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

Listening to these words, Jian Qiaoxin took a few steps back, but he bumped into a warm embrace without taking a few steps, and he was taken aback.

Yan Gan supported him: "Why are you so frizzy, can't you let uncle save some time?"

"Yan, Mr. Yan?" Jian Qiaoxin was startled and couldn't believe it: "Aren't you in a meeting? Why are you here?"

Yan Gan lazily said: "Secretary Li said that you are not in the office. You are so stupid. I can't rest assured. I just came over to have a look. What's wrong with you?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

His hand was held by Yan Gan, Yan Gan looked at him, waited for a long time before someone came to complain to him, so he could only sigh inwardly, dragged him for a few steps, and the two of them were completely exposed in front of everyone in the tea room .

Because he didn't lower his voice when he spoke just now, everyone knew that someone was here.

The female employees said: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Gan held Jian Qiaoxin's water glass and said, "Wait here."

He looked as if he was going to wait for the water in person, which really surprised a kind of employee, who didn't expect Yan Gan to do this.

When Yan Gan passed by a female employee, his footsteps paused slightly: "Give way."

The female employee was the one who just uttered sarcasm, and she flattered her: "Mr. Yan, are you waiting for water, how about I come?"

"You come?"

There was an elegant smile on Yan Gan's face, but his words were cold: "A pheasant like me doesn't dare to trouble you."

The words fell, and there was no sound in the tea room.

The female employee's face was ugly, and she knew she was in trouble, and hurriedly said: "President Yan, I'm sorry, I did it on purpose, I shouldn't talk nonsense, you bypass me this time!"

After Yan Gan finished waiting for the water, he said, "What are you talking about? Did I say I'm going to do something to you?"

The female employee was taken aback.

Yan Gan took a sip by himself and handed it over to Jian Qiaoxin after he felt that the water temperature was suitable. He said without looking back: "The most basic thing for an adult is to be responsible for what he says and do, and to settle the salary by himself."

With a stab in her heart, the female employee blurted out: "Mr. Yan!"

Yan Gan frowned: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"I've been working in the company for three years, you can't fire me for such a trivial matter!" The female employee deliberately yelled to make others look over, trying to threaten her.

Jian Qiaoxin seemed to have seen many employees on this floor, and he was also worried that it would have a bad influence on Yan Gan, so he tugged on his sleeve.

Yan Gan was very frank, and he said, "Do you have any opinions on my decision?"

The female employee clenched her fists and was about to cry: "I cannot accept such a result."

Yan Gan didn't turn his head back: "Contact my lawyer if you need anything."

The female employee was stunned for a moment, only feeling that her face was disgraced and her face was hot and painful. She thought that Yan Gan would argue with her, but she didn't expect that Yan Gan didn't take it seriously at all. Jian Qiaoxin left directly.

The two walked on the smooth marble tiles, Jian Qiaoxin looked up at Yan Gan several times, hesitant to speak.

Yan Gan gave him a cool look: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"Eh..." Jian Qiaoxin followed him slowly and obediently: "In fact, she only said a few words, and I don't really care about it at all..."

Yan Gan: "If it's a crap pleading for her, then it's free."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin really didn't speak.

After Yan Gan walked a few steps, the fire slowly built up in his heart, and he said "tsk": "Whoever says you can bear it, can you forget it if you don't take it to heart? If someone stabs you, if you don't feel pain, just go Can it be regarded as uninjured? Who gave you a bad habit?"

Jian Qiaoxin stared quietly at Yan Gan with a pair of almond eyes, and slowly smiled wryly under the man's glaring eyes, very gentle, but with some helplessness: "I don't take what you said, do I have to be mindful all the time? , If you don’t treat it as painless, don’t you have to cry, you are already in a mess, why bother to lose the last bit of decency.”

Yan Gan said coldly: "Who made you suffer? According to your opinion, if someone beats you, if you don't feel pain, you can pretend that he didn't beat you? What do you want me to say about you? Just forget it before, Going to suffer from those birds now, is your mind full of water?"

