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

Jiang Xiyan stood up and walked to the window, looking at the bustling city scene outside the window, with busy cars and pedestrians. His office is located on a high-rise building, overlooking the hustle and bustle of the entire city. The sun shines on him through the glass, but it can't dispel the haze in his heart. He responded to Ye Ziyuan on the phone, his tone full of helplessness, "Ye Ziyuan, do you think I don't want to let her go? I want her to be happy more than anyone else. But if I let her go, she will return to Lin Yu, and I can't watch her leave me."

At this moment, Jiang Xiyan, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looked a little lonely. The documents in the office were piled up on the table in a mess, and the computer screen was still on, showing the unfinished work tasks, but he had no time to care about them at the moment.

Ye Ziyuan listened to Jiang Xiyan's words on the phone, and a complex emotion rose in her heart. She bit her lower lip lightly, frowned slightly, and her eyes revealed entanglement and helplessness. She could understand Jiang Xiyan's obsession with Shen Jingyan, but she also knew that this approach was wrong.

She stood by the window of her room, the sunlight shining through the gauze curtains onto her, but it could not dispel the haze in her heart. The streets outside the window were busy with traffic, people were busy with their own things, but she was disturbed by the phone call.

She sighed and said slowly: "Jiang Xiyan, you can't be so selfish. Jingyan is a person with her own thoughts and feelings. You can't treat her as your private property. Imprisoning her like this will only make her drift further and further away from you. Have you ever thought that maybe if you let her go, she will have a different opinion of you?"

Jiang Xiyan frowned slightly, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he asked with doubt in his tone, "Ye Ziyuan, do you know something?"

Jiang Xiyan was sitting in his spacious but slightly deserted office. The leather chair exuded a faint luster. The bookshelf behind him was filled with various documents and books, and the desk lamp on the desk emitted a soft light. He held his mobile phone in one hand and tapped the desktop unconsciously with the other hand.

"In fact, the person Jingyan loves has always been you! You must not wear out her deep and sincere love for you." Ye Ziyuan said slowly. The moment she spoke, she couldn't help but tightly grasped the phone in her hand. Her slender fingers had become pale and bloodless due to excessive force. At this moment, her originally calm heart began to beat uncontrollably, like a frightened deer bumping around in her chest. She couldn't help but wonder: Is it the right decision for me to rashly tell this long-hidden secret?

Hearing this, Jiang Xiyan on the other end of the phone was stunned as if struck by lightning. After a while, he came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream, and then clenched the phone tightly, his knuckles slightly white due to too much force, and even a layer of fine sweat appeared on the palm of his hand. His voice was trembling and anxious, and he asked loudly: "Ye Ziyuan, what are you talking about? How is this possible?" While speaking, his body subconsciously leaned forward, as if he felt that if he got closer, he could get a more accurate answer from the other end of the phone.

"You are a truly successful person! If Shen Jingyan had not married, you would have been entangled with her. You know, Xia Qingcheng's father is a big shot that she cannot afford to offend. If you hurt Xia Qingcheng because of her, then you will definitely be the one who gets hurt. Jingyan just can't bear to see you suffer any harm, so she has no choice but to choose to marry someone else." Ye Ziyuan took a deep breath and tried her best to control her emotions so that her voice could remain calm. However, even so, others could still detect a hint of nervousness in her words. She was seen pacing back and forth in this spacious room, and the soft pink carpet under her feet became slightly deformed due to her stepping.

"Hehe..." Jiang Xiyan couldn't help but sneer. His eyes revealed a deep disdain without any disguise, and even his tone of voice was full of sarcasm: "Don't want me to get hurt? This is probably just a high-sounding excuse she found." The corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was clearly an indescribable bitterness in that smile. Then, he slowly stood up and walked straight to the window with a slightly heavy step. He stared quietly at the prosperous city scenery outside the window, people coming and going, traffic, everything was so lively and noisy. But at this moment, his inner world was a mess, like a tangled mess that could not be sorted out.

"Believe it or not? Send me the address. I'll go see Jingyan when I'm free." Ye Ziyuan's eyes suddenly shone with a resolute light, as bright and firm as the brightest stars in the night sky. Her slightly bent back straightened instantly, and her whole body seemed to be full of strength, as if she was constantly cheering herself up from deep in her heart. She walked lightly to the bed, stretched out her fair and slender hands, grabbed the soft pillow lying quietly on the bed, and hugged it tightly in her arms, as if she could get some comfort and courage from this simple action.

