President, she is only handsome for three seconds

When An Xiaolei woke up, she was in Yan Ruyu's car.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that she was awake, President Yan asked aloud.

An Xiaolei stretched her shoulders and replied, "It's okay, not bad."

The arm still hurts a bit, but it doesn't matter, she is very lucky, and it's not like she was injured in a fight before, and it's her own good in the end.

It's fine when the blood bleeds away.

She looked towards the back seat of the car and found that there was no one she was looking for, "Where is the little yellow hair?"

"Lezheng carried you out, throw it in my car and let me take you away. Little yellow hair? What little yellow hair? Lezheng only brought you out." Yan Ruyu said quickly.

Like running away from something.

An Xiaolei looked at her quietly for a while, and finally said coldly, "Stop."

"Where to go?"

Yan Ruyu didn't say "you", but An Xiaolei understood that she was talking about herself. After all, there were only two people in this car, either Yan Ruyu or her.

These days, there are very few opportunities for two people to get along with each other.

Often when she got home, President Yan had already fallen asleep.

It wasn't that Mr. Yan went to bed early, it was because she came back too late and left too early in the morning. These days, Mr. Yan's pick-up and drop-off were all handed over to the driver.

"I said you can just stop. Why are you talking so much?" An Xiaolei said violently, "You are lying! Doesn't your face hurt when you lie? Your car was parked at the entrance of the alley. See the little yellow hair? Just don't want to save it?"

According to what she said, Yan Ruyu parked the car on the side of the road and looked into her eyes extremely calmly. An Xiaolei suspected that she was going to make a long speech in the next second, but Boss Yan didn't.

Cars drove past them one after another, and the lights illuminated Mr. Yan's gentle face, which was always indifferent to others, as ghostly as Le Zheng's.

"Don't do things that you will regret in the future." After a long while, An Xiaolei said first, "I was wrong, I shouldn't kill you. But - turn around and go back, we can't be deserters."

Yan Ruyu still didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Such a face always makes people very frightened, An Xiaolei even would rather she make a big scene than be quiet like this now, no one knows what she is thinking in her heart.

"Let's go back."

It's too late.An Xiaolei almost begged her to go back, "If you don't go back now, you will regret it in the future."

Just like she did back then, she will regret it.

Every day in the ten years was spent in regret, even if he was forgiven by that person, he could not forgive his mistakes.

"Do you like him?" Yan Ruyu asked suddenly.

An Xiaolei was about to be laughed at by her. When did she ask such meaningless questions? If she didn't go there, the little yellow hair's body would have been completely cold, right? "It doesn't matter! Let's save people first— shall we?"

"It's very important." Boss Yan didn't know what was going on, and he really got into a fight with her. He actually locked the car on the side of the road, then stared at her fiercely and said, "You answer my question, You know I'm not kidding right now."

"I……"

"For such a long time, you have been with him, right?" Yan Ruyu said, "For such a long time."

For a moment An Xiaolei didn't even know how she should face her, and after a while she regained her senses, she said to Yan Ruyu in a non-negotiable tone: "Turn around and go back to save people."

Enough, the escape ten years ago made her regret to this day.

Her decline did not start from the moment her father died, but when she ran out of that alley, she was doomed to be a despicable deserter, and she would never be on the stage or see the sun for the rest of her life.

Her life has already been ruined, and if Boss Yan drives the car away because of jealousy, Boss Yan's life will be ruined too, which An Xiaolei absolutely doesn't want to see.

An Xiaolei stretched out her hand and gently stroked President Yan's long hair, as if to comfort a wronged cat: "Let's go back first."

What I didn't expect was that although Boss Yan was about to go crazy with anger, these words still worked. She glared at An Xiaolei and restarted the car, but it was not the direction to go back: "Don't go back, that little Huang you mentioned Mao died. Lezheng went to take it away in person, and said he would tell the old King of Hades to see if he could be reincarnated and cast himself into a good family."

Lezheng is going to war, not a blade of grass grows.An Xiaolei should have understood long ago.

There has never been anything good around Lezheng, An Xiaolei shouldn't believe that she will really come to help her.

"Life and death are destiny." Yan Ruyu glanced at her and said. "But it has nothing to do with me. Don't say anything to me on the way back. Let's all calm down."

An Xiaolei nodded lightly, then moved her gaze out of the window, watching the cars coming and going.

There are not so many cars in the slums, but she has lived with Mr. Yan in the rich area for a long time, and she is used to this kind of traffic jam every step of the way.

Even she herself couldn't tell when she started to adapt, but she didn't feel very happy when she was with Huang Mao for a while.

Everything is familiar, everything is.Playing games all night, supper, drag racing, beer kebabs... She has lived in the slums for several years, and she should have gotten used to this depraved and intoxicating life long ago.

When President Yan forced her to go to bed early and eat breakfast, An Xiaolei really missed the days when she could do whatever she wanted. Although she had no money, everything was free, and she could go wherever she wanted. She and her motorcycle As free as Harley, as free as riding the wind.