"I……"

Jian Qiaoxin is also a little anxious, sometimes people are very strange, just like sometimes your mother will say or scold you, you will not cry easily, but if your father says a few words, you will not be able to hold back Same.

Jian Qiaoxin could bear it, whoever said it would do, even if Yan Gan couldn't, he wasn't the kind of person who would collapse if he said a few words, but at this moment he couldn't help it. Red: "That's not what I mean, besides, I don't want to conflict with your employees in your company, it's also to save your face, what do you want me to do, can't I not come out next time?" ?”

No matter how much pain, no matter how many swords, I can resist without changing my face, but this pain can't be given by you, and this person can't be you!

Yan Gan was taken aback for a moment, seeing the eyelashes of the person in front of him trembling slightly, tears falling down, his delicate face was full of mourning, and he looked really aggrieved and pitiful.

He sighed softly, stretched out his long arms and pulled Jian Qiaoxin close to him and wiped away his tears with his fingertips: "Ancestor, don't cry, it's wrong, it's my uncle's fault, so I shouldn't have hurt you."

That's how people are, if you don't coax, it's fine, the more you coax, the more wronged you will be.

Jian Qiaoxin cried even more fiercely: "Anyway, you just dislike me, and nothing I do is right."

"You really wronged me." Yan Gan wiped him with a handkerchief from his pocket, and said in a slightly magnetic voice with helplessness: "Uncle is just so angry, you say you are holding you every day, I am afraid that you will be gnawing and falling , I am not willing to bully, how can such a precious person here with me, be able to make you angry with anything?"

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him with red eyes.

There was a teasing smile in Yan Gan's eyes: "Is it okay for the kid to stop crying? After all, I'm in the corridor now. I'm fine, I'm just afraid..."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, he turned his face to the side, and there was a group of people standing at the end of the corridor, either bold or spying on his CEO coaxing his wife.

Jian Qiaoxin glared at Yan Gan, and forgot to shed tears: "You, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "What's your reasoning, did you discuss it with your uncle before crying?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin was so ashamed and angry that he was so ashamed, he turned to leave, but Yan Gan grabbed his hand, and Mr. Yan said shamelessly, "Go slowly, don't fall."

Jian Qiaoxin said, "I can walk!"

Yan Gan said confidently: "I can't, you hold me."

"..."

You villain!

The two finally returned to the office one after the other. Jian Qiaoxin sat on the sofa and was stunned: "That's bad."

Yan Gan: "What?"

"I forgot to take the water glass!" Jian Qiaoxin gave him a quiet look: "It's all your fault."

Yan Gan sat down beside him: "Isn't it just a cup, just ask Secretary Li to get it back later."

The more Jian Qiaoxin thought about it, the more shy he became, and finally his face turned red. He muttered: "It's over, now the whole company knows about my crying. I'm still a star. Brother Nong is going to scold me to death."

Yan Gan slowly took the dessert on the table and took a sip: "Come on, tell me something sweet, uncle will help you deal with it when he's happy."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment: "Can Youyou stop talking?"

An elegant smile appeared on Yan Gan's handsome face: "To make an example of others, if one is fired, the others will not want to follow. They are also smart people and know what to say and what not to say."

Jian Qiaoxin breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, he felt that he was framed: "But even if they don't tell others, they still know about my crying!"

Yan Gan sat lazily, and said casually: "It's my face that I lost, what are you afraid of?"

"..."

It's not the same thing at all!

After Jian Qiaoxin calmed down, she recalled what Yan Gan had said to coax her before, and her anxious mood seemed to have cooled down completely as if a basin of water had been poured down. The desserts on the table smelled of sugar. The sweet fragrance floated into his heart little by little.

Hold it in your hand...

I also put you on the tip of my heart.

A day in the company passed quickly, even faster than Jian Qiaoxin spent a day sleeping at home. It was like time passing like sand between fingers, and it quickly disappeared.

