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

Wen Yuan covered half of his face, and looked at Jian Qiaoxin in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?"

Jian Qiaoxin withdrew her hand: "I don't dare like you. Do you think I won't do anything to you if you turn the truth upside down in front of the media?"

Wen Yuan was outraged, and rushed over to fight back. He raised his hand but was grabbed by Jian Qiaoxin's little assistant.

The little assistant pushed him away with a wave.

Wen Yuan bumped into the cabinet next to him. Not only was he not annoyed, but he showed a triumphant smile. He said, "Brother Xiaoxin, you'd better not be angry. It's better to take care of yourself."

Jian Qiaoxin ignored him, turned around and left.

The current staff are either watching the show, or watching the farce teasingly. It has to be said that Wen Yuan is really capable of acting, and they are happy to see him being beaten.

The manager Nongbai's face was also not good-looking, he glared at Wen Yuan before leaving.

Jian Qiaoxin returned to his lounge. He drank two sips of water from a cup to calm down his emotions, while the little assistant on the side was also very angry.

The little assistant said: "Is this Wen Yuan mentally ill? What are the benefits of doing this?"

Jian Qiaoxin was also a little puzzled.

In fact, he was indeed a little impulsive just now, and he was a little annoyed, as if he didn't know when it started, he was not as tolerant as before.

Nongbai came from the front: "What are you thinking about?"

two people look back

"Just now in the background, there was a media live broadcast, which recorded the scene of Xiaoxin beating someone." Nongbai closed the door behind him: "It has been broadcast live."

Jian Qiaoxin was shocked: "Is he crazy?"

"I'm not sure." Nongbai rubbed his brows with some difficulty: "If he really did it, then his methods are a bit too low-level."

Jian Qiaoxin was really upset.

He took a deep breath: "Wen Yuan is simply a mad dog."

Nongbai sighed softly: "Now he is biting people randomly. From various angles, that video looks like you took the initiative. Now it has exploded on the Internet."

After Jian Qiaoxin heard this, she wished she could arrest Wen Yuan and beat her up again.

Nongbai said, "Let's go back first."

"Ah."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't read all kinds of comments on the Internet. He went back to the economic company, and the manager of the public relations department had already come. He asked, "Is Xiaoxin really in the video?"

Nongbai had to admit: "It's him."

The manager of the public relations department sighed, this matter is very difficult to deal with, the two young students are both popular artists of the company, it is not good to black anyone, and it is also very difficult to deal with.

Nongbai said: "Let's remove the hot search first, and then contact Wen Yuan's team to come out and issue a statement."

This matter has to be resolved.

The manager of the public relations department nodded and left. Nongbai looked back at Jian Qiaoxin: "What are you thinking?"

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Think about what Wen Yuan wants to do."

Nongbai sat down next to him: "What else do you want to do, slander you, or maybe ruin your reputation."

"I always feel it's not that simple." Now that Jian Qiaoxin has calmed down, the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks it's wrong. Although Wen Yuan has always been self-willed before, he won't start killing himself for no reason. He clearly knows that it is true to do so It's too easy to expose yourself.

In other words, isn't he afraid of making Yan Gan unhappy?

The more Jian Qiaoxin thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Nongbai also fell into deep thought beside him, he said: "Don't think so much, let's get rid of this wave of public relations first, although it's not a big deal, but if the impact is big, it's still very serious."

Jane Qiaoxin nodded.

He began to think again, should he call Yan Gan? Yan Gan said before that he would call him for everything, but that was when she was pregnant, and now that the child has made a sound, is there still a need for him to call?

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door outside.

When Jian Qiaoxin turned around, it was Secretary Li. Secretary Li stood at the door and said, "Husband...Mr. Jian, it's noon now, and Mr. Yan told me to pick you up for dinner."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, but finally stood up: "Okay."

He greeted Nong Bai: "Then I'm going?"

Nongbai sat in front of the table in a state of desperation, and waved his hands: "Go."

"What do you want to eat?" Jian Qiaoxin stood at the door and looked at him: "I'll bring it back for you."

