CEO's Love

We are always thinking about what life has given us?In this vast world, we are so small and our lives are so limited, what kind of life can we live more meaningfully?Do you struggle?Or do you do nothing and live your life in a mediocre manner?

Yuan Ling sat in the Siker bar, drinking beer, thinking silently in her heart that she was so unhappy with her life like this for the past 30 years.Drinking the wine, reminiscing the sweetness of the malt in his mouth, feeling calm, leaning lazily on the back chair and looking at all kinds of people.

"Hey, what are you thinking? So lost in thought!"

Xiao Muchen came to Yuan Ling's side with a glass of beer, sat down slowly and watched her lower her head in thought, and asked.

Yuan Ling looked up at Xiao Muchen and smiled.

"Mu Chen, tell me why we work so hard, study hard, start a business hard, and make money hard. Are you happy after we work hard?"

Xiao Muchen looked at Yuan Ling, she was a little different today, she could feel the ease and calmness in her heart at the moment from her words and demeanor, she asked questions unhurriedly, drank wine unhurriedly, but She could also feel the emptiness and disappointment inside her.

Xiao Muchen can understand Yuan Ling's mood at the moment. When he was young in the flower season, because he fell in love with Mo Ke'er, he secretly made up his mind to work hard silently.While finishing her studies, she secretly started her own business. In order to shorten the distance between her and Mo Keer, Yuan Ling suffered a lot and endured a lot of grievances. When the company was about to be established, it happened that Wang Jingzhong and his mother divorced. Wang Jingzhong's malicious slander, the pressure of outside public opinion, and the pressure of society and economy have shattered her dream.

That year, she gave everything she had to calm down her mother's divorce. Since then, the seeds of hatred have been deeply rooted in her heart.That is to say, from that year on, the smile on Yuan Ling's face became less and less.

"Why, you should be clearest in your heart. I know what you are thinking, Yuan Ling, those dark clouds are about to disperse, and all the grievances and hardships we have suffered will turn into the sweetest wine to nourish our hearts and lungs .”

Hearing this, Yuan Ling nodded fiercely and laughed, with tears in his eyes, slightly frowned, and suddenly fell on the table, weeping in a low voice,

Seeing this, Xiao Muchen put his hand on Yuan Ling's back, comforting him gently, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

For so many years, only Xiao Muchen knows the pain in Yuan Ling's heart, her pressure, her fear, her helplessness...

Xiao Muchen remembered that Yuan Ling's low self-esteem had caused Mo Ke'er to be cruelly rejected by her for the first time confessing. That night Yuan Ling was so drunk that he cried bitterly in his own home, and in the end he became a Yuelao himself, called It was Mo Keer who took her away, thinking of that scene, I really want to laugh.

"Why are you crying? You should be happy when the clouds opened to see the bright moon. Why are you still crying? Do you feel wronged? If so, please hold back your tears, the owner of the dignified modern building , how could you be so self-pitying!"

Hearing this, Yuan Ling immediately sat up, pushed Xiao Muchen hard, and said angrily: "Your uncle, I am a woman, and I also have weak points, so I can't talk to you, let alone me I have been suppressed for ten years, and I still can't vomit bitterness."

"Yes, but this is not bitterness. This is your life, Yuan Ling, a life you can't escape. Fortunately, you are strong and make everything beautiful, so you don't have to question yourself repeatedly in your heart. If you don't If you work so hard and don't work so hard, do you still have the time to sit here drinking beer and chatting with me? Yuan Ling, look at me, listen carefully, no matter what, you will enjoy life happily, because no matter what , Aunt Yuan will not give up on you, I will not give up on you, Ke’er will not give up, and you will not give up on you. So don’t think that everything you do after returning to Shanghai is cruel to Wang Jingzhong, don’t be soft-hearted, Just follow your heart."

After hearing Xiao Muchen talk about Wang Jingzhong, Yuan Ling warmed up and nodded with tears in his eyes.

Xiao Muchen continued to speak: "From the time you talked about life and insights with me, I knew that you were completely laying the groundwork for Wang Jingzhong just now, because you are in a dilemma now, and you want me to give you a measure. For Wang Jingzhong, there is still room for killing him with a pole. After all, she has interpreted her fatherhood for more than 20 years very well, but I really can't give you a clear answer. Although you are not related by blood, but he Playing the role of father is still passable, but after the divorce, we have to forget all his behaviors, and I will show you a picture."

After Xiao Muchen finished speaking, he handed Yuan Ling the photo sent to him by his mother Ouyang Shuyun.

"Wang Jingzhong typed up Zhang Xin's injury report. Moreover, Wang Jingzhong got involved with Zhang Qiaoqiao's ex-girlfriend."

Xiao Muchen's words completely shattered Yuan Ling's little thoughts about Wang Jingzhong. Looking at the injury report, Yuan Ling clenched his hands unconsciously, gritted his teeth, and stared.She hates men hitting women the most.

Seeing this, Xiao Muchen patted Yuan Ling's hand and said slowly.

