CEO's Secret Pet: Woman, You Can't Escape Even If You Have Wings

In the past few days, Lin Xi and Ye Chen were like two tireless cheetahs, shuttling madly through the streets and alleys of Jeju Island. Their eyes were full of bloodshot, which were the traces of staying up late and anxiety. Their expressions were full of fatigue, but the fire in their hearts to find Shen Jingyan had never been extinguished. They did not miss any clues. Every time they arrived at a place, they carefully observed the surrounding environment, sometimes squatting down to check the ground, and sometimes listening to the movements around them.

Finally, in a remote corner that was almost forgotten by the world, they found Shen Jingyan's slightly frail figure. At this time, Shen Jingyan was walking out of a shabby house with a haggard face, her hair was a little messy, there were deep dark circles under her eyes, and she looked very weak.

Lin Xi widened her eyes excitedly, her hands covered her mouth unconsciously, and then she shouted, "Mr. Shen!" and ran over like a gust of wind.

When Shen Jingyan heard the shout, she first raised her head in surprise, her eyes wide open, and then a tired smile appeared on her face. She raised her hand slightly and waved weakly: "How did you find this place?"

Lin Xi ran to Shen Jingyan breathlessly. She grabbed Shen Jingyan's arm and said anxiously, "Boss Shen, we have been worried about you. Where have you been these days? Why can't we get through on the phone?"

Shen Jingyan sighed deeply, her eyes dimmed, and she said in a low voice: "It's a long story. Jiang Xiyan was injured and I have been taking care of him."

Ye Chen frowned, folded his hands in front of his chest, and asked seriously: "How did Jiang Xiyan get injured? Is the injury serious?"

Shen Jingyan's eyes dimmed even more. She lowered her head slightly, her voice choking a little: "He was seriously injured and has been unconscious in the hospital."

They rushed to the hospital. In the ward, Jiang Xiyan was lying quietly on the bed, his face as pale as paper, like a lifeless porcelain doll.

Shen Jingyan sat beside the bed, her body slightly leaning forward, staring at Jiang Xiyan's face without blinking, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance in her heart. From time to time, she picked up a wet towel with trembling hands and gently and carefully wiped Jiang Xiyan's forehead, her movements were so gentle as if she was treating a most precious treasure. In this way, day after day passed, Shen Jingyan stayed by Jiang Xiyan's side, her eyes were full of red bloodshot, her face became more and more haggard, but there was always a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Until one day, Jiang Xiyan's fingers moved slightly, Shen Jingyan's eyes suddenly lit up, she stared at Jiang Xiyan's face closely. Then, Jiang Xiyan slowly opened his eyes.

Shen Jingyan stood up excitedly, her body trembling slightly with excitement, and she shouted loudly: "Xi Yan, are you awake? You are finally awake!"

Jiang Xiyan's voice was weak and hoarse. He tried hard to focus his eyes and blinked: "I...what's wrong with me?"

Shen Jingyan had tears in her eyes. She trembled slightly and said, "You were injured and have been unconscious for a long time. But now you are fine. You woke up."

Jiang Xiyan looked at Shen Jingyan, who was exhausted, and was moved. He wanted to raise his hand to touch Shen Jingyan's face, but he had no strength. He could only look at her with gentle eyes: "Thank you for taking care of me these days."

Shen Jingyan quickly shook her head, and finally couldn't hold back her tears and flowed down: "As long as you can wake up, everything is worth it."

While Jiang Xiyan was recuperating, Lin Qianhan seized this great opportunity and quietly and step by step successfully sidelined him. When Jiang Xiyan finally recovered from his injury and returned to the company with great expectations, he was shocked to find that the familiar office that once showed his status had been cleaned out. There was no trace of his presence in every corner, and all the ornaments he carefully selected and the desks with important documents were gone.

Lu Qingqing stood aside trembling with fear, with her head lowered, not daring to look Jiang Xiyan in the eye, and stammered, "Mr. Jiang, the company has announced a new appointment. You...you are no longer the president." The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, as if announcing unspeakable bad news.

"How is this possible? Lin Qianhan, that bastard, actually dared to do such a thing behind my back!"

Jiang Xiyan was startled when he heard this, and then a surge of anger instantly rose from the soles of his feet to his forehead, "What? When did it happen?"

