The paranoid boss always tries to trick me

Gu Wanran hastily fixed up her makeup, then forced a smile in the mirror, and after making sure that no flaws would be exposed, she opened the door and went out.

Back in the ward, Gu Linshan was already trembling anxiously, slapping the wall with both hands vigorously.

All he can do is protect his daughter in this way.

"Xiaoran, are you okay?" Through a wall, he didn't hear clearly what happened just now, but he heard all of Gu Wanran's crying, and when he saw his daughter coming in, he leaned forward to ask.

"Dad, don't worry, I'm fine. I just had a little argument." Gu Wanran wore thick makeup, unable to hide his haggard appearance, but still forced a smile on his face, which made Gu's father feel distressed.

"It's all my fault. If I had been more cautious, I would have found out earlier that someone was going to attack our Gu family, so that this would not have happened." Gu Linshan beat his legs with fists, his face full of remorse and guilt.

After all, he killed his own daughter.

Gu Linshan's words made Gu Wanran instantly think of Jiang Yuechen's words, what did the Gu family do to make Jiang Yuechen hate their family so much, and even want to bankrupt the Gu family.

"Dad..." Gu Wanran spoke hesitantly, what role did their Gu family play in this matter, "Do you know Mingyuan Group?"

"Mingyuan Group? I only heard that it is a very powerful group, but it has gained a firm foothold in Jiangcheng in just a few years, and it is even a leading enterprise in the business world. However, I don't know more about this group. gone."

Gu Linshan frowned and thought about it, then shook his head strangely, and looked at Gu Wanran with inquiring eyes for a moment, "What's the matter, why are you suddenly interested in these things?"

Previously, Gu Wanran was all focused on making incense, and paid little attention to these commercial matters.

"Father, it's nothing. Do you know Jiang Yuechen?"

Gu Linshan was imprisoned until he was admitted to the hospital because of a heart attack, but he didn't know that Jiang Yuechen was behind the incident.

So when he heard the name, Gu Linshan showed a bit of doubt, then frowned and shook his head again, "Jiang Yuechen? Dad doesn't know who this person is, and he hasn't come here."

"What about before? Did our Gu family cooperate with the Jiang family on any projects?" Gu Wanran couldn't help wondering if it was the grievances of the previous generation that made Jiang Yuechen hate their Gu family so much.

"No." This time, Gu Linshan nodded affirmatively.

His father's denial made things more and more confusing. If they had never met, why did Jiang Yuechen keep saying that he hated their Gu family.

In order to reassure his father, Gu Wanran randomly found an excuse to prevaricate, and after a few more instructions, he left the hospital.

It was already late at this time, and the entire Jiangcheng was shrouded in darkness. The dotted street lamps on the side of the road seemed insignificant, but made the blackness even more lonely.

Gu Wanran gathered her coat, couldn't help shivering, took a deep breath and walked into the endless night.

In the villa, Song Yunrou was lazily sitting on the sofa, directing the servants to move things.

"What are you doing?" As the door was pushed open, a cold voice sounded, Jiang Yuechen indifferently glanced at the things in the hands of the servants, which looked familiar.

Because of Gu Wanran, Song Yunrou has often come to live in the villa recently, and with her status, Jiang Yuechen simply turned a blind eye and let her go.

"Achen, you're back." Song Yunrou didn't answer his question, she twisted her waist from the sofa and walked towards the man she admired, with a soft and intoxicating tone, "I'll cook for you, okay? I learned a few of your favorite dishes."

She is a dignified young lady of the Song family, and only Jiang Yuechen can let her cook.

"No, I've eaten it." When Song Yunrou approached, Jiang Yuechen smelled a strong scent of perfume. Almost at the same time, he quickly recalled the faint fragrance in his mind. Compared with it, this perfume The smell is getting more and more annoying.

After sitting on the sofa, Jiang Yuechen tilted his head back slightly, loosened his tie irritably, and still heard the unpleasant noise in his ears.

"What are they doing?" The man who had his eyes closed suddenly opened them. His sharp eyes forced Song Yunrou's voice to become smaller and smaller. He glanced at the things in the servant's hand guiltily, then pursed his lips, and then murmured Said: "It's not something important, just throw it away."

Her secretive appearance made Jiang Yuechen even more suspicious. After raising his hand to signal Song Yunrou that he didn't need to explain, he got up and walked towards the pile of clothes.

No wonder it looks so familiar, it belongs to Gu Wanran.

"Who asked you to throw it out?" Jiang Yuechen pointed at the clothes and shouted loudly. The cold voice made everyone present tremble subconsciously. Dare to speak.

"It's me!" Although Song Yunrou didn't know where his anger came from, she still felt that it was just a plaything, and it wasn't worth losing her temper like that.

"Ah Chen, I'm also your fiancée, don't you even have the right to deal with a plaything's clothes?" Song Yunrou hugged Jiang Yuechen's arm and shook her body. She didn't wear much in the first place. The figure is looming.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid he would have been willing to get drunk with Song Yunrou in the gentle village, but Jiang Yuechen turned a blind eye to her temptation.

