The president is committing suicide

Shen Cong had no time to hesitate or be ambiguous. He immediately called Luo Yan and asked, "Who allowed Ding Jiaying to come directly into my office?"

"It's you, President." Luo Yan hadn't put his dinner into his mouth yet, feeling a little helpless.

"She's in the office now. She's in the office now, in front of my computer. I don't care where you are. Go back right now and find whoever's in charge. Block my information and change the access control system."

Big event! Big bad event! My life is over!

The secrets in the computer are simply nuclear bomb level!

Unexpectedly, after Ding Jiaying found the clue, she did not investigate or confront Shen Cong, but directly found the source.

Her actions were too fast and too unexpected, so Luo Yan quickly put down his blind date and turned away.

Another yellow one.

I always run around for my boss's household affairs and I can never have a home.

Luo Yan shed a few bitter tears for himself.

The last person I saw on the phone was Aying. She waved and said goodbye in front of the camera.

Then the picture went dark.

Shen Cong was not sure what had happened, so he asked Luo Yan to send someone up to take a look.

But the feedback they received said that there was no one in the office. Because Mr. Shen's office was a confidential area, they sent someone to guard it and wait for Mr. Shen to arrive before making a decision.

"Did any surveillance camera nearby capture it?"

Shen Cong's voice became colder and colder, and Luo Yan felt a chill down his spine.

"They have just checked several other surveillance cameras. Judging from the time, the lady did not leave the building by elevator."

The security personnel of the building were now on alert and searching everywhere in the building. After all, it was the president's most capable assistant Luo who was coming in person.

Who knew that Mr. Shen would come with Luo Yan?

Although the supervisor had met the president, he was a nobody who was not worth mentioning at all.

He stood in front of Shen Cong and felt sleepy all over. His fingers curled up slightly and his heart was beating so wildly that he couldn't breathe.

He looked as menacing and ill-intentioned as the King of Hell, so people dared not look at him closely and could only lower their heads to look at his trouser legs and shoes.

Suddenly the shoes in front of me were removed, and there was a commotion.

Suddenly, a lot of people left.

The immediate boss beside him also breathed a sigh of relief.

"What happened? Did someone steal company secrets?"

"It's much more serious than this."

"what?"

"The president's wife entered the building and was not seen leaving, but she can't be found."

"So evil?"

"How can you talk like that! We asked a Feng Shui master to calculate the location of our company's building, and it came out perfect. Now we suspect that someone might have taken it away."

"Are you really that brave? Are you going to die?"

"Tsk, there are too many people in this world who love money more than their lives."

There are people who don't care about their lives, but it's not for money.

Chen Mi realized that Shen Cong might react first, so when Yan Jing was contacting Ding Jiaying, he sneaked into the building and took Ding Jiaying away before Shen Cong and Luo Yan.

"Are you ok?"

Ding Jiaying didn't cry or make a fuss. She was much stronger than Chen Mi had imagined.

"I'm very good."

It was snowing outside, and the snow seeds hit the windows, making a rustling sound.

"It will be very cold tomorrow." Ding Jiaying said without thinking.

Chen Mi was stunned for a moment and then said, "Yes. The snow will melt tomorrow."

"Take me somewhere."

"it is good."

Ding Jiaying was very grateful that Chen Mi didn't ask anything.

After all, he wanted to know what happened tonight, and it was actually very simple what she saw.

Xin An was not prepared to have any visitors tonight, so he packed up and went to bed early.

Ding Jiaying's visit seemed both expected and unexpected.

There were beads of snow on her shoulders and hair, some of which had melted into water.

It seemed that she had been waiting at the door before she called him.

"I have only moved to this small garden for a few days, but I didn't expect you to already know about it."

Ding Jiaying shrugged: "There are no secrets in this world."

"come in."

Xin An led her through the corridor to the front hall, ordered someone to serve her tea, and personally handed her a towel.

"Wipe it."

Ding Jiaying thanked him but had no appetite for tea.

"You are finally willing to tell me the truth and don't treat me as a stranger anymore? You don't want to play the amnesia game anymore?" Xin An said this without any politeness.

Ding Jiaying didn't understand what she said, but she could understand the meaning expressed by her tone.

They had known each other for a long time and understood each other more deeply than she had imagined.

"That was just a test. I saw from your eyes that you really have lost your memory." Xin An sighed and wrapped the blanket tightly around himself.

"It's snowing and so cold. You come to find me alone. What did you do to be hunted by Shen Cong?" Xin An had his hair loose and smiled like a monster.

"I don't understand what you are saying." Ding Jiaying was a little scared. She clearly didn't see anything, but she seemed to know everything.

Xin An was tired and didn't want to sit upright anymore. He leaned on the couch, which was a completely different style from that of a professional and rigorous director.

"Guess, twenty minutes or thirty minutes, it will take him to find this place?"

Ding Jiaying's fingers just touched the teacup, she paused, then picked it up as if nothing had happened and gently smelled the tea.

"It's okay. You can think about it before you talk. I'll stay with you for another twenty minutes." Xin An's voice sounded as if he was really sleepy.

"Actually, I have a lot of things to ask you, but I don't know where to start." Ding Jiaying didn't say why she felt very close to Shen Cong, but there were always things that made the distance between them further apart.

Xin An said slowly, "It doesn't matter. You don't know how to ask, but I have a story to tell you. Fifteen minutes is more than enough. You can also decide whether to escape from my back door or the front door."

Ding Jiaying is not a weak woman. After hearing such an opening statement, she couldn't help but feel uneasy about what she was about to hear.

Xin An said that he and Shen Cong grew up together, and also grew up with that sister.

They are childhood sweethearts, but as many people say, there is no scenery in front of them.

Shen Cong is very outstanding, but I am definitely not bad either.

What's more, there is a huge age gap between the two of them. When Xin An was at the age when she was beginning to fall in love, this guy was still a little kid.

In fact, Xin An's heart is very conflicted. On the one hand, she looks down on Shen Cong, and on the other hand, she keeps comparing Shen Cong with the boys she's dating.

It was not until I followed my family's arrangements and went abroad to study that those longings and emotions seemed to have suddenly found soil and began to grow uncontrollably.

Willing to let the passage of time dilute everything, but all this only tells you more clearly who you want.

Ding Jiaying frowned: "Are you planning to tell me about your past love affair?"

"No, what I'm going to tell you is a horror story."