"Some people are not worthy of sympathy. Don't be fooled by the news he deliberately sent out. You can dye your hair white, and you can pretend to be sick to fool the paparazzi, let alone such a scheming man as Wang Jingzhong."

When Yuan Ling heard this, she looked at Xiao Muchen in disbelief, raised her hand and pushed her.

"How do you know? Xiao Muchen, I'm really glad you are my friend!"

"Do you still need to deliberately know? The news of Wang Jingzhong's hospitalization has already spread in Shanghai, and the modern building will be stationed in Shanghai. The recruitment information you deliberately released is very attractive to Shengtai's employees. Wang Jingzhong is already besieged on all sides. You said he could do anything other than cheat your sympathy with this bitter trick

What makes you hold your hand high? "

When Yuan Ling heard this, he suddenly realized that at noon today, just as he was about to leave the company, he received a text message from Wang Jingzhong, which was full of confession and self-pity, and even used the family drama when he was a child to influence himself.

Yuan Ling looked at the text message and then the news. Wang Jingzhong was lying on the hospital bed with white hair, weak and powerless, his eyes were blank. That scene really made Yuan Ling feel pity. She really couldn't bear it and was in a dilemma.This is how the bar feels.But just now, after hearing Xiao Muchen's analysis for him, Yuan Ling had an epiphany, turned around, turned to the table, raised his hands and rubbed his face.

"Okay, okay, don't take things out on yourself, we're going as planned."

"Well, I know what to do."

In a private hospital in Shanghai, Wang Jingzhong was pacing in the ward. The phone was on silent. But Wang Jingzhong is well aware of this person's strength, and he is the biggest trader in investment transactions in the entire United States.

"Why do Americans also come to intervene in Shanghai's business affairs? Modern Building is not earning money in the United States. What are you doing in China? Come here and poach my corner. This is definitely not accidental, it must be deliberate. For this reason, but I didn't offend the Modern Group, could it be that Yuan Ling's gang of little girls did it, oh, what a headache. '

Wang Jingzhong was thinking in his heart, his brain was running crazily.He was making all these bad plans, and he was also making all the presuppositions for the future. She was thinking about what valuable bargaining chips she had in her hand to protect herself, and when she thought about it, she felt very happy.

"Hey, I have a trump card in my hand, a big trump card, how can I forget it!"

In the affluent area of ​​Los Angeles, USA, after lunch, Yuan Wenxin and Gongsun Muxue took a walk in the neighborhood holding hands. The afternoon sun shone warmly on their bodies, and they clasped their hands tightly.Yuan Wenxin lowered her head and smiled happily.

"What are you doing, what's so beautiful there?"

Gongsun Muxue looked at Yuan Wenxin who was so childish, with her head bowed and smiling secretly, she couldn't help asking her.

Yuan Wenxin blushed, raised her head shyly, and said slowly without looking at Gongsun Muxue.

"The heart is beautiful, the mood is beautiful, and the person I hold is beautiful, Mu Xue, do you know? I have dreamed of this scene many times. Every time I wake up from my sleep and see the other side of the bed is empty, I I feel very sad in my heart, I am lost and afraid, I am afraid that the picture of me holding hands with you will only exist in my dream forever, it will not be realized for the rest of my life, and I will not be able to get your forgiveness, every time I think of this, I will be afraid, My heart hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Yuan Wenxin talked about playing, tears circled in her eyes, looked at Gongsun Muxue, blinked desperately, trying to hold back the tears.But no matter how much I blinked, the tears burst more and more and couldn't stop flowing down.

Gongsun Muxue also hugged Yuan Wenxin with red eyes when she saw this, shaking Yuan Wenxin's waist.

"Look at you, you're in a moody mood. You were beautiful just now, but now you're crying again. Don't cry, I'm hiding in your arms obediently!"

Yuan Wenxin pursed her lips, nodded fiercely, hugged Gongsun Muxue tightly in her arms, and whispered in her ear: "Mu Xue, I love you!"

When Gongsun Muxue heard Yuan Wenxin's confession of love, tears slowly soaked her eyes, and a large light and clear teardrop slowly fell on Yuan Wenxin's shoulder.Gongsun Muxue tightened her arms and embraced Yuan Wenxin fiercely.

"I love you more!"

In the middle of the night, snowflakes floated in the night sky of Shanghai. The first snow of this winter arrived as promised, and white petals fell from the sky, dyeing this beautiful city white.

After reading the transaction information, Ouyang Shuyun slowly came to the window, folded her shoulders and looked out of the window, staring at the sky outside.

At the Mo family on the other side, Mo Lingfeng also came to the window to look at the night sky outside after the holding transaction. His wife Feng An took a cup of hot milk and came to Mo Lingfeng's side.

"Shuyun just sent the news that her side is ready."

"Oh, I also sent a message to Xiaohan, everything has been arranged on my side."

Hearing this, Feng Anying took Mo Lingfeng's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Just look at how Yuan Wenxin talked with Zhang Xin. I don't know what's going on with Wang Jingzhong. I'm really afraid..."

Mo Lingfeng patted Feng Anying's shoulder to comfort her.

"Don't worry, God will not let those people who do bad things go."

"kindness……"