On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

Upstairs, a luxurious apartment.

In the dim room, Chi Yuhan sank deeply into the sofa again, frowning and smoking a cigarette in confusion.

Drive her away, drive her away, drive her out of her own world. Perhaps it was the most asshole thing he had ever done in his life.

The blood was dripping, and the pain of gouging out bones spread in my heart.

The smoke filled the air, and more and more cigarette butts were thrown away.

The thin cigar in his hand was almost burning to the end, but he still didn't notice it until he felt a burning pain in his fingertips.

I burned my fingers and suddenly woke up from the pain.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, he took the wine glass on the table and took two sips of wine to build up his courage.

He took his coat and put it on his arm, opened the door and put it on, then went down to find her.

On the flat ground below the apartment, there were neatly trimmed shrubs and green plants on both sides. The man's long legs walked along the path and passed through the carefully placed potted plants, and suddenly he took a step.

Stopping at the entrance of a flower bed and looking coldly at the scenery in front of you, it’s really wonderful!

Otherwise, why would he drive her away?

She is so beautiful, and there is never a lack of favor and pursuit from the opposite sex around her. She would be better off if she left him than if she stayed with him.

You see, how harmonious the two of them are. They even like the same color for their clothes. They are all white, so white that they are dazzling.

His eyes were dim and he turned around.

The tall and straight body suddenly turned around slowly and walked step by step towards the way he came.

Walking, walking, my eyes get hot.

A tall street lamp, bright as day light streamed down, illuminating half of his face, half of his eyes were moist and shiny, and the tail of his eyes was fishy red.

With heavy steps, he entered the elevator alone, and the elevator went up to the floor where he lived.

The elevator door slid open, and he took a long step out, but knocked his head hard on the door of the apartment. The door made a "dong" sound, another knock, and another knock.

There was a "dong dong dong" sound, and he banged his forehead against the door hard, as if he didn't know the pain, and kept banging his head.

Every time I hit it, my heart would beat like blood, and two words would jump out, her name:

"Lan Xun!"

"Lan Xun!!"

"Lan Xun!!!"

……

The next morning, Lan Xun put on work makeup, got off the driverless bus, and went to work with strong energy.

As soon as she arrived at the office, she saw Umi walking towards her.

Putting a shopping card with a denomination of RMB 1500 on the table, he said, "One of yours was missed, so I'll make it up for you."

"Thank you..." Lan Xun smiled slightly, picked up the card from the table and put it into his wallet.

Next, sit and pick your nails doing nothing.

Not long after, she received a call from the secretary in the president's office, asking her to make a cup of coffee for the president.

Needless to say, this was what Chi Yuhan meant.

After being kicked out by him with a "get out" last night, she was heartbroken. She cried and sat by the flower bed for a long time. With Lu Yu's persuasion, she finally figured it out.

He and she will never be together.

Lan Xun walked out of the office, feeling very depressed. He made a cup of coffee for Chi Yuhan and brought it to him.

The man was looking at his schedule without raising his head.

She brought the coffee without saying a word, and stood for a while thinking about where to put the coffee cup.

Because his left hand is a document and his right hand is an itinerary.

When coffee is served, where to put it is also a science. It can be placed where he can reach it as soon as he reaches out, and it can also prevent him from accidentally knocking over the cup and accidentally spilling documents.

At this time, he slowly raised his head.

Lan Xun was stunned. There was a bruise in the center of his forehead, as if he had hit something last night?

Could it be that he didn't turn on the light when he got up at night, got out of bed in the dark, and bumped his head on the bedside table?

I don't know how much it hurts.

But turning on a light, such a simple thing, wouldn't cause... She was researching, where did the green skin on his forehead come from?

Chi Yuhan was also thoughtful, glanced at her holding the coffee cup, moved cautiously, and said in a cold tone: "What? Not willing?"

Such a cold tone made people feel chilled. She asked softly: "How dare you not want to?"

He raised the corners of his mouth indifferently, "Don't do too many things you dare to do. After you got out of my place last night, did you go to find someone else?"

Lan Xun was slightly startled. He seemed to have heard what he said. Did he go downstairs to find her last night? So, saw her and Lu Yu sitting together and whispering?

But, is it possible?

After the ruthless man kicked her out, he actually showed mercy and wanted to find her back with good intentions?

Suddenly he thought, it was all just his suspicion. Was he suspicious that she was looking for someone else?

Thinking like this, Lan Xun smiled sadly, "Yes, I just went to find someone else, so what?"

"Splash!" he confirmed!

The words coming out of those cold and thin lips were so sharp and chilling!

Lan Xun was startled for a moment, then smiled, and raised his eyes, which were as bright as water, "Oh yes, a splashing woman is annoying?"

Chi Yuhan felt pain in his fingers and squeezed the handle of the coffee cup tightly. He pinched his fingertips too hard and it hurt.

"Please, get out."

"Yes, thank you, President!"

Lan Xun was obedient and obedient. Before exiting, he folded his hands in front of him and gave him a deep bow.

After exiting, as soon as I closed the door, I heard a crash inside the door, which was the sound of a coffee cup falling to the ground.

Then there was a sound of table dropping.

Immediately, the secretary's room was in chaos.

Ai Li asked worriedly: "Lan Xun, you just came out, what happened to the president?"

You Tian was also frightened: "Lan Xun, what taboo things did you talk to the CEO about?"

Zhong Xin thought about it and looked at Lan Xun worriedly, "When the president came to work this morning, his eyes were dull, his forehead was a little swollen, and he was also black and blue."

"Secretary Zhong, are you saying that our president's hall is dark?" You Tian was very superstitious and said worriedly, "Then do you want to find a Taoist priest to do the ritual? Maybe, he got up in the middle of the night and was struck by something. Haunted by evil spirit?"

Ellie rolled her eyes, "How can there be any demons, ghosts, or gods in this world?"

Zhong Xin also said: "Yes, animals will not be allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China."

Lan Xun listened to their discussion and just smiled without saying a word before walking out of the secretary's office.

I'm about to be transferred to the branch, so I have nothing to do.

Counting the time, the day to go to the branch is getting closer and closer.

Although in the eyes of others and even myself, I return to the original place. Eight years of hard work were in vain, and he was sent back to his hometown.

But that’s fine, it’s good that I can still keep my job.

What's more, when she was transferred back to the branch this time, she was not working as a salesperson at the lowest level, running business.

Instead, he serves as the deputy sales director of the sales department.

After all, it is still a small official position. Not so shameless.

The phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.

When she saw it was Xiao Shaobai, a playboy, she didn't answer. Immediately afterwards, Lu Yu's call came in, but he didn't answer it.

Then, he looked at Lan Zhigang, who was refused to answer the phone.

I thought a little uneasily. I don't know that Lan Zhigang, who lost money in gambling again, did something bad when he couldn't get the money when he couldn't get through her phone?

Drawn by karma, I became emotionally agitated. At that moment, I received a call from my brother.

The tone was very anxious and full of worry:

"Sister, my mother called me just now and asked me to borrow money. Before I could ask clearly, I heard a bang and the call was interrupted... The fight must have started again. Sister, please go back and take a look."