But when she regained this freedom, she actually felt that she was starting to miss Mr. Yan.

She lost the late-night spirits, but she had early morning porridge.

She has a warm and soft little tail, and she follows behind her all the time. When she goes out, that little tail can be intimidating and majestic, but when she gets angry at home, she can be coaxed a little, and she is ready to be coaxed.

An Xiaolei never imagined that one day this little tail would suddenly abandon her.

They talked in the living room of the small villa at the request of President Yan. She looked very serious - usually she was only so scary when she was extremely angry, and An Xiaolei didn't dare to touch her in this situation.

The two of them sat across from each other in the living room. Yan Ruyu watched her quietly for a long time, as if she wanted to write down her appearance and engrave it deep in her mind.

"Whatever you want to say, just say it." Xiao Huangmao's death seriously affected An Xiaolei's mood. She looked like a zombie who was still alive, and her face was full of things to say. Don't waste it. It's time.

The previous anger had disappeared early in the morning.

"Okay." Boss Yan also simply stated his thoughts: "Let's get a divorce."

Yan Ruyu thinks that she has really tried her best. From high school to now, how long has it been, ten years, has it?

She endured everything, although it was not good, but she was a CEO after all, and she could live comfortably without An Xiaolei, even better than now.

She has been well behaved since she was a child, so she fell in love with wild horses like An Xiaolei.

But after all, the home is not a prairie.

She was disappointed, she was really too tired, and she didn't want to accommodate anymore. "We will file for divorce tomorrow. You don't have to move out the house. It belongs to you. I will give you another breakup fee as compensation for delaying your time in the past few years. It has nothing to do with whether I love you or not. I After all, I am a president, so I have to be decent."

An Xiaolei: "..."

She didn't know what she should say, was it to persuade her to stay?But what did she use to keep him?She didn't do anything in this marriage, everything was carried by Yan Ruyu.

But she... really didn't want a divorce.

If a person has never seen the light, it doesn’t matter if she lives in darkness all her life. The problem is that she has seen the light in her life, and she will soon return to the darkness.

It doesn't matter, it's like living in a villa for a long time, even though you don't like it when you return to the slums, isn't it still the same?

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" An Xiaolei asked.

Boss Yan probably didn't expect her to change the subject in an instant, raised his red eyes to look at her, and said, "As you please."

"Thank you." An Xiaolei thanked politely.

She originally wanted to tell Yan Ruyu the information she got, but when she thought about it, if the boss behind her was that fat guy Hao Sheng—in her impression, Hao Sheng was a fat guy, and as a defeated underling, An Xiaolei didn't pay attention to him later. So I don't know how this little fat man is doing now, anyway, it has nothing to do with her.

If it was that little fat man, then his malice towards him should be far greater than that of Yan Ruyu.

It's good to separate, so the little fat man should be able to let the lovely President Yan go.

As for herself, as long as she has her Harley, where can she go alone?

Yan Ruyu shouldn't have given her the villa, but should have given her inexhaustible gasoline.

The border between Chu River and Han was redrawn in the center of the bed, which was piled up with a sheet. Mr. Yan sleeps in a neat posture tonight, and he doesn't seem to have the tendency to "cross the river" at all.

"I turned off the light." An Xiaolei said.

Mr. Yan: "..." Pulled the quilt up a little more, almost covering his head.

If you don't speak, you have no objections. An Xiaolei snapped off the night light in the bedroom, and lay down on her side lightly.

"Do you know Hao Sheng?" An Xiaolei asked with her eyes open in the darkness. "No other meaning, I just asked casually."

"The current boss of Shiheng Group."

An Xiaolei's heart skipped a beat when she heard the name of her former club, Shiheng.

This melon skin, it's no wonder that Shiheng is declining so fast now, it turned out to be angered.

Mr. Yan said again: "He is also the boss of Xinshi. Shiheng was acquired by Xinshi. Didn't I hand you a business card last time?"

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two was extremely friendly, and An Xiaolei didn't even know if they were really going to get a divorce tomorrow.

Seeing her silent for a long time, Yan Ruyu asked, "Why are you asking this?"

It seemed that Yan Ruyu didn't know about it, so An Xiaolei turned around calmly and said, "It's nothing, I just asked. Don't get too close to him, it's not a good thing."

"She is at the level of Little Princess Duanmu, so I don't have a chance to get close." Boss Yan sneered, "Why should I listen to you?"

"Don't touch if you can." An Xiaolei pretended not to hear, "I'm sorry I attacked you tonight, but...Mr. Yan, you can't be a deserter, you must not be, you will regret it in the future. "

"Oh."

"If you are not sleepy, can you tell me about the history of Xinshi Group?"

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips and said, "It's a very new company, but it's very lucky. It was established ten years ago by acquiring a small company, and now it has grown to stand side by side with Princess Duanmu's group. It can be said to be a myth. "