Nongbai had no appetite, but he still said: "You can bring what you have, there is nothing to be particular about, the old man can eat anything."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded and left.

He got in Secretary Li's car and went downstairs to a restaurant. The restaurant stood in a small alley. It looked old, and the exterior decoration was very vicissitudes.

Jian Qiaoxin, wearing a mask and hat, walked in through the corridor and stopped at a box on the second floor.

He opened the door and went in, and saw Yan Gan sitting in the inner courtyard,

Yan Gan waved at him: "Here, sit down."

A lot of food was placed on the table, and it was delicious in color and fragrance. Even standing outside the box, one could smell the aroma. Jian Qiaoxin sat down opposite him.

The soup was just in his hand, and he filled a bowl for Yan Gan: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Not long." Yan Gan played with the handle of the spoon: "I just listened to some gossip while waiting."

"..."

At this time it is difficult.

Jian Qiaoxin felt uneasy, he said, "What gossip?"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "I thought you knew best."

"Xiao Zihua and I really have nothing!" Jian Qiaoxin raised his hands with an extremely aggrieved look: "Really, you trust me."

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "Oh?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded frantically: "Really, it's just hype."

Yan Gan picked up a piece of food and put it into the bowl in front of Jian Qiaoxin. His tone seemed to be casually chatting about family affairs, but in fact it implied murderous intentions: "Don't you appreciate and love him very much, and look forward to working together again?"

"..."

I'm so hard

Jian Qiaoxin really understood the mystery of death. He buried his head in his food and didn't dare to look at Yan Gan: "That's all my nonsense. It's not like you don't know. I rarely contact him."

Yan Gan smiled: "How could uncle know?"

Jian Qiaoxin really wants to say that he is very aware that the bodyguards around him are staring at him very hard every day, and are committed to telling Yan Gan all his whereabouts. Although Ranran is born now, logically speaking, there is no need for this. But none of them offered to cancel.

Jian Qiaoxin sighed leisurely: "This is really an accident. Originally, I wanted to simply cooperate with the studio to stir up popularity and promote the new drama. Who knew something like Wen Yuan happened halfway through."

The color of Yan Gan's eyes deepened, and he pretended to be unintentional and said: "Your coffee status is so low that you need to tie up my unsatisfactory nephew?"

Jian Qiaoxin coughed lightly: "Actually, he is also a first-line star."

"How many catties does he have, can I not know?" Yan Gan looked sideways at Jian Qiaoxin: "Okay, don't worry about this matter, uncle will take care of it."

Jian Qiaoxin is not very dependent on other people's temperament, he took a sip of soup lukewarmly: "It's okay, you are busy all day, I will check the situation and find a way to deal with it myself."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

There was a hint of threat in these words, and even a bit of coolness, which made Jian Qiaoxin's scalp tingle.

He wanted to go back on his word, but when he thought that one day he would leave Yan Gan and grow up, Yan Gan could not be his safe haven for the rest of his life, so he bit the bullet: "Well, I'll try."

Yan Gan no longer looked at him: "It's up to you."

The meal was quite quiet, both of them were thinking about something, it seemed calm, but in fact the waves in the interior were very rough, when the meal was almost finished, Yan Gan stopped his chopsticks.

Jian Qiaoxin felt that something was wrong with him, so he put down his chopsticks. He raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Gan took a napkin to wipe his hands slowly: "You are going to join the filming of Yan Hengyang recently, right?"

"Ah."

Yan Gan's handsome and elegant face was full of familiar softness, but what he said made people feel cold: "I'll ask someone to book a hotel for you near the film crew, so that you can rest conveniently, and you don't have to travel to work at night. Pay attention to your health." .”

Jian Qiaoxin's heart sank, and his hands on his lap curled up unconsciously.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Is there any problem?"

Jian Qiaoxin's voice was a little sour, as if it was squeezed out of her throat: "It's okay, I can come back and take a look at Ranran."

"You don't need to worry about him, the nanny is watching." Yan Gan put down the tablecloth: "You don't need to watch every day, the little brat is starting to wake up less at night now, and you will still be noisy with him when you come back at night."

