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

And Qiu's mother didn't know the horror of the people in front of her. After receiving Yan Gan's rhetorical promise, she was really satisfied and left.

Seeing him leave, Jian Qiaoxin was dumbfounded, unexpectedly Yan Gan could get it done in a few words, and murmured: "It's that simple?"

A Bentley drove over, the driver came and opened the door, Yan Gan turned to Jian Qiaoxin and said, "Get in the car."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "I'll just take a taxi myself."

"I did it. She found you on your head and it's a burden on you." Yan Gan got into the car and said slowly, "Sending you back is an apology to you, not to mention..."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows, showing undisguised malice for a moment: "Aren't you curious about how I deal with Qiu Jian?"

"..."

you win.

Jian Qiaoxin got in the car. He was sitting in the back seat. After getting in the car, he found that Secretary Li was there. Although he was embarrassed, he still said hello.

Yan Gan sat recklessly, and said in a low voice: "The security guards downstairs, change to another batch."

Secretary Li simply said, "It will be arranged tomorrow."

"Yeah." Yan Gan tugged on the tie of his suit, the collar was loose, and he said lazily, "As for the hospital, let them perform surgery on Qiu Jian."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little surprised.

Yan Gan looked at him with an interesting expression. He hadn’t seen him for a few days. He seemed to be thinner again. His face was fair and clean, but at this moment, he might be stained with some blush.

Mr. Yan was happy, so he showed mercy: "Do you have something to ask?"

Jian Qiaoxin was named, so she was not polite: "Are you really willing to save Qiu Jian?"

"Did I tell you to save him?" Secretary Yan Ganli took a few documents from his hands, and his deep eyes were a bit vile: "I wanted to see his good fortune, and let him transfer to another hospital to find a way out in two days." rule, but there is a way in heaven and he won’t take it.”

The man sitting by the car window looked lazily at the documents on his lap, propped his chin with one hand, and his handsome and elegant profile looked like a handsome scholar.

Yan Gan's tone was gentle and slow, but chilling: "There is no way to hell, she insists on coming."

Jian Qiaoxin's heart skipped a beat, her legs went limp, and her fingertips curled up slightly. Countless ideas came to her mind, and her original thoughts of pleading for Qiu Jian stopped.

The car was driving smoothly, and his heart was also in a state of ups and downs, and it was difficult to calm down, and there were too many thoughts in his mind, and he could not be at peace.

Yan Gan took a bottle of water from the refrigerator in the car, unscrewed the lid lightly and handed it to Jian Qiaoxin: "Are you hot?"

There was a thin layer of sweat on Jian Qiaoxin's forehead and cold sweat on his back. He slowly shook his head: "Not at all, but Qiu Jian and I...have been together for many years, although we are not together now, I am not generous. I hope that he has a bright future, but I don't hate him so much that life would be better than death."

Yan Gan sneered and said, "A woman's benevolence is merciful."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to explain that you were too decisive, so he could only keep his mouth shut in the end. He told the driver his address and then remained silent.

The car drove very smoothly, and the cabin was also very quiet. He leaned against the cushion, feeling a strong sense of drowsiness, and unexpectedly fell asleep slowly.

Yan Gan lowered his head and was looking at the document in his hand. There was the sound of steady breathing from beside him. He looked up and saw the person beside him, with his eyes closed, fast asleep on the cushion.

He was really well-behaved, he didn't come over because he was sleeping soundly, he lay obediently on that small piece of ground and huddled up, and he didn't know how such a person got the courage to hug him in the bar.

Yan Gan took advantage of the situation and thought of the appearance of Jian Qiaoxin tossing and turning Cheng Huan under him that night, his eyes became a little more tender, and he bent down and took out a small blanket from under the car to cover him.

If you get closer, you can see the green circles under Jian Qiaoxin's eyes. It must be hard work in the entertainment industry, and he has suffered a lot.

Secretary Li had something to turn around to report earlier, Yan Gan put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture, Secretary Li quickly retracted.

The car finally stopped in a narrow alley.

Yan Gan patted Jian Qiaoxin's arm: "It's here."

