The president is committing suicide

Shen Cong certainly knew that the war of words would not help him win Ah Ying's heart. He was still in the upper hand.

But this guy was so persistent. He didn't show any sign of retreat even after knowing his identity. He was definitely not an ordinary person who was greedy for beauty.

He was not willing to be outdone, and was wary that Qiao Shen would see his vulnerability as he was in deep trouble and become even more determined to get Ah Ying behind him.

Although it sounds absurd, this is the truth. Shen Cong is always worried that he will lose the person in front of him.

His kiss was not to comfort her, but to comfort his own heart. Now, at least now, she was still in front of him, still willing to accept his crazy and neurotic love.

"Are you going to the company today?" He reached out and blew her hair a few times, which was still on her face, and hooked it behind her ear, taking the opportunity to rub her earlobe with his fingers.

Ding Jiaying felt a little itchy, but not so uncomfortable that she had to hide away. She turned her head to look at the bright sun outside the window and muttered, "It's no use going now."

"If you don't want to go, don't go. I saw on the news that Han Jingke seemed to have gone to see Xiao Ruyi today."

Shen Cong said this lightly, which was like dropping a bomb on Ding Jiaying.

Sitting up, Ding Jiaying almost forgot about her back pain and asked him to say it again with a grimace.

After confirming that the message was correct, she turned over and got out of bed.

"What are you going for?"

Ding Jiaying rushed over to wash up: "What else can I do? Go find her quickly."

"Nothing will happen to Xiao Ruyi. She is the daughter of a large group and knows what dignity is."

Shen Cong had said before that no matter how Han Jingke struggled or how the Han family resisted, there was no way to change the fate of a son-in-law.

Even self-destruction would only make it more legitimate for the other party to take him in.

Han Jingke went to find Xiao Ruyi at this time and it even made the news. The eldest lady there was reluctant to do anything to Han Jingke, so wouldn't it be easy for him to control Xiao Ruyi?

On the road, Ding Jiaying repeatedly urged the driver to speed up, but Xiao Mimi never answered the phone she was calling.

She was extremely anxious and rushed straight to her house.

After entering the password, the room was as luxurious and messy as ever, but there was no trace of Xiao Mimi anywhere.

Xiaoqian said that she hadn't seen her since the banquet yesterday, and she just called this morning to say that she had something to do outside and had postponed her schedule.

Ding Jiaying stood in the room feeling dizzy. In such a big city, she definitely would not go home, so where would she go?

It turned out that the secret shop they often went to had been demolished long ago, and she was the one who told Ding Jiaying about it.

The school expanded and moved, and my alma mater for junior high and high school is no longer there, it is beyond recognition.

Suddenly, she found that all the memories carried by the buildings were so unreliable. Only that person could always remember his past, as if proving that he had always existed.

Now she has disappeared and hidden herself, and I don't know where to find her.

There must be new things in the lost memories that she didn't know about later, a new secret base, and a new safe haven.

Ding Jiaying hit her head. Why did she lose her memory? Why did she just forget it?

In this room, Xiao Mimi comforted herself that it was okay to lose some memory, life would go on.

How to continue? Ding Jiaying felt extremely uncomfortable.

It feels like a big piece of the puzzle is missing, like the world has lost its moon, like the tides are out of control and the raging waves are about to drown.

Ding Jiaying didn't know who to turn to, who could tell her where Xiao Mimi had gone, because she didn't even know where she came from.

Shen Cong's phone call saved her, saved Ding Jiaying, whose brain was about to explode due to her wild thoughts.

"Come over here, Han Jingke is here."

His words were short, and Ding Jiaying felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw. At least now she had something to do.

She opened the wine cabinet, opened Xiao Mimi's most expensive bottle of wine, poured herself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

She walked into the gate of Shen Group angrily.

Special Assistant Luo Yan came to greet him personally, was very respectful and did not dare to say a word.

After the hurricane passed, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They were talking about it a lot, and many of them saw Ding Jiaying, the person who was said to be pursuing the heir to the Shen Group, for the first time.

Those who knew a few pieces of information proudly shared them with others, making random guesses and showing great interest.

"Five years old? Is that even possible?"

"Maybe the president likes this. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty liked Concubine Wan."

Everyone covered their mouths and laughed cunningly.

"That must be something special. His appearance is extraordinary."

"I'm afraid it's not just beauty, right?"

"Tsk, look at what you said, you've taken the initiative, even Mr. Shen, that iceberg, can't control himself. What do you think?"

"I guess everyone present can only be her little brother in front of her."

Although people were talking lively outside, the atmosphere in the president's office upstairs was unusually cold.

Shen Cong sat there, facing Han Jingke without saying a word. The coldness in his eyes was like a sharp blade, ready to cut the person in front of him into pieces.

He didn't move, and Han Jingke didn't dare to get up.

Luo Yan came in and leaned over to report that Ding Jiaying had arrived.

Shen Cong frowned slightly, looking very unhappy: "Does this need to be reported? Madam, please come in directly."

The office door was opened, and Ding Jiaying quickly ran to Han Jingke and slapped him in the face.

The slap came so fast and mercilessly that Han Jingke staggered and almost fell into the chair.

He looked at Shen Cong, the cold man gently rubbed the man's hand with great pity.

Han Jingke saw clearly that the person coming was Xiao Ruyi's best friend, President Shen's wife Ding Jiaying.

At this time, the office door had already been closed by Luo Yan, who was working at the door himself.

"What late-night tryst? What about trying to climb up the social ladder? Wasn't it you, Han Jingke, who came to provoke her? Why is there only her face in the newspaper, but not your face, Master Han?" Ding Jiaying shook off Shen Cong's hand and yelled at Han Jingke.

"It's not me. I just went to deliver breakfast this morning..."

Ding Jiaying snorted, "How ridiculous. You imitate others to win a beautiful woman's smile by sending her breakfast in the morning and supper in the evening. Your careful and thoughtful behavior will win her heart. If you don't have the power to make decisions for others, don't be so ostentatious and make promises as if you are very capable."

Han Jingke glared at her, "Please show some respect, Madam. I am sincere to Miss Xiao. I am not just a whim like those rich men chasing after female stars. I am a grown man, and I can decide who I like."

"That's nice talk. Then explain to me how so many news media in this newspaper and on your phone chose to slander Xiao Ruyi? It will certainly not do you any good to ruin her reputation. This is the eldest lady warning you not to refuse a toast. They may feel sorry for controlling you, but they have the means and interest to torment Xiao Ruyi." Ding Jiaying threw out words like a machine gun, leaving Han Jingke speechless.

"If you want to learn how to date, you must first figure out whether you are qualified. You drag Xiao Ruyi into this before you resolve the issue over there. Aren't you deliberately using her as a shield? No one else can tell you whether you like someone or not, but she can justifiably hate Xiao Ruyi. You're going to throw your hands up and stare with big eyes pretending to be innocent? Who will clean up the mess? It's hypocritical!"