It was like a basin of water was poured from the beginning to the end. It was clear that it was fine before. Jian Qiaoxin really couldn't believe that Yan Gan would let him not go home. Obviously, the contract was still two years away.

He lowered his head, trying to cover up his emotions, at least not to look like a resentful woman, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm going to be lighter..."

Yan Gan leaned lazily on the chair: "Aren't you tired from tossing around? Let's rest in the hotel and come back when you have time. You can take a look in the mirror by yourself. You've lost weight in the past two months."

Jian Qiaoxin felt a little sad, but he was used to being patient: "Okay."

After the meal, Yan Gan asked the car to take him back, while he went back to the company. The two of them got together for a short time, but Jian Qiaoxin felt depressed during the gathering.

He put the packaged food on the manager's table: "Brother Nong, your lunch."

Nongbai reached out to take it: "Thank you."

The plastic bag was opened, and the food inside was full of fragrance. The excellently packaged food still looked the same color. Nongbai said with emotion: "As expected of Mr. Yan, it is a big deal. Who can afford the food here? Xiaoxin You really achieved the Tao by yourself, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

Jian Qiaoxin walked to the side sofa and sat down. He nestled down and said, "I have no way, brother Nong, don't make fun of me and Mr. Yan in the future."

Nongbai heard that something was wrong in these words, he was fine when he left at noon, why did it suddenly become like this, he shook his head: "What's the matter?"

Jian Qiaoxin looked at Weibo with her tablet in her arms, and said softly, "It's nothing, how about your decision on public relations?"

Many microbloggers have deleted the video on Weibo, but there are still a lot of people who have saved it, and it has spread at the speed of today.

Below the most popular Weibo comment, there are many discussions:

Jian Panxia: "What kind of rubbish is Jian Qiaoxin, beat someone and get out of the entertainment industry."

Yuan Yuan is the best: "He must be jealous of our Yuan Yuan. After all, Yuan Yuan is very kind and lively. Jian Qiaoxin is like a small belly. No wonder he is an orphan because he has no tutor."

Man Touchen replied that I didn't listen: "My mother taught me to be a civilized person since I was a child. I really hope you have a mother too."

Pretending to be online: "Am I the only one who thinks that Wen Yuan is very cute? No matter whether Xiaoxin is with Xiao Zihua or not, his words are very ambiguous. I will believe that he is a mistress."

Walking Horse Xingchen replied pretending to be online: "You can't say that, it's wrong to hit people casually, hasn't Jian Qiaoxin come out to apologize now?"

Wang Mengmeng: "Can Jian Qiaoxin's fans stop coming out to clean up? If you hit someone, hit someone. What's there to clean up? Public figures don't pay attention to their image at all, they're a rotten person."

Jian Qiaoxin read all the comments all the way, he sighed leisurely, and heard Nongbai not far away say: "Wenyuan's team has prepared a clarification document, but they demanded We will deal with it coldly for two days, and they will issue a clarification statement this Wednesday."

Jian Qiaoxin frowned: "I don't need this kind of heat."

"They mainly want to stir up enthusiasm for Wenyuan." Nongbai waved his hand: "I suggest that you discuss with Mr. Yan and force them to issue a statement."

Ask Yan Gan again.

Jian Qiaoxin put down the tablet: "Brother Nong, do you think this matter can be resolved by issuing a statement? Even if Wen Yuan came out and said that I didn't hit him on purpose, how many people would believe it?"

Nongbai obviously thought of this too, he said: "Then Mr. Yan..."

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, how many times have I told you that I am not what you think he is, and he has no obligation to help me every time!" Jian Qiaoxin's voice was loud, echoing throughout the room, resounding loudly.

Nongbai was taken aback for a moment, forgetting to swallow the food that was in his mouth.

After Jian Qiaoxin finished speaking, he was also stunned. He had been angry since noon, and he kept it in his heart. He didn't control his emotions well at the moment, and it was indeed not much.

