The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Xiao Yiyang raised the corners of his mouth, and contrary to his usual behavior, he put his arms around the back of Xue Lian's chair. From an angle that no one else could see, he hooked two fingers on her back and gently drew circles. The postures of the two were very ambiguous.

"What? Is this dress limited edition? I'll ask someone to make you an identical one later."

Xue Lian felt numb from head to toe, and she muttered to herself: He knew that she couldn't stand his teasing, but he still...

Several CEOs started to make a noise when they saw it, saying Xue Lian was charming, saying CEO Xiao had good taste, saying they were a perfect match, and most of them were compliments. Xiao Yiyang picked up the cigarette on the table and took one out. Xue Lian lit it for him attentively, and the two smiled at each other, with all the emotions in their eyes.

"Hey, fellow bosses, you can bully me but don't throw dirty water on President Xiao. He is the golden bachelor of Mocheng, and all the women who want to be the president's wife have lined up all the way to Mobei. Are you kidding me?" As she said this, her body unconsciously leaned on Xiao Yiyang's arm, very intimately.

Huang Tieren laughed loudly: "Girl, is there any woman in Mocheng who is more attractive than you? How can Mr. Xiao, who is just a cucumber and astringent fruit, be interested in her? What do you think, Mr. Xiao?"

"How do you know that I don't like it?" Xiao Yiyang took a deep puff of the cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Hahaha," Huang Tieren laughed, "How could such an outstanding man like Mr. Xiao be the same as us ordinary mortals! Although my name Old Huang doesn't sound good, I don't care. I just think those astringent cucumbers and fruits are not as tasty as girls like this..."

"Old Huang" opened the way, and the CEOs were talking nonsense to each other. Xue Lian glanced at Xiao Yiyang cautiously, but she didn't see him stop smiling, and she was even more happy.

Xiao Yiyang was so enthusiastic just now, and now he has revealed the ambiguity between them in front of these bosses. Could it be that there is really hope that the relationship between the two of them will be revealed?

Just as he was secretly rejoicing, Xiao Yiyang's cell phone rang again.

The fingers holding the cigarette lifted the phone and looked at it for a moment. After a few seconds, he did not answer the phone and placed it on the table. The buzzing sound was drowned out by the laughter and chatter of the CEOs.

Xue Lian glanced at the phone screen and saw the words "Fei Er". She couldn't help but feel jealous. Could it be that the call just now was from her?

The buzzing sound stopped, but within five seconds it started again.

Xue Lian leaned towards Xiao Yiyang, glanced at the shiny phone and said with a smile: "How long are you going to drink? I don't have time to listen to your jokes! Mr. Xiao has things to do!"

Huang Tieren smiled slyly: "Hey girl, Mr. Xiao will have something to do soon, why are you so anxious?"

"I'm giving you face, right?!" Xue Lian pretended to be unhappy and glared at him angrily.

Everyone laughed again.

The phone finally stopped ringing and the screen went black.

Xiao Yiyang calmly took a deep puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled. Before he knew it, the watch had already reached midnight. Huang Tieren and the others were still toasting each other. Everyone in the room was drunk, and only Xiao Yiyang was sober. It was unprecedented that he had been eating with these people for such a long time.

Xue Lian was so happy that she drank a few more glasses of white wine and felt very drunk. She leaned on Xiao Yiyang's arms.

Xiao Yiyang would occasionally glance at the black screen of his phone throughout the night. Only a few people around him had that number, including Leng Ruofei. He didn't answer the two consecutive calls, and in the next four or five hours, she didn't even call or talk to him!

Xiao Yiyang blew out a smoke ring and frowned. He didn't know what he was angry about just now?! He studied medicine and he knew her current physical condition. Based on his understanding of Song Xiaoxue, she would never say that to Ruofei, unless she wanted to. Could it be that he was not a trustworthy person to her?

The phone suddenly vibrated, and not long after, Xiao Yiyang glanced at it and slowly took it in his hand, but it was snatched away by Xue Lian.

"Mr. Xiao sent me a message at this time. I wonder... if I am qualified to read it?" Xue Lian pouted, looking very cute.

Xiao Yiyang sneered and said nothing, glancing at Xue Lian from the corner of his eye.

Xue Lian was drunk and had a bad temper. She immediately opened the phone. Xiao Yiyang's phone didn't have a password, and she knew who would dare to snatch this man's phone. Her heart was beating in her throat, and she was afraid that Xiao Yiyang would turn against her. Even her fingers trembled twice.

A photo of a woman popped up. It wasn't very clear. Xue Lian's heart skipped a beat. Could it be the woman who had appeared beside him recently?

Xue Lian looked closely at the phone screen, but the photo was not very clear. She pursed her lips and glanced at the person involved.

When she opened WeChat, Xiao Yiyang's eyes changed slightly. He knew it was Xiao Ye from the avatar, and his good mood was gone.

