boss please let me go

Everyone knows that I am the daughter of the Song Group, the only daughter of the president Song Guangyao, who is well-clothed and well-fed, with a bright future.

But no one knows how much pain and fear this identity has brought me.

Naturally, no one will know, because my father is a deep, snobbish businessman who is best at hiding all shady secrets, including quietly cleaning up those who try to leak the secrets.

My mother is a living example.

That poor woman just wanted to keep her husband's heart and not let him go out for sex, so she threatened a few words during the quarrel, and her life was ruthlessly taken away in the end.The father's statement to the outside world is: Unfortunately, he was involved in a car accident.

That year, I was eight years old.

When I first started to understand family and affection, I had to suppress all emotions, numb my nerves, sink my heart into silence, bow my head, shrink my body, and live a cowardly and humble life.

I am afraid of the dark, but I have to hide in the dark, because only in this way can I feel a little safe.Slowly, I created a mask for myself, hiding behind the mask tremblingly and guarding a weak peace, year after year...until I met him.

It was a high-level business reception, and most of the participants were business executives and celebrities in the industry.That day, my father took me there for the first time. You know, he would never mention it to me on such occasions in the past.

It was only later that I realized that I was already married, and it was time to find someone to marry. If a business tycoon accidentally approached me during the reception, the Song family's lintel would be even more glorious.

Wearing the exquisite makeup that my father ordered me to do, I stood in the corner stupidly, pretending to be serious about tasting wine, trying to hide my inner nervousness. Occasionally, a strange man would come up to me and strike up a conversation with me. Dismiss them politely.

But every time at this time, there will always be my father's light and light eyes cast from the side. I dared to ignore it, and unconsciously clenched my fingers, and my spine felt chills.

I don't know how long this torment has passed. Suddenly, I found that the people around me were all looking at me. I was a little dazed, and before I could react, I saw a man rushing towards me, accompanied by his ears. There was a sharp crackling sound.

I was taken aback, but the perennial habit of silence did not make me scream out loud. My legs were a little weak and my thoughts were confused. My instinct prompted me to shrink into the corner and seek a sense of security.

After the distance was widened, I gradually understood the situation on the field.

It turned out that a fixed stake of a crystal chandelier on the ceiling somehow fell off. When everyone looked at me, the chandelier was already crumbling. If it fell, it would happen to be beside me.

The man who rushed up was running for the lamp. He caught the lamp with his bare hands and saved me, but his hand was scratched by fragments of the crystal lamp, and the blood dripped on the bright marble floor, which was shocking.

I watched from a distance, feeling a little scared, or apprehensive.Trying to work up the courage to go up to see the man's situation and express my gratitude.But there was no such opportunity, because soon, the man was surrounded by everyone in the arena to bandage the wound, and among them, there was an old man with gray hair asking for his health, anxiously busy.

I once saw that old man on the TV news, a veteran of the business world, Zuo Su, the president of Zuo's Group, a leading enterprise in Jin'an City, but he has announced that he will retire to the second line and hand over the company to his nephew.

Could it be that the injured man was...

I began to look at him through the crowd.This is an extremely young and handsome man, with a slender figure, three-dimensional and profound facial features, and his demeanor, which not only has the vitality of a teenager, but also exudes the unique charm of an adult man.

At this time, he had already treated the wound, avoided the noisy crowd, and sat quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was looking at or thinking about.

Occasionally, the eyebrows reveal a few traces of concentration, like a wisp of mist on a distant mountain in the early morning, which is fleeting in the ethereal.

Probably an illusion, I could see that he was not happy, or rather, it was the helplessness and sadness that an eagle would only show when it was bound.

Maybe it was because my gaze seemed too clumsy and long in the crowd, I saw the man paused, then looked over hesitantly.

……

That was the first time we looked at each other.I just stood there blankly, accepting the scrutiny of those sharp and quiet pupils.

After a while, he turned his head again and continued to casually look out of the French windows. From the beginning to the end, there was no expression of emotion on his face or eyes.

I still didn't move my eyes away, maybe even I didn't know what I was greedy for at that time.It wasn't until the banquet started a new round of activities and the cheers of the guests gradually increased that I woke up like a dream and moved my stiff head.

Unexpectedly, this movement met my father's meaningful eyes. He stared at me for a long time, and then turned his eyes to the man by the French window.I stiffened my body and didn't dare to move. I just looked back at him timidly. Fortunately, he didn't call me over in the end. Instead, he picked up the wine and continued to have a familiar conversation with a man in a suit.

After that day, I will always think of that man.Rumors say that his name is Zuo Chen. As a rising star in the business world, he is low-key and mysterious. He has always disliked showing his face in the media, and at the same time refuses all interviews and program invitations.