Breathing out lightly, Jian Qiaoxin whispered, "I'm sorry."

Nongbai took a sip of water: "It's okay, it's because my brother is not good, so let's talk about it, what do you think about this matter, before you and Qiu Jian, Wen Yuan was the mistress, since he is not benevolent, we also need to I'm so loyal, I'll find an official account to get him out, and see how he ends up."

Jian Qiaoxin thought for a while: "This will implicate Mr. Yan, he doesn't like being involved in the entertainment industry."

The other party might also be sure of this, so they are unscrupulous.

Nongbai was also a little distressed: "Then what are you going to do?"

Jian Qiaoxin nestled on the sofa, staring at the various Weibo comments on the tablet in a daze, and said softly, "If I think about it again, there will always be a way."

Because of this kind of thing today, he was able to go home early.

Inside the baby room was the child's happy laughter. When he opened the door and entered, the nanny was teasing the child. Seeing that Jian Qiaoxin had arrived, she asked, "Mr. Jian, are you back?"

"Yeah." Jian Qiaoxin walked over to pick up the child: "How is he, is he behaved today?"

The nanny smiled and said, "Young master is so good."

Jian Qiaoxin felt that it was a little heavier than before. He touched the child's clothes and found that they were very thin, and said, "Isn't it cold?"

The nanny quickly explained: "No, no, the temperature in the room is right."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the child in his arms, but now the skin is different from before. When he was in the hospital, the child's skin was a little wrinkled, and the facial features seemed to be all wrinkled together, even a little yellow, but now it is different, the child His skin is obviously much fairer, and his eyes are also much bigger, round and round, with a lot of energy.

Ranran hummed and whimpered, and spit out some small bubbles. Jian Qiaoxin wiped them off for him, and played with him for a while.

In the evening, he went downstairs for dinner and found that Yan Gan hadn't come back, so he asked the nanny beside him: "Hasn't Mr. come back?"

The nanny looked masculine, but she still said: "Mr. just called back and said that he won't come back for dinner today. The company has something to do, so he might have to sleep in the company."

In the past, Jian Qiaoxin stayed in Yan Gan's company. There was indeed a small lounge with beds and everything, but it had been a long time, or since Jian Qiaoxin came to live in Yan's house, there was almost no Yan Gan who could not go home. when.

Jian Qiaoxin slowly sat down at the dining table, and said, "Got it."

The nanny saw that his expression was not very good, so she comforted him: "Mr. must be very busy. There are documents in the study today, and Secretary Li came to pick them up. He also looked in a hurry when he left."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded: "I know, prepare some food in the kitchen, if he comes back, he can eat something."

nanny should

Jian Qiaoxin returned to the room after a boring meal. He first packed up his luggage in the guest room, and then he had to bring a lot of clothes when staying in a hotel. Then he remembered that he had a spare charger and seemed to have forgotten it. in the master bedroom too.

"I have to find..."

Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, Jian Qiaoxin walked in. He remembered that the charger was placed in the cabinet, but he couldn't find it after searching. He hadn't stepped into the master bedroom for more than a month, but inside the master bedroom The decorations are still not much different from before, everything seems to be according to his previous preferences.

The reclining chair by the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Grimm's fairy tales on the small coffee table, and a cartoon lampshade he likes still fall on the bedside lamp.

The room was full of Yan Gan's aura. Jian Qiaoxin sat by the bed, staring at these things in a daze. He took out his mobile phone, hesitated again and again, and called Yan Gan.

"Beep beep..."

The phone kept calling, but no one answered it for a long time. Jian Qiaoxin waited stubbornly.

Finally, the other end picked up the phone, and Yan Gan came with a magnetic voice: "Hello?"

"Hey, A-gan, it's me." Jian Qiaoxin clutched the phone nervously, he hesitated, "Did I bother you?"

Yan Gan rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a low voice, "No."

"Oh……"

Yan Gan heard that he had something to say, the man gestured to Secretary Li who was reporting not far away, stood up from the chair, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office a few steps away, looked at the lights outside, and said softly: " What's up?"