Jian Qiao was sleeping soundly, and didn't want to wake up at all. He frowned and moaned twice, obviously he hadn't been woken up in his sleep.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth curled into a smirk, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Jian Qiaoxin's nose.

Jian Qiaoxin, who was fast asleep, suddenly felt a sense of suffocation. He suddenly widened his eyes and saw Yan Gan's face close in front of him.

Jian Qiaoxin blushed, "You!"

Yan Gan withdrew his hand slowly: "Did you sleep well?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Jian Qiaoxin looked down at the blanket on his body, and realized that he must have fallen asleep in someone else's car. Thinking like this, he ignored the fact that his nose was being pinched by Yan Gan.

Folding the blanket and putting it aside, he politely said, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, I'm here."

Yan Gan glanced at the dimly lit alley, which could be used as a scene in a horror movie. He frowned slightly: "You live here?"

Jian Qiaoxin said confidently, "Yes."

Yan Gan said, "Did the company give you a low salary?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin stood in the autumn wind and was blown like this, and all sleepiness disappeared. He understood that Mr. Yan was disgusted by this place!

Sure enough, he shouldn't have sent me here. Such a pampered person would definitely feel uncomfortable here.

Jian Qiaoxin suppressed the gloomy eyes, and said with a smile: "It's already very good, but I'm used to frugality, it's just a shelter, there's nothing to worry about, thank you, Mr. Yan, for sending me back, and I'm sorry for troubling you."

Yan Gan waved his hand: "No thanks, go back early, it's cold outside."

Jian Qiaoxin bowed before walking back.

Bentley started to drive away again. Yan Gan, who was sitting in the back seat, was still looking at the contract. It took a long time to turn a page. He propped his chin with one hand and said thoughtfully, "Secretary Li."

Secretary Li replied: "Sir."

Yan Gan rubbed the paper with his fingertips: "The revenue share of artists under our company is so poor?"

"No, sir, it all depends on the position and resources of the person." Secretary Li is such a thoughtful person, he tentatively said: "Mr. Jian's contract share is [-]-[-]%, besides... his position is slightly lower, So the income is poor."

Yan Gan let out a "hmm", then continued to look at the document without asking any more questions.

Secretary Li originally prepared a lot of drafts, but they didn't come in handy. Are you angry!

One month later

Jian Qiaoxin was about to go to the company's tea room to get a bottle of water, but stood still outside the door, and there was a lot of discussion from inside through a door.

"Have you read the news on the Internet?"

"It's Jian Qiaoxin's one, oh my god, I really didn't expect him to be such a person. I usually look at him as gentle and gentle, but he is such a scum."

"Isn't it? I really know people and faces but don't know my heart."

Jian Qiaoxin frowned as he heard this, and he was suffocating in his heart. He turned around and wanted to leave, but he felt a whirlwind. If it wasn't for the fact that there was a wall next to him for support, he almost fell down right now.

Slightly nauseating dizziness came over and over again, Jian Qiaoxin touched his forehead: "Have you caught a cold?"

Standing against the wall for a while, when he felt better, he walked slowly to the agent's office and knocked on the door: "Brother Nong, are you there?"

Nong Bai's voice came: "Come in."

Jian Qiaoxin walked in, and he strode to the agent's office: "Brother Nong, don't believe the news on the Internet, I did not cheat on Qiu Jian!"

Nongbai was looking at the computer, and waved his hand when he heard the sound: "Of course I know, with your temper as an old monk, you are still cheating? I incited you to climb on the bed and you didn't go. If you want to cheat, you have to get out early!"

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

The two discussed in the office for a while, and Nong Bai, who learned the whole process, touched his chin: "You said you recorded?"

"Well." Jian Qiaoxin sent him the mp3 file of the mobile phone, and said, "This must be done by my aunt, she just wanted to extort money, Qiu Jian's operation failed some time ago, I heard... it is completely inhumane gone."

Nongbai couldn't help laughing: "Qiu Jian is so courageous, he dared to make trouble for Mr. Yan, and he dared to provoke Mr. Yan. If it wasn't for his great fortune and fate, I would believe he was hacked to death. .”

Jian Qiaoxin was startled, and he asked nervously, "Mr. Yan...has he ever killed anyone?"

