After being reborn and having his mind read, the cold and arrogant Zhan Ye kneeled down to coax

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Have you forgotten what I do?"

She just hasn't recovered yet.

Now she was able to hold back and barely take out her acupuncture kit from her bag.

It's not a cure, but it can temporarily relieve the pain.

"Zhan Tingxiao, have you arrived at the store?"

"Well, we're here."

There is a 24-hour convenience store right below the office building.

Zhan Tingxiao walked in holding his phone and was about to ask her what brand she wanted.

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind: "Ting Xiao?"

[Is that Zhou Xueqing's voice? ]

Jiang Wan couldn't hear clearly on the other end of the phone, she only heard vaguely that person asking Zhan Tingxiao: "Why haven't you gotten off work yet? Are you hungry? The makeshift lunch boxes here are pretty good."

"no……"

【Um? 】

I don’t know if the call was due to a bad signal or Zhan Tingxiao hung up.

Jiang Wan looked at her phone.

The sudden return to the screen saver made her feel relieved for two seconds.

She held her stomach and stared blankly at the dark night sky outside the window.

I do not know how long it has been.

The sound of the elevator arriving was heard again in the silent floor.

Jiang Wan tilted her head.

Looking outside the frosted glass door, two familiar figures were approaching.

Boom!Boom!

The sleek high heels tapped the floor crisply.

At this moment when Jiang Wan's hearing was sensitive, a big hand slowly pushed open the office door.

The light shines diagonally.

It illuminated the faces of two handsome men and beautiful women.

Jiang Wan once heard such a metaphor: if Zhan Tingxiao is the chief commander of South City, then Zhou Xueqing is the first princess in the socialite circle.

She is confident and generous.

When I stood next to Zhan Tingxiao, I had a sense of confidence that I was the most suitable match for him in the world.

Look, even though his hands were injured, he and Zhan Tingxiao were standing on each side, and the picture was very impactful.

"Jiang Wan, are you okay?"

Zhou Xueqing saw her pale face and trotted over.

He held the bag forward and said, "Here, Tingxiao and I bought it for you."

"Thank you."

Jiang Wan looked at her smiling face, nodded, and went to the bathroom with the bag.

Behind him, he could faintly hear Zhou Xueqing and Zhan Tingxiao talking: "I heard that you have submitted the divorce agreement?"

"Ah."

"You are wrong after all."

Zhou Xueqing whispered and disappeared in the sound of Jiang Wan's footsteps.

Zhan Tingxiao withdrew his gaze and fixed it on Zhou Xueqing's emotional face.

He asked in return: "What is right?"

"We share the same ideals and a common trajectory..."

"What's the difference between being in love with yourself?"

"..."

Zhou Xueqing was stumped by his words.

In the past, Zhan Tingxiao never mentioned the word "love".

In his eyes, love is a time-consuming, laborious and meaningless thing.

What he wants is someone who can speak the same language with him in career and who will not be a burden to him in life, right?

But, "What did you just say? You want to be in a relationship?"

"No."

"But you..."

"Don't stay outside so late, otherwise Uncle Zhou will call me." Zhan Tingxiao shook his phone.

Refuse to continue the topic.

However, ever since Zhou Xueqing failed to see Zhan Tingxiao on his birthday that day, she has been worried about one thing.

It's something that you know has little hope, but you're unwilling to just cover it up.

"Tingxiao."

She mustered up her courage, and finally, for the first time in so many years, she put aside her proud self-esteem and took the initiative to ask: "After you divorce, do I still have a chance?"

Zhan Tingxiao looked over in surprise.

Seeing this, Zhou Xueqing took a deep breath.

In her red eyes was the secret love she had hidden for ten years.

And the fear of losing.

She choked up and said, "I was too hypocritical before. I obviously liked you so much and wanted to be with you so much.

But I am waiting for you to confess to me first.

I naively thought that as long as you spoke to me first, I would not lose.

But, over the past month, every time I saw you and Jiang Wan together, I felt so ridiculous.

What can I really do about this?

Whether you confess first or I do, as long as we truly love each other, there is no need to worry about these things, right? "

"Zhou Xueqing..."

"Give me a chance. At least, after you and Jiang Wan divorce, try to be with me? Maybe you will find that we are the most suitable?"

……

"Maybe? Actually, there's no need for maybe. You two are the most suitable ones!"

Jiang Wan looked up at the dark sky.

In this cold season.

Why did she happen to hear someone's confession on this embarrassing day?

Zhan Tingxiao should be extremely happy right now, right?

Well, in order not to become a stumbling block that ruins the mood, she tactfully went downstairs.

She originally planned to drive back by herself, but she found that she had forgotten to bring her bag when she came out.

At this moment, the car keys, cell phone, and acupuncture kit were all placed in the bag on her desk.

Going back to get it would disturb the other person's long-awaited expression of true love.

If she doesn’t go back to get it, how can she go home?

[Hey, Jiang Wan, Jiang Wan, why are you always so unlucky? ]

"Hey! Beauty!"

A shout came from the back of the road.

Jiang Wan turned her head and saw Koenigsegg sticking his head out. He waved at her and said with a smile, "Shall I give you a ride?"

"Fu Yanzhou?"

Jiang Wan looked around and asked, "What are you doing in the Wolf Warrior Group?"

"Wait for you!"

The evil man got out of the car.

Her tall body blocked the cold wind. Jiang Wan looked up and met the man’s deep and unfathomable black pupils.

She frowned: "Didn't I ask you to just send the herbs to the War Garden? Why are you still waiting for me?"

"I'm afraid you won't save me."

"Tsk, Mr. Fu, you don't look like someone who is afraid of death!"

The temperature outside is too low.

Even though Jiang Wan had Fu Yanzhou to block the wind, she still couldn't help shivering after standing outside for a while.

The dysmenorrhea symptoms that were finally stopped are now making a comeback in the cold air.

Before she was about to pass out from the pain, Jiang Wan took the initiative to get into Fu Yanzhou's car.

And the heating was turned on full blast.

"Here, this is for you."

"what?"

"Red candy soap."

Fu Yanzhou said, and added: "Of course, it could also be poison."

"Mr. Fu's jokes are not funny at all."

Jiang Wan opened the thermos and sniffed: It was indeed brown sugar water.

[However, how did this guy know that I needed this? ]

"Mr. Fu, you said we knew each other before?"

"do not know."

"?"

"You said you didn't recognize me, didn't you?"

Fu Yanzhou sighed with regret. There was an elusive sadness on the enchanting profile of him as he looked back affectionately.

Jiang Wan frowned: "My reason tells me that I need to stay away from you."

"Oh?"

"But I can give you a chance tonight. Tell me, how did we meet?"