"If Miss Ye wants to come, I welcome you." Jiang Xiyan's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a faint smile as light as the breeze. His deep eyes revealed a hint of indescribable expectation. At the same time, his slender fingers were rhythmically tapping the smooth wooden table in front of him, making a crisp, pleasant but slightly hurried sound. Along with this slight sound, Jiang Xiyan's heart could not help but ripple, and all kinds of complex and incomprehensible emotions surged like a tide. After a short silence, he slowly stood up, gracefully and calmly sat back in the comfortable chair, then leaned back leisurely, his whole body relaxed on the back of the chair. Finally, he gently closed his eyes and fell into deep thought, with Ye Ziyuan's words just circling in his mind.

Ye Ziyuan hung up the phone without hesitation. Almost in the next second, she received the detailed address from Jiang Xiyan. She stared at the string of characters displayed on the screen of her mobile phone, and a trace of worry that was not easy to be noticed flashed across her eyes. At this moment, various pictures kept appearing in her mind, imagining what kind of appearance Shen Jingyan would appear in front of her when she really met her? With a heart full of uneasiness and anxiety, Ye Ziyuan slowly moved to the dressing table and quietly stared at the beautiful but slightly nervous self in the mirror.

Ye Ziyuan carefully selected a simple yet fashionable outfit, a white chiffon shirt with light blue jeans and a beige windbreaker. She stood in front of the mirror and carefully put on light makeup, trying to make herself look more energetic. She lightly applied lipstick, but her eyes revealed a trace of fatigue and uneasiness that could not be concealed. After packing up, she picked up her bag and looked at the address on her phone again. It was a place she had never been to, and her heart was full of unknowns and worries. Then, she took a deep breath and walked out of the house.

Along the way, she was still feeling uneasy. The scenery outside the car window passed by quickly, but she had no intention of appreciating it. She kept imagining the scene when she saw Shen Jingyan in her mind, not knowing what Shen Jingyan's current state was and how to comfort her. She imagined that Shen Jingyan might be haggard and might burst into tears, and each imagination made her heart tighten.

Jiang Xiyan sat back in his chair in the office, but his mind was not on work at all. His eyes looked at his phone from time to time, as if he was waiting for some news. He recalled what Ye Ziyuan said, and the fog in his heart about Shen Jingyan seemed to be thicker. He felt a little happy about what Ye Ziyuan said, that Shen Jingyan loved him, which was a kind of satisfaction of being loved silently, but he was confused and unwilling that Shen Jingyan chose to marry someone else for such a reason. His fingers tapped irregularly on the table, his brows furrowed, immersed in his own thoughts, thinking about Shen Jingyan's appearance for a while, and recalling the bits and pieces of their time together.

Finally, Ye Ziyuan arrived at the address Jiang Xiyan gave her. This was a luxurious villa far from the city. The surrounding environment was picturesque, surrounded by green mountains and clear waters. The courtyard of the villa was full of various flowers, colorful and gorgeous. But Ye Ziyuan had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery at the moment. She rang the doorbell, and her heart beat faster involuntarily, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

The door opened, and a servant appeared. He was wearing a neat uniform and had a respectful but slightly cold expression. The servant led Ye Ziyuan into the house and through the spacious living room. There was a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the living room, and precious oil paintings were hung on the walls, but Ye Ziyuan only glanced at them. They came to the door of a room. The servant knocked on the door gently and said, "Miss Shen, a guest is here to see you."

Shen Jingyan's weak voice came from the room: "Please come in."

Ye Ziyuan took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in. Shen Jingyan was sitting on a chair by the window, looking out the window with empty eyes. The sunlight outside the window shone on her, but did not bring her a trace of life. There was a long iron chain locked under his feet, and the iron chain flashed a cold light in the sun. Shen Jingyan's face was pale and bloodless, his lips were chapped, and he looked very haggard, and his hair was a little messy. Seeing Ye Ziyuan coming in, Shen Jingyan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but soon returned to calm, with deep despair and helplessness in that calm.

"Jingyan..." Ye Ziyuan whispered the name softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the fragile flower in front of her. Her eyes were filled with endless pity, and even her voice trembled slightly involuntarily.

Shen Jingyan heard this familiar and concerned voice and turned her head slowly and with great difficulty. When her eyes met Ye Ziyuan's, she seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end she could only force a bitter smile from the corner of her mouth.