I remembered his name and drew his face, and I reviewed it secretly from time to time.

It's just that I didn't expect that my painting would soon fall into the hands of my father.While I was anxiously waiting for the verdict like a criminal, my father didn't scold me. On the contrary, he took my hand and encouraged me with a smile to pursue Zuo Chen in the name of gratitude.

I was flattered and couldn't believe it.But soon, I understood that my father really hoped that I could become the daughter-in-law of the heir of the Zuo Group.

He began to take the initiative to create opportunities for me, leading me to various business receptions attended by the Zuo Group, and even ordered his subordinates to secretly help me collect relevant information about Zuo Chen, including preferences, places, etc.

With an uneasy mood, I silently accepted my father's arrangement.But every time, when I saw that familiar face, the anxiety in my heart disappeared miraculously.

I don't know if it's a matter of taste, or greed, and I don't want to worry about whether this approach is correct. I only know that I really like this man, and I long for his attention and closeness. .

As the number of meetings increased, my courage gradually grew. From watching silently at the beginning, to summoning up the courage to say hello, to giving gifts in person and expressing my heart.

I tried my best to protect my love for him warmly and carefully, but, from the beginning to the end, I just touched myself.

He has never accepted any gift from me, and in order to refuse it more simply, he simply threw the gift into the trash can in person, and at the same time, he asked me not to try to approach him in a cold tone.

It was as if I had been punched into a muddy quagmire with the palm of my hand. I was so cold physically and mentally, wronged, and helpless... All kinds of emotions stuck to my body like mud, making me embarrassed and desperate.

I really don't understand why he is so unfeeling and hates me so much.

I was like a person who was about to drown, struggling to get out of the water again and again, looking for a trace of life, tortured myself to the point of being bruised and exhausted,...

Finally, I gave up, let myself sink, and let the cold water flow over my head...

It's just that fate is like a master manipulator who never lets anyone go easily.

My repeated defeats finally angered my father, he ordered someone to arrest me, and poured all kinds of foul language on me like water.

I remained silent and endured in silence.

After scolding, he threw me a bottle of medicine, saying that as long as Zuo Chen drinks it, I can get my wish.

I believe it, and I have no reason not to believe it. After all, my father is the person who most wants me to marry into the Zuo family. He must be thinking of me.

At the reception that day, I didn’t go up to talk to him with the cheek like I usually do. Instead, I sat in the corner and watched him silently, watching him talking, watching him sitting silently, watching people toast to him, glass after glass ...I don't know how long it took until he walked out of the hall unsteadily, and I didn't stand up.

Later, I used a large sum of money from my father to bribe the waiter in the banquet hall, and asked him to add that kind of medicine to Zuo Chen's hangover soup.

I didn't enter the room until I confirmed from the waiter that he had drunk it.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Zuo Chen curled up on the bed with frowns, panting uncomfortably.

When he saw me, he was shocked at first, and then he attacked me with disgust and reprimand that pierced my heart.

I thought I was numb, but I didn't expect my heart to be cut alive, and the pain was overwhelming.

Tears broke through the dusty confinement and couldn't stop sliding down his face.I remember, that was the first time I cried after my mother died.

Seeing Zuo Chen crumbling but still insisting on driving me out, I gritted my teeth and threw away everything, even my little self-esteem and shame.

At that moment, I only had one thought, which was to become his woman. Yes, this was my only hope and my only way out.

I tried desperately to stick to him, but in the end he slammed him away, as cold and unfeeling as if I disliked a fly or a bedbug.

He took the opportunity to hide in the bathroom, and I frantically knocked on the door outside. After an unknown amount of time, I heard a loud bang, and the glass door shattered. I saw him standing inside with his clothes soaked and covered in blood. , with bloody glass pierced on his raised fist.

I was shocked all over, and great fear rose from the bottom of my heart, and I stared blankly at him.

"Get lost! Are you satisfied now? Can you go?" His eyes were so cold that there was no warmth.

At that moment, the string in my heart finally reached the limit of endurance, and it snapped completely with a snap.

Ha ha!I am satisfied?What can I be satisfied with?From beginning to end, in my world, in my life, which one has satisfied me?I'm just a pawn, I've always been abandoned, this word never existed in my dictionary!

……

The world was plunged into darkness, and there was a strong smell of blood in my nostrils. I was like a fugitive, running and running non-stop... However, the world is so big, but there is no place that belongs to me.

……

I can’t remember how I met that person. When the sun and the moon fell and the sky collapsed, only that sentence brought me light, even if it was an evil light——

"Be my woman and I will give you everything you want."