Jian Qiaoxin remembered the purpose of the call, and he said, "I just wanted to find the previous charger, but I couldn't find it no matter what."

Yan Gan's eyes darkened: "It's in the second drawer under the coffee table."

"It turned out to be there." Jian Qiaoxin got up from the bed and went to the coffee table next to the sofa in the room to look for it. Sure enough, she found it in the second drawer: "I see it."

Yan Gan said: "I put it there after charging last time, and I forgot?"

Jian Qiaoxin took the charger and installed it. He was a little embarrassed: "I have a bad memory."

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile, and he talked eloquently: "In the future, how much more attention should I have, and ask your assistant to watch for you more, and wait for uncle to find it for you every time?"

On a quiet night, a man's voice came from the phone, clear and reassuring.

Jian Qiaoxin said, "You always have a better memory than me."

"Uncle can't follow you forever." Yan Gan opened the closed window, and the wind outside was blowing slowly: "You have grown up, and you have your own ideas, and I respect you too."

Jian Qiaoxin felt that there was something in his words, but he couldn't think of anything for a while.

Yan Gan wasn't ready to talk too much, he said, "Go to bed early."

"En." Jian Qiaoxin responded, seeing that the phone was about to hang up, he said: "You... remember to eat, you have a bad stomach."

There was a moment of silence on the phone

quite a while

The man said in a low voice, "Good night."

The phone hung up there, and Jian Qiaoxin was almost sure that Yan Gan would not come back tonight. He sat by the bedside of the master bedroom for a while, and there was the smell of Yan Gan in the room, which made him feel very at ease. .

"boom!"

The outside door was suddenly opened, and Jian Qiaoxin, who had fallen asleep on the bed, sat up in shock.

Jian Xingchen rushed in: "Have you forgotten, we made an appointment to go to the movies today!"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin, who accidentally fell asleep on the bed, was not there. He had set the alarm clock last night, but he didn't hear it even when it rang.

It was already bright outside, and he didn't know how long he had been sleeping in bed.

Jian Xingchen came over and sat down next to him: "You were ready to go out, but you fell asleep on the bed, otherwise you would have changed your clothes anyway."

Jian Qiaoxin looked down at himself, because he fell asleep accidentally yesterday, so he didn't even use his pajamas.

Smiling embarrassedly, he said, "Well, I prepared it in advance."

Jian Xingchen used a picture: Are you looking at him with the expression that you are kidding me?

The two packed up and went out. The movie they made an appointment to watch was the one that Jian Qiaoxin was about to watch recently.

There were still quite a few people in the cinema, at least when they entered, there were basically no space seats. After they went in and sat down, the movie hadn't started yet.

Jian Xingchen chewed the popcorn: "How do you plan to publicize the matter on your Internet?"

"I'm still thinking about it." Jian Qiaoxin took a sip of Coca-Cola: "Brother Nong and the others are already cooling down, and they will pull Wenyuan to come out and apologize later."

Jian Xingchen nodded: "You just take this opportunity to stop work for a few days and accompany Mr. Yan, how nice it is."

When Jian Qiaoxin thought about what happened yesterday, he felt a little depressed: "He's been busy with work recently, so I basically can't see him."

"It will definitely be busy. I heard that there is a big problem with a project recently, and the capital turnover is not enough. It seems serious." Jian Xingchen ate a piece of popcorn: "I heard from A Jue that last night I had a problem with Yan Yan. The Zhao family, which you have been cooperating with for a long time, came over for a meeting overnight."

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't sit still when she heard about the Zhao family.

He couldn't help asking: "What are the Zhao family and the others here for?"

Jian Xingchen's chubby face was puffy, and he chewed and said: "It seems that the project has something to do with them, so I guess it should be to discuss a solution. Mr. Yan should have suffered a lot this time. I heard that Ah Jue is an inner ghost, which hurts his vitality, and the Zhao family doesn't seem to be short of money. If it wasn't because they were afraid of you, they might have to marry to solve it at this moment. You know, their Miss Zhao He has always seemed unwilling to give up on Mr. Yan."