Secretary Li, who came to report work, can also feel the benefits. Mr. Yan was so difficult to deal with in the past. He either got angry or punished someone every day. Now because there is an extra person in the office, and because he has a lovely wife, The nourishment of love and temper have improved a lot, this is really one person's way, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Jian Qiaoxin followed Yan Gan down from the elevator. He looked at the shiny buttons on the stairs and said, "I don't know what delicious food Aunt Zhang made today."

Yan Gan said, "Take you out to eat."

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes brightened: "Really?"

That's great, I eat all kinds of tonics at home every day, although Aunt Zhang will also make some quilt tricks for him, but they are all well-regulated dishes, as the saying goes, there is no wild flower fragrance in house flowers.

Yan Gan nodded: "After the children cry, they have to buy candy to coax them. Uncle is very generous and takes you to eat delicious food."

Jian Qiaoxin glared at him: "I'm not a child anymore."

Yan Gan agreed: "If that's the case, why don't you eat it?"

"..."

I fought with you

In the end, Yan Gan took Jian Qiaoxin to open a small restaurant outside. This time it was not hot and sour noodles, but a small shop in a deep alley.

It was dusk when I came out of the company early, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on my body, but there was no warmth in it. Yan Gan walked in front of him, blocking most of the wind.

When she finally arrived at the door of the store, Jian Qiaoxin finally knew what was being sold here.

Yan Gan led him in, and the room was filled with the aroma of ramen. The boss inside popped up, and when he saw Yan Gan, he smiled: "It's been a long time."

Yan Gan said, "Bring him to try something new."

The boss is actually very young, in his prime, he came out wearing an apron, and said directly: "Is it my sister-in-law, she is so pretty, the boss is so beautiful."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, he smiled embarrassedly, and still said generously: "Hello."

Yan Gan introduced him: "College classmate."

Jian Qiaoxin was even more surprised. He had heard of it before. Yan Gan was studying in a famous foreign school, and he was studying finance. Logically speaking, his classmates should be either rich or expensive. Who would know here? Open a noodle shop?

The boss seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled: "Everyone has his own ambition, and my dream is to open a noodle restaurant."

Jian Qiaoxin suddenly felt sincere admiration for him.

There were not many people in the store at the moment, the boss led two people to the box on the second floor, and said that he would cook for himself no matter what.

After he left, Jian Qiaoxin pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Mr. Yan, your classmate is really interesting."

Yan Gan played with the tableware on the table, and said in a strange way: "Really, he has already married and established a business."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin just wanted to ask if it was related, but he was taken aback, looking at Mr. Yan's pretendingly indifferent face, Fuzhi said in his heart: "You don't think I have a crush on him, do you?"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What do you think?"

After being asked so confidently, Jian Qiaoxin was at a loss again. He thought that the certainty of the matter suddenly became less certain.

Yan Gan took Jian Qiaoxin's glass and poured him a glass of water: "If your vision is normal, you won't let uncle, who is so hard to find in this lifetime, not cherish it, and turn your attention to someone you haven't known for a long time. man, what do you say?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin curled her lips and muttered, "Mr. Yan, you are too narcissistic."

Yan Gan propped his chin with one hand, and looked at him leisurely, with an elegant smile on his handsome face, and his low and magnetic voice: "Are you really going to have sex?"

"I didn't!"

Jian Qiaoxin took a sip of the water in the glass and decided to change the subject: "I just think it's right for someone to stick to their ideals. I used to love acting when I was in college, but I only realized after so many years in the entertainment industry. It’s really not all about good acting skills to act well, it’s a pity that I have been groping for so many years to understand this truth.”

Yan Gan said "hmm": "You are really stupid."

"..."

Can this day pass!

Jian Qiaoxin took a deep breath, and when she was about to say something, she heard Yan Gan say, "If you are stupid, be stupid. Fortunately, Uncle is smart. Since you like acting, you can concentrate on acting. Everything is up to me."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback for a moment, thousands of words rushed into her heart, like a lump in her throat, it was difficult to understand the emotion.

