I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

The two were walking on the top floor. In order to get used to the business here, most of the things in Yan Gan's office have been moved.

Pushing open the door and going in, he opened the notebook on the table, the computer screen was lit up, and densely packed file information was displayed on it.

The secretary stood in the office and hesitated: "Sir, why don't I communicate with Director Wang again."

Yan Gan didn't raise his head: "No need."

"No need?" The secretary was surprised.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows, and stopped with his fingertips that were pressing the mouse: "Why, is there a problem?"

Secretary Li hurriedly said, "No!"

Yan Qiao simply leaned back, leaning her whole body on the office chair, crossed her bony hands, and smiled with interest on her handsome and elegant face: "Why, what do you think of me?"

Secretary Li thought how dare I, he shook his head: "Subordinates dare not."

The expression on Yan Gan's face gradually turned cold: "Then you are very idle, standing here waiting for me to help you work?"

"..."

Secretary Li had long been used to the boss's moodiness, so he quickly bent down and prepared to step down.

When walking to the door, a voice came from outside: "Wait."

Secretary Li quickly turned around, and respectfully waited for the boss's latest order: "Sir."

Yan Gan on the desk has returned to his normal work routine, and he tapped on the keyboard with his fingertips: "In the future, there is no need to inquire about Jian Qiao's new affairs, and there is no need to stop him if he wants to terminate the contract."

Secretary Li tightened his palm holding the doorknob: "Yes."

Coming out of the door, he wiped the sweat from his brow, and fell into deep doubts. For some reason, he always felt that this matter was endless.

One month later

The staff of the huge studio came and went, the lighting was on white, and the photographers surrounded the people above and pressed the cameras.

Jian Qiaoxin, who was sitting on the table, had been in the same position for almost two minutes.

The photographer shouted: "Mr. Jian, lower your head a little, raise your eyes to look at the sky, yes, yes, very good!"

After tossing around for a while, the required films were basically finished. Jian Qiaoxin stood up by himself, and the venue manager handed him a bottle of water: "Thanks for your hard work."

The director went through it once and said: "Okay, it's over, everyone has worked hard!"

Jian Qiaoxin was unable to leave. He stayed where he was and helped the photographers clean up the venue, while bowing to other passing staff members: "Thanks for your hard work."

The staff all smiled and nodded.

Eighteenth-line humble artists will be punished miserably if they are ignorant. Jian Qiaoxin has always maintained a state of neither humble nor overbearing and polite until the end of work.

When I went back to pack the package, a staff member came over: "Mr. Jian, your phone seems to be ringing all the time."

Jian Qiaoxin said gratefully, "Understood, thank you."

The staff smiled and said, "It's a small matter."

Pushing open the door of the dressing room, Jian Qiaoxin skillfully found the door of her cabinet, took out her mobile phone from her backpack, and saw no less than fifty or sixty missed calls from Qiu's mother.

Just flipping through, another new call came.

Jian Qiaoxin frowned and still pressed the answer: "Hello, auntie."

"Xiaoxin, why don't you answer the phone? Do you know how anxious your aunt is?" Qiu's mother's voice was anxious: "Xiaojian has an accident, come to the hospital quickly!"

Jian Qiaoxin put on the bluetooth headset while he was packing his things: "Auntie, Qiu Jian and I have broken up."

Qiu's mother suffocated: "That's not what you said, one day husband and wife Bai Rien, you forgot who Xiaojian entered the hospital for before? This time he was sent to the hospital and you have nothing to do with it. My son has suffered so badly, you can let it go if you say we break up now?"

Jian Qiaoxin closed the door of the cabinet casually, he tapped the recording on his mobile phone, and said indifferently, "Auntie, I didn't hit him with a car in the car accident before Qiu Jian, nor did I drag him to find me, how could it be blamed?" On my head, indeed, I am very grateful to him for saving me. I paid all the hospitalization and treatment expenses in the hospital, and we had already broken up at that time. I dare not say that I am 100% on him. heart, but he has exhausted his benevolence.”

Qiu's mother turned cold: "Do you still have a conscience? Xiaojian has been with you all these years, and all his savings have been spent on you. Now he has no money for hospitalization. The doctor said that he should be treated, so you should send him quickly." money!"

Jian Qiaoxin came out of the shed, and there was the company's nanny car outside. He got into the car: "Auntie, when I was with Qiu Jian, the rent was AA, and I didn't spend his money on daily life. Where do you think I spent my savings?"

Qiu's mother on the other end of the phone had to be reasonable and unforgiving: "Don't think I don't know how many gifts Xiaojian gave you, besides, now that he is in trouble, he has nothing to do with you, and you still want to leave? How can there be such a good thing in this world!"

Jian Qiaoxin wanted to say something, but the phone hung up with a bang.

The driver of the nanny car said, "Shall we go back to the company?"

Jian Qiaoxin is very considerate: "Just go directly to the underground parking lot, and you don't need to leave me at the door, thank you."

The driver uncle said: "You are polite."

