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"You'd rather sleep with him than go home with me, right?"

The woman in front of her walked forward without looking back, her slender waist was being held by the short and fat man beside her, she turned her face to the man and showed a charming smile, from the beginning to the end, she never set her eyes on herself glance.

Ke Momian stared blankly at her blooming eyebrows, at the rain on the ground splashing under her high heels, at her talking obediently to that man...

The body seemed to be hollowed out abruptly, and the pain was already too uncomfortable to describe in terms of pain.Ke Momian sat on the ground, letting the heavy raindrops hit her face hard, her eyes were constantly washed by the rain, and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, which made her even more unable to see the face of the woman in front of her clearly.

Don't go... look back at me... Just one look, just one look, okay?

The raindrops were falling rapidly, and Ke Momian's posture slowly lowered with the rain... It was almost as low as the dust, and it was about to merge with the ground.

It's so cold... I can hardly breathe... My body seems to be frozen, and I can't move anymore.

It was raining so hard that the whole world could only hear the sound of the rain washing the ground, swish, swish...

Jingle Bell……

A sudden ringtone of the mobile phone brought Ke Momian back to reality. She looked at the time sleepily, and it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.Sitting up from the bed, the thin quilt on her body slipped off at the same time. She didn't know when she covered herself with a thin quilt and wrapped herself tightly.

Really, how can I somehow remember the events of that year, the events that I least want to remember and can't forget no matter what.

Even if he was willing to give up everything he had for her, so what?Even if the two have gone through so much, no matter how many vows they have made, are they still on their own side today?

In retrospect, the humbleness at that time is not worth a cheap word.

"Dad." Ke Momian answered the phone, went to the bathroom to wash his face, looked up and saw the pale face in the mirror, and let out a deep breath.

"What's the matter with you?" Ke Rongcheng, who was in the US branch, heard Ke Mo's turbulent breathing and asked a little uneasily.

"It's okay, I just woke up." The 25-year-old face can't find a single fine line. This is the same face as before, just standing in front of the mirror and facing herself. After all, Ke Momian feels that she is too different from her previous self .

In the second year after that person left, Ke Momian fell seriously ill. After she recovered, Ke Rongcheng went to the United States and handed over everything here to Ke Momian.This is what Ke Momian requested. She needs to grow up alone, and gradually forget the relationship that should not exist in the heavy work.

"How are you doing recently? Did you eat on time? Did you go to the hospital for a checkup..." Ke Rongcheng asked a lot of questions. Since that illness, her father has become a bit of a mother-in-law.

After hearing what he said, Ke Momian inadvertently softened her tone: "I'm fine, Xiao Min takes good care of me, and the company is also fine, you don't have to worry."

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows, the hazy night began to envelope the city, and the colorful neon signs shone with ghostly lights.

Drops of water hit the glass window, one point, two points, more and more raindrops formed a line, dividing Ke Momian's vision into several fragmented interfaces.

The rain in the dream hadn't stopped yet, and it started to rain in reality. Ke Momian stood in front of the French window, watching passers-by downstairs running around with their heads in their arms, and hurriedly looking for shelter in the sudden rain .

"I saw the news about you and a female star on the Internet today." Ke Rongcheng's tone became a little tougher, with the sternness of a father.

"Did you see less in these years?" Putting her hand on the glass, a bone-chilling chill penetrated into her skin instantly, and the rain washed against the glass, as if it was washing against her palm.

Open your hands, everything on this land belongs to her, this building, all the employees in this building, as well as the shopping malls, hotels, and real estate in this city...

But she clenched her hand tightly, but she couldn't hold on to anything. She just wanted a little warmth, so that the palm of her hand could feel warm. Is this request difficult?

"Momian," Ke Rongcheng sighed helplessly, "how long are you going to indulge? You are already 25 years old, it's time to settle down."

"Dad, what do you mean Anwen wants me to get married?" After all these years, her father still had the same idea, and Ke Momian refused, "I said that I would never get married in my life, and this matter has nothing to do with her. It doesn't matter."

"You are at this age, I don't think I need to say right or wrong, you know it yourself." Ke Rongcheng said some irrelevant words later, and Ke Momian listened absent-mindedly.

After hanging up the phone, all I could hear was the sound of rain coming from outside. It sounded like a thousand ants crawling around her ears. It was so irritating, it made me want to go crazy!

Ke Momian picked up her bag and walked out of the office quickly. Seeing her figure, Xiao Ling immediately rushed out to stop her: "Mr. Ke, the reporter downstairs hasn't left yet!"

"If they don't leave, I will." Why should my life be disturbed by these irrelevant people?

"Mr. Ke!" Xiao Ling went back and grabbed her bag and followed Ke Momian. She would be able to get off work when Mr. Ke was off work. Thinking of the reporter waiting downstairs to interview Ke Momian, Xiao Ling was afraid that Ke Momian would not be able to get through the reporter's troubles alone. surrounded.

Exactly as she expected, the reporters downstairs held their guns and short cannons and watched Ke Momian come out of the elevator. Regardless of the obstruction of the security guards, they all threw themselves on Ke Momian like crazy, and the scene got out of control for a while.

Xiaoling followed Ke Momian and kept telling the reporters that I'm sorry, but I didn't see those reporters who could take a few steps back.

The security guards squeezed to Ke Momian's side to fight a bloody path for her. Ke Momian calmly walked through the reporters wearing sunglasses, turning a deaf ear to the reporters' barrage of questions.

"Miss Ke, are you serious about Liu Wenrui?"

"Miss Ke, did you break up with Bai Luwan?"

"Ke Momian, do you think you can solve the problem without talking?" A reporter acted as a thorn in the side, jumping out of the crowd and pointing at Ke Momian angrily.

