After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

When Ning An came out again, most of the staff in the office area had already left.

He returned to his office, where no one could see, and slowly removed the tight body and the seemingly strong shell.

Tired in an instant, it surged like a tidal wave, enveloping him who was unprotected.

They pulled him, pulled him, and rolled him into an extremely deep, extremely dark place, as if spinning and falling into an abyss.

He could hardly stand still, he frowned and took a few deep breaths before slowly sitting on the sofa in the office.

He leaned his body into the back of the sofa, tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes and thought about what happened just now, and then let out a long breath.

He thought there might be some clues in the studio at home that could prove his innocence, but he was too tired to move.

A heart was empty, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Like the feeling of powerlessness and hopelessness of being abandoned by one's own world at first.

It seems to be full of unknown, dark, and heavy things. With a light touch, thick black ink of violence will be squeezed out of my heart.

He even felt that this might be the beginning of another abandonment, abandoned by the world in another form.

He wanted to ask why?Why him?Why do you always abandon him?

This made his emotions gradually unbalanced in the accumulation.

The emotions in his heart were chaotic and complicated, and the fear and anger in his heart almost took control of him again, making him resentful and extreme.

It was an emotion that he had seldom experienced in the past so many years. His emotional control has always been very good, and he is easy to be satisfied.

But today is a little different.

He seems to be suspended in mid-air, unable to reach the sky or the ground, dragged by many emotions, and barely maintains a ridiculous balance.

He didn't dare to read any comments about this matter on the Internet, and knew that he shouldn't be like this, so he tried to calm himself down.

Finally, he took out his mobile phone and called up Feng Yun's dialogue box.

The last message Feng Yun sent to him on the phone was delayed, and it was a message to congratulate him on winning the prize.

He said that he bought a very sweet cake and wanted to go home and eat it with him at night.

Feng Yun had a negotiation today, so he probably only took time to watch the rankings of the competition, and then he was pulled into work.

He probably didn't know about the series of events that followed.

But even so, Ning An still felt much more comfortable. He rubbed Feng Yun's name with his fingertips, his drooping eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Feng Yun..."

Silently uttering these two words between his lips and teeth, Ning An smiled lightly, as if it really worked, his heart gradually calmed down.

Those violent emotions slowly dissipated.

He stood up, opened the window halfway, and the cold air poured in, blowing through the thin sweater.

The coolness ran along the gaps in the clothes, cooling the warm skin inch by inch, and then drilled into the pores, squeezing into the bone marrow inch by inch.

But Ning An sighed lightly as if enjoying himself, then leaned on the window and lit a cigarette.

There was a rush of traffic on the road outside the window, and the bright car lights formed a long light strip, bending over with an arc.

The tall buildings in the distance are brightly lit, which is the brightness and temperature emitted by the lights of Wanjia.

This is a lively and warm world, and he should have enjoyed the joy of achieving results, but everything is just the opposite.

He smoked a cigarette in silence, then closed the window, and called his assistant Li Wanfei in.

Li Wanfei's eyes were swollen, he must have cried secretly.

Ning An looked at her for a while, and the little girl met his gaze, blinked, and was about to cry again.

He was a little helpless, so he hooked the corners of his lips first, and laughed: "Why are you crying?"

Li Wanfei endured it for a while, and finally said with red eyes: "Both Brother Yin and I don't believe you would do such a thing."

Li Wanfei and Yin Yao have been with Ning An for half a year, and they have seen all the work Ning An has done, and they are very aware of his strength.

Moreover, he has a lot of ideas and a solid foundation. Many works have been conceived, but he has no time to complete them.

Let's not talk about Ning An's integrity, but how could he copy someone else's idea instead of doing it in this situation?

No matter what others say, as Ning An's assistant, she and Yin Yao don't believe it.

But things did happen.

She repeatedly thought about what went wrong, and then traced her thoughts back to the day Ning An asked her to send the courier.

That was also the only time Ning An brought the design draft to the studio.

She has also been doing the sending of documents and subsequent courier tracking.

It's just that she went out to do errands that day and left the office for more than an hour.

At that time, she told other colleagues to help her send the courier on the desk if she couldn't come back.

It's just that she came back in time, so she still handed over the courier to the courier.

So as soon as the incident broke out, she was wondering, did something happen during the time she was out of the office?The drawings were leaked out.

But everyone in the office is very busy, and it is quite normal to walk around the office area because of work problems, and no one will pay special attention to who passes her seat, and the atmosphere in the studio is very good, and no one Be defensive about your colleagues.

So even if you want to investigate, there is no way to investigate the things that have passed for so long.

Li Wanfei was about to cry as she spoke, she asked, "Brother Ning, what if..."

"It's okay," Ning An didn't let her finish, he put on that strong mask again unconsciously, and said with a smile, "I already know who did it."

Li Wanfei blinked her eyes. Since the incident happened, her heart was in a mess. Now that Ning An was so sure, she gradually became more at ease.

She hesitated and asked: "Is it...Xiao Di?"

Ning An didn't say yes or no. He looked at Li Wanfei and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to take it to heart. You don't have to argue about what others say or do. Just do the job well." .”

Li Wanfei nodded, and as she nodded, tears fell down again, hitting her sky blue sweater, leaving a little bright blue mark.

Ning An took out a tissue and handed it to her, looking helpless and funny.

Li Wanfei shyly pressed his eyes with a tissue.

Ning An was about to tell her that if there was nothing else to do, she should get off work first and stop wasting herself in the office.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly, so Ning An didn't have time to say anything.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the phone rings with a sense of haste.

Ning An looked down and saw Feng Yun's name on it.

He pursed his lips, let Li Wanfei go out first, and then held the phone in his palm.

For some reason, looking at Feng Yun's name, the strength she had just now in front of Li Wanfei completely collapsed in an instant.

He frowned, closed his eyes, and then picked up the phone.

"Hello? Ning An." Feng Yun's voice came over, the word "Hello" was very eager, but when he called his name, it became very soft, with a feeling of caution.

Ning An gave a soft "hmm", his eyes felt sour for a moment, his heart was sore and swollen, he called softly: "Feng Yun."

There was the sound of the car starting over there: "You wait for me, don't run around, and don't look at those messy things on the Internet, I'll be right there."

Ning An nodded, thinking that Feng Yun couldn't see the nodding, so he replied in a nasal voice: "Okay."

Feng Yunlue paused for a moment, and said to him softly: "Don't be afraid, you have me."

Ning An didn't speak, his eyes were already wet.

Feng Yun added another sentence: "You are the most obedient."

Ning An covered his eyes with his palms, feeling that his palms were wet with warm liquid.

At first, when he came back from Wang Rong's office, he just felt tired, hopeless, and resentful, but not vulnerable.

But now, because of Feng Yun's existence, he has become extremely fragile.

But he still held back and kept his voice as calm as possible: "I'm fine, you should pay attention to safety when driving."

The author has something to say: I've been a little busy these two days, and I'm a little anxious to write. I still have something to do later. I'll see if I can come over and fix it later.

感谢在2019-12-1518:28:41~2019-12-1619:53:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Congratulations 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Li, an ordinary person; 36 bottles of Baila;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!