The car was driving smoothly, and it was almost late at night. Jian Qiaoxin swiped the screen saver of her phone from time to time, and her mind was completely empty.

After arriving at the company's parking lot, Jian Qiaoxin got on the elevator and came out directly from the company's door.

There wasn't too much traffic outside the company's gate. Jian Qiaoxin was standing outside to take a taxi. He was so absorbed in thinking about Qiu Jian that he couldn't dodge someone who suddenly jumped out and grabbed his hand.

Jian Qiaoxin was in pain from being pinched, he slammed it violently: "Let go!"

Qiu's mother was thrown away by him, but it's only been a month since she saw her. Qiu's mother, who used to take good care of herself, looks a lot older. Now it's almost autumn. She wears an ill-fitting coat, and her thin body shows a kind of fatigue. feel.

"Xiaoxin, hurry up and meet Xiaojian with me!" Mother Qiu came over to grab his hand again.

Jian Qiaoxin took two steps back: "Auntie, didn't I make it clear to you?"

Although it was night, there were still a lot of people around the company, and this was the entertainment building, where dogs often hang out, so it was really not a place to talk.

Jian Qiaoxin took two breaths: "Auntie, let's talk about it when we go back."

Qiu's mother refused to let go: "Where are you going back? You go to the hospital with me now, don't try to send me away, otherwise I will come to your company to make trouble."

Anyone who said such a rascal would be a little angry, let alone Jian Qiaoxin.

Jian Qiaoxin rubbed the center of her brows. For some reason, she felt very tired these days, and she didn't want to pester her: "Auntie, I'll tell you now. I broke up with Qiu Jian because he cheated. Now that he has ended up like this... It was not my intention. I can go and see him with you. If he has no medical expenses, I can also lend a helping hand, but I don’t have much money, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you much. .”

Qiu's mother's eyes moved slightly, but she was here to blackmail Jian Qiaoxin, how could she just let it go.

People around the company gradually gathered around, Qiu's mother burst into tears, and simply shouted: "You have no conscience, why did our son fall for you..."

Downstairs of Shengshi Building

Secretary Li came out following Yan Gan, and he looked not far away, hesitantly said: "Then... isn't it Mr. Jian?"

After he finished speaking, he regretted a little. After all, the boss had ordered him not to contact Mr. Jian deliberately before, so he didn't know if what he said now would make him unhappy.

Yan Gan turned around and looked over, squinting his eyes, and it happened that the company's security guard had also arrived, and said respectfully: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Gan stood casually, playing with the phone in his hand, and asked casually, "What's going on?"

The security guard quickly said: "There should be a small situation over there, I will let them go now."

Out of the corner of Qiu's mother's eyes, she saw the security guard thinking she was going to chase her away, so she rushed over to catch Jian Qiaoxin. Behind Jian Qiaoxin was the company's flower bed pool, and she couldn't back up at all. She took a few steps to the left and hid Without letting go of Qiu's mother's pushing hand, he staggered on the soles of his feet and was about to fall into the pool.

"careful!"

At the very moment, someone grabbed him and hugged him. Jian Qiaoxin was startled, and tightly held the other person's waist.

Yan Gan lowered his head, slightly reproachful: "How old are you, can't you stand still?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little dizzy, and he covered his forehead: "Mr. Yan, thank you for holding me back."

The two talked as if no one was there, and Qiu's mother on the side was naturally left out. This was the first time she saw Yan Gan. In terms of height, Yan Gan might be a head taller than Qiu Jian. His appearance is elegant, with Somewhat resolute, at the moment he turned his face to the side and whispered to Jian Qiaoxin, looking easy to get along with.

This gave Mother Qiu a lot of confidence. She said: "Jian Qiaoxin, you have the nerve to say that Xiaojian cheated on me. I think you probably hooked up with your concubine a long time ago!"

Jian Qiaoxin was stunned for a moment, with astonishment in her eyes: "My mistress?"

How could she think so? !

Yan Gan asked Jian Qiaoxin to stand up, and he walked slowly in front of Qiu's mother. The comforting high-tailored suit gave people a layer of extravagance. He bent down and smiled: "Auntie, you must be Qiu Jian's mother. ? Jiuyang, I am Jian Qiaoxin's boss, Yan Gan."

Qiu's mother was taken aback for a moment, and vaguely recalled what Wen Yuan told her repeatedly, and said, "Mr. Yan, so you are Mr. Yan, please save our Xiaojian."

Yan Qiao's smile deepened: "No problem, it's a trivial matter."

Qiu's mother was full of enthusiasm, and said to Ai Ai again: "I heard that the hospital belongs to you, do you think it gives us free treatment? Xiao Jian's illness has been delayed for a month, so the damn doctor just won't treat him, and he won't perform any surgery. If not, our Qiu family will be like no other!"

Jian Qiaoxin glanced at Yan Gan in the light of the street lamp, and saw that the man straightened his back and listened nonchalantly to what he said, his eyes squinted like an old fox when he smiled.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered an old saying: A dog that bites should never bark.