the sky is sugar

He Yancheng went to the company, and as soon as he entered the office, he saw a person sitting on his office chair.

"dad."

He Dong turned his chair around when he heard the words, looked at him and said coldly, "Are you willing to come back?"

He Yancheng looked at him expressionlessly, and asked without answering, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come?!" He Dong suddenly stood up and knocked on the table, pointed at He Yancheng and said angrily: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking! Let me tell you, as long as your father and I are alive, you and that It's impossible for someone with the surname Jiang!"

"What do you mean?" He Yancheng also glared at him angrily.

"What do you mean?" He Dong sat back in his chair, smiling so coldly, "He Yancheng, do you feel that your wings are hardened, and you just wait for me to hand over the shares to you so that you can get out of my control. Whatever it is?"

He Yancheng's figure flickered, as if he couldn't believe that He Dongquan had guessed his thoughts.

"Let me tell you," He Dong said with a sneer, "When will you and Tan Qian have a child, and then think about my shares, or you can just dream! What level are you kid, do you want to fight with me? Humph! You can't help it Do what you can!"

He Yancheng froze in place. He Dong walked for a long time before he came back to his senses. He clenched his fists on both sides tightly and slammed his fist on the desk.

After Jiang Shan put down the special products for Li Ning and the others, he had nothing to do, so he went home. He was quite tired after the day. He lay sprawled on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call He Yancheng, after thinking about it Go, eventually only sent a message in the past.

-What are you doing?

5 minutes passed and the phone was still silent.

Jiang Shan thought that he was busy and didn't see him or didn't have time to return. After all, he was away from the company for more than ten days, and there might be a lot of work waiting for him when he returned.

However, He Yancheng was already at Xinghewan's home, and the moment his phone rang on the sofa, he had a premonition, and the display on the screen turned out to be Jiang Shan.

But he stared at those short words for a long time, but didn't know what to say, so he simply put down his phone, picked up the wine bottle in his hand, and poured it into his mouth.

He Dong could tell so easily that it would be dangerous for him to get close to Jiang Shan in the future. He Yancheng thought about the little things they had together in Chongqing, and felt sore in his heart. He raised his head and took a few more sips of wine.

In a daze, the door seemed to open.

Who is that?

"Ah Cheng..." Tan Qian squatted next to He Yancheng, watching him sitting drunk on the carpet leaning on the sofa, gently brushing his hair.

When he woke up the next morning, he vaguely heard a woman's voice beside him.

and many more!woman? !

He suddenly sat up from the bed, and saw Tan Qian talking on the phone with her back turned to him, with only a bath towel wrapped around her body.

There was a bang in the head as if something had exploded. He hurriedly pulled off the quilt, only to find that he was only wearing a bathrobe.

I don't know how to describe the mood at that moment.

In short, don't be what he thinks.

"He's awake, you can tell him." Tan Qian turned around with the phone in her ear and saw He Yancheng staring at her like frost.

"Who are you calling on my phone?!"

He Yancheng's mobile phone has never been set with a password, and he also thinks that no one would dare to take his mobile phone privately.

"It's that Mr. Jiang," Tan Qian walked to the bed, handed over the phone and said naturally, "You were not awake when he called, so I answered it first."

"Hello?" He Yancheng took a deep breath and said softly.

"...He Yancheng, did you drink yesterday?" Jiang Shan was silent for a while, and no emotion could be heard in his voice.

"I was scolded by my dad when I came back, and I accidentally drank too much." He Yancheng said.

"Last night...was Tan Qian with you?"

"no!!"

"...He Yancheng, she hasn't told you that I sent the video first and then called."

"Listen to me...explain" Before He Yancheng finished speaking, there was a beeping sound, he angrily smashed his mobile phone on the TV in the bedroom, and turned his head to stare at Tan Qian, the rage in his eyes was overwhelming. Tan Qian felt that eyes could kill, and she was already gone.

But she can't help it, what choice does a person like her have other than being a chess piece and being manipulated by their father and son.

The feeling of suffocation from her neck made her unable to control her body's instinctive reaction, and she tried hard to break He Yancheng's steel-like hand. She leaned against the wall, her face flushed, and she almost patted He Yancheng's veined arm with all her strength. .

"You, did, what, what!" He Yancheng gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

Seeing that Tan Qian was really about to be strangled to death, he let go of his hand, and Tan Qian slid weakly against the wall and sat on the ground, coughing violently.

"Did I say that you can't come to this house casually?! How dare you spend the night here!" He Yancheng looked at him condescendingly, his tone full of anger.

"Your father, your father asked me...to come." Tan Qian covered her neck and coughed twice again.

"So? Did what he hoped for happen?!"

"What should have happened has happened. He just wanted a child."

As if struck by lightning, He Yancheng stared at Tan Qian who stood up from the ground with no expression in disbelief, and shouted: "What the hell did you say!! Say it again! Everything that should have happened has happened!"