"Just three days ago, the company already knew about it!"

"Oh, he is really anxious." Jiang Xiyan's face was as gloomy as water, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, veins on the back of his hands bulged, Jiang Xiyan's eyes instantly became extremely cold, like a bottomless pool of cold water.

He walked towards Lin Qianhan's office at the end of the corridor with angry and determined steps. Every step seemed to be filled with heavy anger and questioning, and the whole space seemed to be enveloped by the powerful aura emanating from him.

Finally, he stood in front of Lin Qianhan's office door, pushed it open without hesitation and walked in. The door made a dull sound, as if it was also nervous about the upcoming fierce confrontation.

He stared at Lin Qianhan who was sitting behind his desk, trying his best to suppress the rage burning in his heart. He asked in a low and dignified voice, "Lin Qianhan, stop pretending! Isn't all this the result of your sinister and cunning tricks?"

Faced with such direct and sharp accusations, Lin Qianhan pretended to be calm, with an elusive expression of surprise on her face. She slightly widened her eyes, revealing a trace of grievance and confusion, and replied in an almost innocent tone: "Boss Jiang, how can you say that? These things are all decisions made by the company's senior management after careful consideration. I am just following the normal work process."

Jiang Xiyan was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha! What a hypocritical guy! You look gentle and harmless, but in fact you are more sinister and cunning than the most poisonous scorpion! Don't pretend to be compassionate here to fool people. I have been in this turbulent and deceitful business world for so long, how can I not see through your despicable means and tricks?"

After hearing this, Lin Qianhan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, which made people feel cold and ruthless. He said in a mocking tone: "Jiang Xiyan, Jiang Xiyan, you have to know that the business world is a battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder, and the law of the jungle is the eternal law here. Now that you have been defeated, why bother to resist in vain? Just admit defeat, maybe this will save you some torture."

Jiang Xiyan clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles turned white from the excessive force. He gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let this go."

Lin Qianhan said contemptuously: "What can you do? The company is now my world. You have been dismissed and have no power."

Jiang Xiyan's heart was filled with anger and resentment. He had been working in the business world for so many years, but he had never felt so aggrieved. But he knew that this was not the time to act on impulse. Making a scene in the company would only put himself in a more embarrassing situation. So he just turned around silently, left the company with a heart full of loneliness and resentment, and said, "We'll see."

After Jiang Xiyan left the company, he was like a defeated lion, full of resentment and loneliness. He walked directly back home with heavy steps. As soon as he entered the house, he went straight to the study and slammed the door shut, isolating himself from the outside world.

He sat at the desk in the study, opened the drawer, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette with trembling fingers, lit it and took a deep breath. The pungent smell of cigarettes filled his mouth, but he seemed unaware of it. He smoked one cigarette after another, and soon the room was filled with thick smoke. The smoke lingered around him, as if telling of his sorrow. In his mind, he kept recalling Lin Qianhan's smug face, his fake smile, and the frustrating experience that happened in the company. Every scene was like a sharp thorn, piercing his heart with a dull pain.

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door outside the study. A servant reported cautiously outside the door: "Sir, Miss Shen Jingyan came to visit you."

Jiang Xiyan frowned slightly. What was this woman doing here? I thought she didn't have any bad intentions. I was silent for a moment, then said tiredly, "Let her in."

After a while, the door of the study was slowly pushed open, and Shen Jingyan walked in. She was wearing a simple dress, her hair was neatly combed behind her head, and she had a concerned look on her face. She saw the smoke in the room, frowned slightly, then quickly walked to the window, opened it, and let in fresh air.

She walked to Jiang Xiyan's side, looking at his haggard face and bloodshot eyes, and felt distressed. She gently sat down on the chair opposite him and said gently, "Xiyan, are you okay?"

"Why are you here?" Jiang Xiyan put out his cigarette, stood up and walked to the window, with his back to Shen Jingyan. He spoke in a cold tone, trying his best to hide his emotions.

"I heard about the company's situation. I'm worried about you." Shen Jingyan frowned slightly, her eyes full of concern. She took two steps forward, her steps a little anxious, and when she got close to Jiang Xiyan, her eyes were fixed on his face.