Nongbai's expression turned cold, and he lowered his voice: "This is all rumors in the world. No one knows whether it is true or not, but you just need to remember one thing, and don't provoke them. Otherwise, even if you don't kill you, there are still ways to make life worse than death." .”

Jian Qiaoxin unconsciously clenched the table with her hands: "I know."

The two of them thought about how to deal with public relations, and while they were talking, the phone on Nongbai's desk rang, and he answered the phone with a silent gesture, his expression changed as soon as he answered the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Nongbai sighed: "You are lucky."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't understand, so he leaned over: "What did you say on the phone?"

"Our company's public relations department has already received the notice from the president's office, and tried its best to suppress the matter. I will send the recording over in a while, and the matter will definitely reverse."

Nongbai looked strange: "Besides... I heard what they mean, it's not necessarily Qiu's mother who did it."

Jian Qiaoxin is so smart, subconsciously said: "Wen Yuan?"

"Well... not necessarily." Nongbai is also busy with the public relations department now, so he stood up and walked out. After walking two steps, he came back and said: "Tonight is the birthday of the crown prince. The invitation card will be released a few days ago." It has been delivered several times, Xiao Zihua definitely wants you to go, you can just go through the motions to save him face, otherwise..."

If the prince loses his temper, it will be ugly to everyone.

Jian Qiaoxin showed embarrassment, and nodded after thinking about it: "I know, I will go."

Later, he changed into a comfortable suit and looked in the mirror. The face of the person in the mirror was really ugly. The round face that used to be was almost thinner now.

Jian Qiaoxin thought of her physical condition in the past few days, and murmured, "Go to the hospital tomorrow and have a look."

I went out and stopped the car to prepare for the birthday party. The prince is the prince. He has a lot of money and wealth, and he directly manages it in an old house. This house is located in a wealthy area. There are many luxury cars on the street, and they are driving rentals. The driver of the car slowed down, fearing that if one accidentally loses his fortune.

The taxi driver didn't dare to drive for the last part of the road, so he stopped directly by the side of the road.

Jian Qiaoxin didn't make it difficult for anyone. He walked a few steps to the venue by himself. He handed in the invitation before entering. The reception was brightly lit. The red carpet in the hall was spread to the end. A huge crystal lamp shone with the light of money. Two huge High-quality wooden handrail stairs stand around the center, and each step of the staircase is crystal diamond-studded, shining brightly under the light.

The attendant came to lead the way: "This way please."

Going in from here, behind the hall is the Huo family's private garden, which is decorated in a pure national style, with red lanterns hanging high on the wooden corridor, pavilions and pavilions are all available, small bridges and flowing water, graceful and poetic .

Inside are tables of banquets, and there are signs on these banquets, presumably tables are divided according to status and circles.

Quite a few people have already arrived. Even though some of the people sitting on the chairs can't pronounce their names, they are known to be people who often appear on the financial channel.

The round table in the middle is the most magnificent, sitting on it is the old man of the Huo family, and next to it... is Yan Gan, and then a series of side tables, including Huo Zihua.

The attendant led him to the main table, and Jian Qiaoxin panicked: "Hi, which table are you taking me to?"

The attendant held the red invitation card in his hand, and he pointed: "Your table is the master's right, the crown prince personally ordered it."

Simply bullshit!

Jian Qiaoxin took a few steps back: "I'll go to the next table."

Huo Zihua at the head seat noticed the movement. He was talking to Yan Gan, but seeing Jian Qiaoxin's eyes lit up now, he said excitedly, "Uncle, I'll bring my little boyfriend here to show you!"

Yan Gan followed his gaze, and happened to see Jian Qiaoxin who was standing next to the attendant in a dilemma. He was wearing a light gray suit today, with a thin and slender body, and a gentle smile on his gentle profile. Yushu is not an exaggeration, it is somewhat conspicuous in the brightly lit and lively hall.

Tsk.Little boyfriend?

Could it be that in just a few days, Jian Qiaoxin got involved with his unworthy nephew?

Yan Gan tapped the table with his fingertips, and there was a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth. This is really, really good.