There was a knock on the door, and the boss came, holding two bowls of noodles: "I've been waiting for a long time, come and try our beef noodles, this is my family's ancestral recipe."

A bowl of noodles was served on the table. The noodle soup had a rich bone flavor. The oil on the top had been carefully skimmed off, but the flavor of the soup left behind was not reduced at all. The noodles were not thin, but well-proportioned and looked strong. The taste is full, and the beef placed between the noodle soup during the period looks like a lot of weight.

The color and fragrance are complete, and the smell will make your index finger move.

Jian Qiaoxin sighed softly: "It smells so good."

Yan Gan also took a sip: "It is indeed an improvement compared to before."

"That's a must." When the boss talks about the things he is good at, his eyes are always shining brightly, and his tone is full of pride and pride: "My family's noodles are passed down from generation to generation. I want to give it to my son!"

As a businessman, Yan Gan naturally has keen insight: "I invest, open a chain?"

The boss was stunned, and shook his head: "The quality of things is more expensive than expensive. Besides, I don't have such strong business skills as you, A Gan. Even if I open a store, I will still lose money."

Yan Gan didn't force it: "It's already considered a skill for you to be able to guard one side of the world."

The boss smiled, there were customers downstairs, he couldn't stay longer, so he left quickly, and made an appointment to meet again next time when he had time.

After he left, Jian Qiaoxin began to eat noodles slowly.

After he ate half a bowl slowly, he felt full and his mind became more active. He asked softly, "Mr. Yan, can I ask you a question?"

Yan Gan: "Say."

"Did you have any ideals when you were young, um, what did you want to do?"

Yan Gan paused, and raised his eyebrows: "No."

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't believe it: "Is there nothing you want to do?"

Yan Gan picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup slowly: "When you know which path you must take in the future, there is no other path to choose from in your life. Since this is the case, why add more hopeless thoughts?"

Jian Qiaoxin stopped talking.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Gan really thought about it for a while, and finally said: "If you really go back, there really is one."

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes lit up: "What?"

Yan Gan hooked his lips and smiled: "Be the owner of a grocery store."

"..."

amazing ideal

Yan Gan was also full. He picked up the tablecloth on the side and wiped his hands slowly: "At that time, I felt that there were everything in the grocery store. When I was young and inexperienced, I always wanted to have one."

Jian Qiaoxin recalled in a trance what Xiao Jingyi once told himself, Yan Gan's past, before the age of eight, lived with the mother of the wine dancer, wandering, without a stop, maybe in the eyes of a child who has nothing , the grocery store is indeed a fairy paradise.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "It seems good to open one in the future."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Your fans come to spend for you?"

"Well...why do I have to open in the city? I can go back to the village." Jian Qiaoxin thought about it and planned his own beautiful life: "When I get old, I will open a grocery store in the village. If you are happy, you will open it, if you are not happy, you will not open it."

Yan Gan put down the napkin and laughed: "Isn't this uncle's ideal? How did it become yours?"

After Jian Qiao had a new meal, she turned her eyes away a little guilty, and ate the noodles sullenly: "Just talk..."

Your ideal is mine. Regarding the future, I want to plan and complete with you a little bit.

It was dark when the two of them came out after dinner. The boss insisted on not charging money, saying that it was a meeting gift for his sister-in-law, and sincerely invited Jian Qiaoxin to come again next time without charging money.

Jian Qiaoxin followed Yan Gan out of the store. He wanted to praise the boss for being so cool, but he was afraid that Yan Gan might suspect that he was cheating, so he held back.

When he got back to the car, he took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

Yan Gan beside him said, "Send it to Moments?"

"No." Jian Qiaoxin opened Weibo proficiently: "Brother Nong said that I had a lot of fans before, and I should post some photos to make people popular. The noodles at the boss's house are really delicious, so I will share them. "

He put the picture of the noodles on it, edited a few lines of text skillfully, and then clicked send.

Seeing this, Yan Gan also picked up his mobile phone: "What's your name on Weibo, uncle will follow you."

