is good."

……

After sending Tian Lin away, about half an hour later, Bai Lu came back.

"Sister Yu—"

"You think I don't?"

"I brought you a lot of presents!"

The woman entered the door and threw the box aside, rushed to hug Jiang Yu, and rubbed her hair coquettishly.The two were about the same height and weight, and Jiang Yu was almost thrown to the ground by her.

"Stand up first." Jiang Yu frowned.

The smile on the corner of Bai Lu's mouth suddenly collapsed, straightened up, and looked at her resentfully: "Sister Yu, do you think I'm annoying? But I'm just happy to see you, can't that be okay? Then I..."

"That's not what it means," Jiang Yu repeatedly shook his head, "It's because I can't support your weight."

"Oh, okay." Bai Lu narrowed her eyes and smiled again.

The smile was bright and generous, but the eyes seemed to be gloomy, like a ghost hiding in the dark.

Jiang Yu was inexplicably cold behind his back.

But this is also the norm that has been experienced in recent years...

"Sister Yu, come and see what gift I brought you." Bai Lu suddenly let go of her again, turned around with a smile and kicked the suitcase with her feet, stopped and started, kicking until she reached the edge of the sofa before sitting down.

Jiang Yu followed slowly and sat on the single sofa.

"Sit here." Bai Lu patted the seat beside her.

Jiang Yu: "It's all the same."

"Sister Yu, you dislike me again..."

"Good good."

Seeing her obediently sitting over, Bai Lu smiled, lowered her head, opened the suitcase, took out a few jewelry boxes from inside, and stuffed them into Jiang Yu's hands like offering treasures, namely earrings, necklaces and rings.

"I think it looks good. It suits you very well. Do you like it? How about putting it on now?" Bai Lu looked at her eagerly, burning like a flame.

But Jiang Yu only felt the cold.

"Eat first, and put it on later." Like coaxing a child, her eyes touched those fox-like eyes, and she felt more and more depressed.

This is her home, but she just wants to escape.

Bai Lu's hands froze, her smile disappeared suddenly, the corners of her mouth collapsed, her expression sad, "Sister Yu, I feel that you are getting impatient, don't you want my gift? I've been lonely outside these few days, and I can only rely on thinking about you." Hold on, do you really have the heart to treat me like this? If so, I feel that life is so boring..."

"No—" Jiang Yu took a deep breath, and firmly grasped her shoulders with both hands, "Don't think about it. I like the gift very much, please help me wear it."

She forced a feeble smile.

Bai Lu immediately laughed through her tears, became happy, grabbed the necklace and put it on for her.

Jiang Yu remained motionless like a statue.

It was as if an invisible hand was strangling her neck...

Over the years, Jiang Yu's greatest success as a manager was in promoting Bai Lu.

From the domestic small runway to the international big runway, Bailu, a new star, has risen rapidly in the model circle. In five years, Jiang Yu took her to Paris, used his contacts to give her resources, gave her opportunities, let her She has a high starting point that is difficult for countless new models to reach at first.

Bai Lu lived up to her expectations and became the most dazzling existence among the new generation of models.

Just like when she first signed Bai Lu, with her precise vision, this girl is indeed a talented player.

Now Bai Lu has gained a lot of fame in China, and is also quite popular on the international stage. From the beginning, she imitated Jiang Yu and gradually developed her own style.

Seeing the people he brought out with his own hands getting more and more wings, Jiang Yu was also relieved and felt a sense of accomplishment.

At first, for the convenience of work, Jiang Yu allowed Bai Lu to live in his home occasionally, intermittently.These days, Bai Lu has been very attentive to her, saying that it is out of gratitude, whenever she has time, she will do this and that for her, and she will be unhappy if she is rejected.

Attentive to a little sick.

When she got up in the morning, Bai Lu packed the toiletries and squeezed toothpaste for her.

When eating, no matter how clean the tables and chairs were, Bai Lu would always wipe them again for her, pack food for her, and even wanted to feed her.

Before going to bed, Bai Lu was reluctant to go back to her room, and would linger at the door of her room for a while, saying good night many times before leaving.

Hush and ask for warmth, meticulous.

Jiang Yu only thought that she was grateful and didn't pay much attention to it. Later, whenever she refused, Bai Lu would say to her: Sister Yu, I am so kind to you, can you bear it?

Later, Jiang Yu found that Bai Lu was getting more and more difficult to deal with, and had a strong desire to control.

When she answered the phone, she wanted to ask who it was; Independent activity.

Models who have been working overseas for a long time, according to the rules, should be sent to the local branch, but Bailu doesn't agree. She would rather fly back and forth between China and Europe than live abroad.

Bai Lu didn't say anything that day, and Jiang Yu didn't know that Bai Lu had cut her wrist until she received a call from the nanny in the evening.

Jiang Yu will never forget that bloody and shocking scene in his life.

Later, when he was sent to the hospital, the first thing he said when he woke up was "I treat you so well, but you despise me, what's the point of my life, I might as well die for you."

—to die for you.

No one can bear this heavy burden, nor a single life.

From then on, Jiang Yu didn't dare to speak harshly to Bai Lu, and tried his best to satisfy her request.

These days are utter torture.

It's like a dog's skin plaster, and it makes people collapse day by day...

"Sister Yu, put it on."

"Ah."

Bai Lu took out the mirror from her bag, held it in front of her, still squinted and smiled: "Does it look good?"

Jiang Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, and replied perfunctorily: "It looks good."

Like a puppet without emotion.

"Except for bathing, you can't take it off at other times." Bai Lu raised her index finger and shook it in front of her eyes.