Xue Lian sat up straight from Xiao Yiyang's arms, raised his cell phone, and shouted at Huang Tieren: "Old Huang, put it away quickly, there are people waiting for Mr. Xiao at home!"

Huang Tieren patted the person who was sleeping on the dining table and bared his big golden teeth: "Why do I smell a sour smell?"

The person being photographed opened his sleepy eyes and babbled, "Ah?! What's that sour smell? I didn't vomit! Don't accuse me!"

Xiao Yiyang took the phone from Xue Lian and flipped through it boredly. When his eyes fixed on the photo sent by Xiao Ye, he was suddenly stunned!

……

Leng Ruofei boarded the plane to Yangzhou. She couldn't explain the mixed feelings she had. She felt reluctant, but also relieved.

Although the flight was only an hour and twenty minutes, images flooded her eyes.

Ten days had passed since Xiao Yiyang answered his call that night. She vaguely felt that this man seemed angry. There was no news for ten days, except that his secretary Xiao Xi came to deliver meals every day. She wanted to call him, but she felt it was inappropriate. Xiao Xi only said that Mr. Xiao asked her to deliver meals every day, but she didn't mention anything else.

Until she went to the hospital for a follow-up check that day, she felt a little uneasy when Song Xiaoxue seemed to be hesitant to speak. The first thing she thought of was "Did something happen to Xiao Yiyang?"

"Sister-in-law, has something happened to Yi Yang?" Leng Ruofei asked Song Xiaoxue very seriously, and even unconsciously grabbed Song Xiaoxue's arm.

Song Xiaoxue was stunned and shook her head quickly: "No, no, how is it possible? He is fine. It's just... well, Fei'er, you see I have an operation soon, I will call you later. Don't think too much..." After that, she hurried away as if escaping.

Leng Ruofei wanted to call Xiao Yiyang several times, picked up the phone, and put it down again. The last time, when she mustered up the courage, it was a dead call. The inner restlessness was useless even with the blood amber. She found that she cared too much about Xiao Yiyang, and that worry was not something she could control.

Finally she thought of Wen Zijian and called him, who was very surprised.

Leng Ruofei asked cautiously: "Mr. Wen, Yi Yang...your President Xiao, is he busy recently?"

Such a hesitant question made Wen Zijian frown: "Ruofei, what's wrong? Didn't Mr. Xiao tell you that he was on a business trip?"

"Business trip?" Leng Ruofei's nervous mood relaxed a little. It turned out that he was on a business trip.

"Yes, he went to the United States and should be back tomorrow. Why? Didn't he tell you?" Wen Zijian was very surprised. Although he had some grudges about the relationship between Xiao Yiyang and Leng Ruofei, he also hoped that Leng Ruofei would be happy, and that his good brother of many years would be happy. And his feelings for Leng Ruofei were not deep enough to abandon their years of brotherhood. However, if Xiao Yiyang did anything to hurt Leng Ruofei again, Wen Zijian would never agree!

Went to the United States? "Oh, no, maybe he did, and I forgot. Sorry, Mr. Wen, I disturbed you at work, thank you." Leng Ruofei suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Wait..." Wen Zijian hurriedly called out to Leng Ruofei. Because he was a little anxious, his legs hit the desk, making a "bang" sound.

"Hmm?" Leng Ruofei's heart rose to his throat again. Did Xiao Yiyang have any instructions?

"Ruofei, are you okay? How have you been lately?" Wen Zijian frowned, enduring the pain. Damn it, when did the table legs become so hard? !

"Oh, nothing. I'm fine. Thank you for your concern. I'll hang up now." Leng Ruofei hung up the phone anxiously and breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't even recognize herself anymore. Was the absent-minded woman in the past few days her, Leng Ruofei?

She walked quickly to the mirror and saw a face with red cheeks. She really wanted to find a hole to crawl into. This was obviously a woman who had been deeply trapped in the quagmire of love and had lost herself.

Leng Ruofei stroked her cheeks with both hands and walked into the bathroom. She needed cold water to sober herself up.

The cool water splashed on her face, making her feel refreshed, but her heart was still beating very fast. She turned on the warm water and submerged her entire head in the sink, inverting the blood to punish herself.

After some effort, he blew dry his black hair, but accidentally pulled off the string of the "blood amber", and it fell to the ground with a clang.

Leng Ruofei was startled, and immediately squatted on the ground to check the blood amber from top to bottom. Oh my god, there was a not very clear crack on the surface of the blood mouth, and Leng Ruofei's heart was tugged hard, as if a hole was torn in her heart.

Leng Ruofei hurriedly rinsed the blood amber under the tap, and checked it several times, and the crack was clearly visible. Oh my God, how could this happen?

Leng Ruofei's mood instantly fell to the bottom. She regretted secretly wearing the blood amber around her neck these days. If she didn't wear it, would it not have suffered this "disaster"? It would have stayed in her bag, safe and sound.