The president is committing suicide

I originally thought that the rift between me and my father would last my entire life.

As a result, there wasn’t a lifetime between them.

Ding Jiaying always feels a sense of loss after coming back.

"You're daydreaming again. What are you thinking about?" Xiao Mimi was worried about her condition and had checked on her more often during work hours.

"nothing."

Still the same thing, but her eyes can't lie.

"You can't stay like this all night. How about I take you out for a walk to get some fresh air?"

"I can."

In order to cheer Ding Jiaying up, Xiao Mimi took her to a more relaxed cocktail party.

They are all young people, handsome men and beautiful women, well-dressed, just making friends and chatting.

"Sister, long time no see." Ding Jiaying felt unlucky when she heard that long-lost arrogant voice.

When I turned around, it was indeed that annoying Ding Jiayin and her even more annoying cousin.

Ding Jiaying looked up and down at Ding Jiayin's feather skirt twice, and said slowly: "I haven't seen you for a few years, your taste..."

The polite smile, the pursed lips, and the hesitant expression all showed his disdain for her.

Ding Jiayin, however, was calmer than she was a few years ago: "I've really improved, right? I think so too. Yun Zheng helped me choose it."

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together and people flock together.

Xiao Yunzheng’s aesthetic taste was pretty good before, but it seems he has been dragged down like that?

Ding Jiaying didn't want to argue any further: "You are dressed so beautifully, just enjoy your time today."

Her extremely impatient and eager look to leave made Ding Jiayin's face twist slightly.

Not only did her father and grandfather repeatedly ask her not to have a conflict with her before she left, but what made her even more angry was that there were rumors that Shen Cong wanted to win Ding Jiaying back.

The right thing to do is to take back the property. Can that man really be willing to let her take advantage of the empire he has worked so hard for all his life?

If you want a divorce, then you’re divorced. Can’t you keep some distance?

Shen Cong was so handsome and smart, and he was still making a name for himself even after losing most of his wealth.

So many ladies and noble ladies were paying attention to him.

Ding Jiayin is of course no exception, and even thinks that she should be closer to success than any of them.

A few years have passed, and no matter how dazzling Ding Jiaying's beauty is, it has shown signs of fading with time.

Ding Jiayin still looks the same as she did back then, and she has a huge advantage.

Just imagine that Shen Cong, a handsome man in his prime, was seduced by a mature woman and was eventually taken away by Ding Jiaying.

Now that they are of similar age and from similar backgrounds, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, what reason is there for him to favor Ding Jiaying again?

wishful thinking.

Ding Jiayin feels that time is a really good thing. It allows everyone to return to their original positions, and those who do not belong to Ding Jiaying will eventually return to those who belong to her.

So what if Ding Jiayin is rich now?

People like them are not born short of money. Between being rich and becoming richer, Ding Jiayin would rather choose a man who is envied by the whole world.

Only Ding Jiayin is worthy of such a high-quality man.

Ding Jiaying didn't understand the climax that Ding Jiayin had imagined in her head, and her few light words made Ding Jiayin feel despised.

"Do you think you can get Shen Cong back if you go in now? He is not someone you can summon and dismiss at will. Do you think the stars above your head are rotating with you after walking in the desert for a few years?"

Xiao Yunzheng couldn't stop Ding Jiayin's sarcasm.

There were rumors about Ding Jiaying and Shen Cong's brief relationship.

Ding Jiaying also knew how hot she was wearing at the time, and she did everything she could to attract Shen Cong's attention.

However, she is so hypocritical and partial to herself now.

What you can do yourself, others cannot say.

Ding Jiaying suddenly turned back and walked towards Ding Jiayin step by step with firm steps and sharp eyes.

"What...what? Did it hit you right in the heart?"

Coward, why are you stuttering?

Ding Jiaying took out her cell phone, took a picture of her face, and then pulled her to her side and took a selfie.

"Since you're here, take a picture. The expression on your face is quite interesting."

Ding Jiayin thought Ding Jiaying must be crazy and her face twitched with anger.

Ding Jiaying was extremely insensitive at this moment, and looked at the picture on her phone: "Well, it still tastes the same as before."

"Aying."

This voice made Ding Jiayin's spine tremble. Shen Cong?

Isn’t it uncertain whether it will come or not so soon?

She glanced at Xiao Yunzheng beside her and signaled herself to calm down.

How can this be?

Why did Shen Cong still call her in such a gentle tone and call her Aying, but was just polite Miss Ding to herself?

Even most of the time, he couldn't see her.

She saw the impatient look on Ding Jiaying's face with a trembling heart of jealousy.

The next second, Ding Jiaying turned around and left without mercy: "Sorry, we have something else to do, Mr. Shen, please forgive us."

Shen Cong was not angry at all, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. You guys go and get busy first."

Ding Jiayin couldn't hold back the jealousy rising in her heart. She clenched her fists, straightened her body, breathed rapidly, and her face flushed.

Shen Cong performed steadily as always, and passed by her without even glancing at her.

"Ding Jiaying, you old vixen, what kind of magic potion did you give Shen Cong to make him still follow you even after the divorce?"

Ding Jiayin cursed angrily.

Xiao Yunzheng added fuel to the fire, "That's right. She looks like a demon no matter when you look at her."

This person should have been worse off than either of them.

This person should be excluded from the core circle of the family just like when he was a child, and should be a pitiful and invisible person.

Now he is shining brightly and showing off his power, which is simply the opposite of Tiangang.

The person who looked down upon has now become arrogant, and Ding Jiaying's indifferent look has turned into contempt and insult.

When she was a little-known person, no one would care so much about interpreting her eyes, or even over-interpreting them.

At that time, Ding Jiaying was more concerned about other people's eyes, but now? Who cares?

Ding Jiaying took Xiao Mimi's arm and walked out of their sight nonchalantly.

"Are you sure you don't have any thoughts about Shen Cong now?" Xiao Mimi asked doubtfully.

"Any ideas?"

"A normal woman's idea of ​​a wonderful man."

"Should I commend you for your good knowledge of French literary history?"

"Not so. I can't handle such compliments."

"Then I have no choice but to say that you are obscene."

"Shut up. How can you, a person worth tens of billions, say such worthless words?"

"Then you shut up too."

"Good good."

The joyful banquet was filled with people with ulterior motives.

Holding a glass of wine and walking around, Ding Jiaying actually found it interesting.

"Didn't you dislike occasions like this before?"

Ding Jiaying turned around and saw a familiar smiling face.

Without the nervous pressure, Chen Mi's relaxed brows still vaguely resemble those of the past.

After not seeing him for so many days, he seems to have changed a lot.

Ding Jiaying tilted her head: "You also said it was in the past."