A few steps away from the front desk, Xin Xinran gnawed on the biscuit that Chai Tongtong gave her, and waited to see what kind of shocking words this President Ke Da had to say.

Ke Momian is really tall. With her high heels on, she can see the tip of her head among a group of burly men about 1.8 meters in height carrying various camera equipment.Xin Xinran compared herself with her, well, a woman who is too tall may not be so good, it is better to be a little bird.

"Then I said, let you use my words to misinterpret as you please, so that the problem can be solved?" Ke Momian's mouth curved into a polite arc, with some imperceptible sarcasm, and continued to move forward under the surprised gaze of the reporter.

"You're so handsome," Chai Tongtong threw the finished biscuit packaging into the wastebasket, "As expected of a woman I like."

Xin Xinran lightly poked her forehead with her index finger, and laughed at her: "Nympho."

"Xin Xinran," Chai Tongtong looked at her facial features intently, "I found that you look very much like the fox fairy in Liaozhai!"

"You now..." Only then did I realize that Xin Xinran was about to bury her new colleague, when suddenly a phone ringing interrupted her, making her forget what she was going to say next.

"You're calling." Chai Tongtong's cell phone ringtone is a song, and this monotonous jingle ringtone is definitely not hers.

"It's not mine." Xin Xinran looked around, and there was a mobile phone lying on the ground in front of her. I don't know who was busy with the interview and lost the mobile phone recklessly. When she found out, she should be anxious.

Running over, the ringing was still going on, Xin Xinran thought for a while and answered the phone.

As soon as the person on the other end of the phone waited for her to pick it up, he started chattering: "The dead ghost waited so long to answer my call, tell me what's going on with Liu Wenrui? I'll wait for you at your house, I brought Jin Ying came here together, today you must cook for me, you haven't..."

If you don't interrupt her, does she not know what is enough is enough?

Xin Xin burned black lines all over her face and coughed: "Hi, I'm not the owner of the machine."

"What machine owner?" It was not Ke Momian's voice, "Hey? Where's Ke Momian?"

"Is this phone Ke Momian's?" Xin Xinran gloated for some reason, and told you to drag it out, without even knowing that the phone was dropped.

"Did she drop her phone?" The other party asked again.

"Ah, yes."

"Where did you pick it up?"

"Company."

"Then what are you, return it to her quickly!" The other party was anxious, this kind of stupid employee was actually recruited by Ke Momian.

Sure enough, they are all evil capitalists, and they give orders to others casually, why should they listen to you?But it's hard to justify not giving it to Ke Momian. The person on the other end of the phone probably knows her very well, so it would be troublesome to complain to Ke Momian afterwards.

Xin Xinran walked out of the company slowly, and took a look at the parking lot with the idea that Ke Momian had already driven away, but she was still there!If a car hadn't been surrounded by people, she wouldn't have recognized it as Ke Momian's car.It's really hard for these reporters. On rainy days, they have to wait for Ke Momian's favor in the rain.

"Let's go, let's go." The assistant held an umbrella and worked hard to help the security guard drive away the reporters. Seeing that it was difficult for her to squeeze in, Xin Xinran thought for a while with her hands on her hips.

"Isn't that Liu Wenrui's car!" She pretended to be an idiot and drank ten liters of chicken blood and yelled vigorously. After all, she was also the No.1 karaoke singer in college, so things like soaring high notes were easy to handle.

Her cry successfully attracted the attention of a group of reporters, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction Xin Xinran pointed.

She just pointed at random, and where did Liu Wenrui come from?The reporter looked for a long time but couldn't find out which car belonged to Liu Wenrui.

Taking advantage of the free time, Xin Xinran squeezed in in the rain, and handed the phone to the assistant: "Mr. Ke's phone has been dropped, you give it to her."

"What?" Xiaoling's ears were a little ringing from the reporter's chattering voice.

At this time, Ke Momian saw that the person coming was Xin Xinran, and he lowered a small window of the car unexpectedly: "What's wrong?"

The reporter began to realize that the so-called seeing Liu Wenrui was a hoax, and came back to continue to surround Ke Momian, and the situation was extremely severe for a while.

Xin Xinran's shoulders were hurt by the reporter's camera behind her. Seeing Ke Momian blowing the air conditioner in the car with nothing to do, waiting for others to open the way for her with no wind or rain, she had to get angry. With a very bad attitude, he threw the mobile phone through the car window: "Mr. Ke, your old mobile phone has been dropped."

No employee has ever dared to talk to Ke Momian in such a tone. Ke Momian took off his sunglasses and looked at her coldly. Xin Xinran looked at her fearlessly, and said when he was upset, what are you staring at!

"Miss Ke, please give an explanation to those who care about you." The reporter behind asked persistently, almost pushing Xin Xinran in front of Ke Momian's car window. Put your face on the car window so that Ke Momian can see jokes.

The rain made Xin Xinran half wet all over. Compared with the assistant who had an umbrella, Xin Xinran's situation was much more miserable.Seeing her pitiful appearance, she couldn't get in or squeeze out. After admiring it for a long time, Ke Momian's gloomy mood brightened up, so she should show mercy. She sat on the co-pilot and hooked her finger at Xin Xinran: "boarding."

There seemed to be no other way out of this situation, Xin Xinran turned around and pushed the nasty male reporter back, and then quickly opened the door and got into the car, without any pause in the whole process.

"You're not too annoying." This kind of thing can be resolved quickly, Xin Xinran felt that Ke Momian was quite annoying, she slammed the accelerator a few times, the reporters outside stopped making trouble, and stood in front of the reporter at the front of the car Showing timidity, hesitating whether to take two steps back.

"President Ke, please fasten your seat belt."

Ke Momian didn't respond to her words, but just looked at her thoughtfully.