"But I'm not tired of playing." Jiang Yuechen threw his hands away impatiently, "Put all the clothes back where they were, and it won't be too late to throw them out when I get tired of playing."

"Ah Chen, it's just a few pieces of torn clothes, can't we throw them away?" Song Yunrou's heart was full of alarms, even Jiang Yuechen wasn't allowed to throw away a few pieces of clothes, he wouldn't really be in love with that woman, right?

With a tentative mentality, Song Yunrou stepped forward and threw the clothes directly at the door. With a "click", the bottle in the pocket of the clothes fell to the ground, and the smooth bottle slowly rolled to Jiang Yuechen's feet.

"Enough!" A sharp shout meant that Jiang Yuechen's patience had reached its limit. He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yunrou, then nodded to his assistant, "Send her back."

The cold tone is not negotiable.

Although Song Yunrou was unwilling, she had no choice but to leave resentfully with her bag.

After the servants also left, Jiang Yuechen was the only one in the huge living room.

When the bottle rolled to his feet, Jiang Yuechen's gaze never left.

This bottle is really too familiar.

Even the mottled lines on the bottle made Jiang Yuechen's heart ache. He bent down to pick up the bottle, and Jiang Yuechen looked at it carefully.

Some memories that shouldn't exist are also rushing to my mind at this moment.

"Boom!" The door of the villa was opened again, Jiang Yuechen mistakenly thought it was Song Yunrou who turned back, raised his head impatiently, just in time to meet Gu Wanran's blank gaze.As clear as a deer, people can't help but take care of it.

"What are you holding?" Gu Wanran looked down, and saw at a glance that Jiang Yuechen was holding the bottle that he regarded as his life.

Gu Wanran, as if afraid of losing a precious treasure, stepped forward and snatched the bottle back from Jiang Yuechen's hands, regardless of his physical exhaustion.

"This is my most precious thing and my only thought. I hope you don't touch it!" Gu Wanran had never spoken to Jiang Yuechen in such a serious tone, holding the bottle of spice tightly in his hand, Gu Wanran kept talking to Jiang Yuechen. He looked at her with a deathly expression on his face.

As everyone knows, the more Gu Wanran cherishes it, the more Jiang Yuechen is angry.

Memories are like a raging flood echoing wantonly in my mind.

—Achen, let’s make a spice that belongs to both of us, shall we?

——Xiao Ranran has so many weird ideas every day!

—Then would you like to?

- Definitely willing, let's make it together, this bottle of spice is the most unique spice in the world.

—What's the name?Chen, do you have any good ideas?
— Let’s call it the promise of love. It’s the promise that the two of us will never be separated.

The memories came to an abrupt end, Jiang Yuechen walked up to Gu Wanran step by step with scarlet eyes, "Give it to me!"

All lies should not exist, including those loves built on lies, and should disappear directly. Instead of living in fantasy, it is better to see reality clearly.

Both he and she should be completely freed!
"I said, give it to me!" The increasingly cold growl made Gu Wanran tremble suddenly, but she still just held the small bottle tightly and shook her head firmly.

"No, this is my most precious thing, I beg you, please leave it to me, okay?" Gu Wanran begged tearfully, she really couldn't figure out why Jiang Yuechen didn't even have the last thought leave it to her.

"I said, you are mine, everything about you is mine, give it to me!" Seeing that Gu Wanran was so persistent, Jiang Yuechen directly took her hand, one finger at a time, and snatched the quilt. Holding a hot bottle.

"Don't!" The moment the bottle was taken away, Gu Wanran yelled and hugged Jiang Yuechen's hands, eyes filled with expectation, knees bent on the ground, "I beg you! Don't destroy it, it's right It's really precious to me."

This was the last thought between her and Xu Jiachen.

And only this bottle reminds her all the time that that time was not a dream, that person, those happy days, those beautiful memories are real.

During the few years when Xu Jiachen left, Gu Wanran would wake up from his dream every night.

In a trance, she would sometimes ask herself, does Xu Jiachen really exist?

Was it a dream she had?

Gu Wanran almost kowtowed on the ground to beg him, but Jiang Yuechen was even more annoyed by his appearance that he still hadn't come out of that relationship.

The complex emotions in my heart were entangled together, and finally turned into a cold snort.

"Why did you forget, the more precious thing you have, I want to destroy it!" Jiang Yuechen firmly grasped Gu Wanran's arm, lifted her from the ground, and let her look at the worn-out little bottle, "Crack "Click" and threw it on the ground.

The impact of the not strong bottle body on the hard floor caused it to shatter slowly, and the spices inside spilled on the ground along with the cracks.

A gust of wind blew in through the open window, Gu Wanran wanted to break free from Jiang Yuechen's shackles, but couldn't move, he could only watch helplessly as the spices were blown away bit by bit, and finally turned into nothing.