Impossible, impossible, after several years of marriage, he has never touched Tan Qian, even holding hands, hugging and kissing, how could he be with her!how come!

"He Yancheng, wake up, I don't want to, but is it useful? Your father knows everything, he knows my identity, he knows your plan, he wants children, and he wants face! You can't be with that man Yes." Tan Qian looked at him and said calmly.

He Yancheng was about to collapse. His mental and physical obsessions did not allow him to have such intimate affairs with people he didn't like or anyone other than Jiang Shan. He really wanted to go crazy and destroy everything.

If Tan Qian is really pregnant, he and Jiang Shan will really have no chance.

"Get lost." He Yancheng sat on the edge of the bed and held his head. Now he didn't want to say anything, and he didn't want to hear anyone's voice.

He especially misses Jiang Shan, his mind is full of his smile during those ten days.

Why!Why!Why!Why!Why!Why!

In the end why ah!

Tan Qian glanced at him, sighed, took the clothes and left.

After an unknown amount of time, He Yancheng picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and the screen was cracked, but it didn't affect the use of it, but the TV was miserable, and it seemed broken.

Trembling, he picked up his phone and clicked on the chat history to see that Jiang Shan sent him several messages yesterday.

— Mr. He is not done yet?

-Depend on!It's not like you want to deny it when you get it!

—He Yancheng, I just want to talk to you right now.

—Forget it, you are busy, good night.

The last one is a video sent in the morning, and the call time is about 1 minute.

He scratched his hair impatiently, hesitated again and again, and still sent a message, because he really didn't have the courage to call Jiang Shan at the moment, what should he say if he got through?It's hard to lie to him or tell the truth.

—I will hold a press conference on NO.20 next month, you will know when you come, I am serious.

As expected, there was no reply to the message, but He Yancheng thought that even if he didn't come, he would still see it on TV. This time, he didn't want to bear it any longer. He wanted to have a showdown with He Dong. Even if it was death, he didn't want to do that. Taken over.

"Xiao Chen, I'm going to hold a press conference next month. You should prepare the things you made earlier." He Yancheng stood in front of the French window with the phone in his hand and looked at the high-rise buildings outside, a sternness flashed in his eyes.

He Dong was not good to his mother at that time, he often spoke coldly to each other, hated this and that, and didn't care about her at all.

So after his mother passed away in a car accident, the relationship between He Yancheng and his father and son gradually deteriorated until he met Jiang Shan later. After so many things happened, it was already impossible for them to reconcile, let alone get along like a normal father and son. Water and fire are incompatible.

Jiang Shan sat in the store in a daze, thinking of He Yancheng's sleeping face and half-exposed chest when the video was picked up in the morning, and Tan Qian lying beside her with her shoulders exposed.

At that moment, he only felt that it was difficult to breathe, his mind went blank, and he forgot what he planned to say when he posted the video.

Then he opened his mouth and finally said nothing, hung up the video, and made a phone call. He tried to comfort himself that it was not true just now, but the female voice that rang through the phone still made him freeze on the spot.

Lost, totally lost.

His fingertips were shaking while holding the phone.

"Mr. Jiang, right? I'm sorry, Ah Cheng hasn't woken up yet, and I was too tired after drinking a little wine last night... Eh? He's awake, tell him."

Tan Qian's voice lingered in her head like a curse, "I'm too tired" and "I haven't woken up yet".

Jiang Shan feels like a goddamn joke again!

She was doing well in Chongqing, but she said she was going to get a divorce, what happened?After doing that to him, he came back with someone else...

Okay, you want to develop a press conference, okay, let me go, okay, I'll see how you can explain it, at worst, it's just a reason to give up.

More than a month passed quickly, and Jiang Shan was busy in the coffee shop every day, and gradually calmed down a lot. During this period, the two of them had no contact with each other.

NO.20 At 02:30 p.m., Xiao Chen sent the specific address to Jiang Shan. He looked at it and hesitated for a long time, and finally took a taxi and set off.

It's been a month and today is either starting over or ending it all.

Although he wasn't particularly surprised to see He Dong here, he always felt uneasy, depressed and uncomfortable. He didn't know if it was because of those bad memories from the past, but he deliberately avoided He Dong's eyes.

"Xiao Jiang, right? You shouldn't have forgotten me, right? I'm He Yancheng's father." He Dong stood at the back of the press conference, well-dressed, although he was old, his body was straight and he still carried a kind of calm and prestige aura.

"I haven't forgotten, Chairman He." Jiang Shan suddenly didn't want to stay here anymore. He hadn't seen He Yancheng for a long time, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't worry," He Dong smiled ambiguously, "He Yancheng has something important to announce in a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw He Yancheng, who was formally dressed and expressionless, coming in from the door next to the stage, with Tan Qian, who was also well-dressed and smiling, on his arm.