"what?"

Jian Qiaoxin quickly stopped him: "No, if you follow me, others will..."

Yan Gan, who was holding the mobile phone, paused at his fingertips. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Jian Qiaoxin, taking in all the expression on this person's fear of getting involved with him.

quite a while

The corner of Yan Gan's lips hooked into a smile, and he put down his phone: "Forget it."

Jian Qiao's heart sank. He knew that he had said something wrong. He didn't mean it. He was just worried that some people on the Internet would follow the clues to find out what. It will also affect Yan Gan's reputation, but it doesn't matter to him, just don't cause trouble for Yan Gan.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly cooled down, and the driver in front was anxious, wishing to slam the steering wheel. Why are these two people starting a cold war again.

Until the car arrived home, Yan Gan didn't say another word.

They got out of the car one after the other, and when they got home, Aunt Zhang greeted them: "You're back? How are you doing today? Are you okay?"

Jian Qiaoxin felt a little uncomfortable now, but still forced a smile: "It's pretty good."

Yan Gan is used to hiding his emotions. As long as he doesn't want to, others can't spy on him, so Aunt Zhang didn't find anything wrong. While helping Jian Qiao hang up new clothes, she asked Yan Gan who was going upstairs: "Would you like me?" Warm up some milk, I'll send it to you and Xiaoxin in a while, and go to sleep after drinking it."

Yan Gan responded with a lazy voice: "Send my share to the study, there are many things in the company today."

Aunt Zhang was taken aback, feeling something was wrong.

She glanced at Jian Qiaoxin, Jian Qiaoxin looked at Yan Gan, and Yan Gan went upstairs without looking back, and left.

Aunt Zhang knew that there must be something wrong, but she didn't want to ask more questions, so she could only say, "Xiaoxin, don't think too much, A-gan has been busy recently, you should go back to your room and sleep, it's getting late."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded, she didn't cry or make a fuss, she was so well-behaved.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Aunt Zhang knocked on the door, guessing that Jian Qiaoxin was going to sleep at this moment, and brought him a glass of milk: "Would you like to drink it now?"

Jian Qiaoxin was sitting on the head of the bed, holding a storybook in his hand, he shook his head: "Let's have a drink later."

Aunt Zhang didn't force her, she just said, "Drink it while it's hot."

"I know." Jian Qiaoxin paused for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Damn him, aren't you done yet?"

Aunt Zhang didn't dare to say that when Yan Gan said that he was sleeping in the study today when he delivered the milk, she felt that if she really said it, Jian Qiaoxin would have to wipe tears secretly by herself as soon as the front foot left.

She hesitated and said, "Shall I go and show you?"

Jian Qiaoxin shook her head quickly: "No, no, don't rush him, I'll just ask."

Aunt Zhang sighed from the bottom of her heart, she really felt sorry for the child, she actually sometimes felt that Jian Qiaoxin was too sensible but it was a shortcoming, what he wanted, he always kept silent in his heart, A-gan was indeed Linglong's mind right, but When it comes to the person you like, it's easy to get into a corner, and there are so many temptations around him. If the two of them keep going on like this, no matter how good the marriage is, they will be missed.

Thinking of this, Aunt Zhang said: "Why don't you go and see him? He is tired from work, so go and persuade him, he will definitely listen to you."

Before Jian Qiaoxin could say anything, his cell phone rang. He picked it up to look, but saw the agent's name displayed on it. He was a little puzzled, but he picked it up anyway: "Hello, Brother Nong?"

Nongbai's voice was excited: "I really thank you ancestors, I said before that you are not popular, but you just posted on Weibo, and now you are directly popular!"

Jian Qiaoxin also wondered: "Why, I simply shared the ramen."

"Go look at that photo again, you have captured Mr. Yan's coat!" Nongbai had a headache: "Now the Internet is guessing who is the man who accompanied you to dinner, and the most deadly thing is that Mr. Yan's clothes are all Customized models, if you really get to the bottom of it, you will definitely be dug out!"