Flash marriage does not end well

After returning to the meeting room, Xu Mohai still didn't show up. Mr. Jin had already given up. He was communicating with Special Assistant Qin and moved the meeting to the afternoon. Practicing Tai Chi, when he saw Wen Zhihan came back, he looked away, "Boss Wen."

Wen Zhihan walked over slowly, as if he had something on his mind, he nodded at him and didn't speak.

Qin Tezhu took the opportunity to rebuff again: "Mr. Jin, our work schedule after Mr. Wen is relatively tight. If Mr. Xu really doesn't have time, maybe we can make an appointment next year? Welcome to City B at that time, I will definitely do well entertain."

President Jin smiled wryly.

Their President Xu has a bit of a tricky temper, he is too lazy to run away, and the other party always comes to the meeting for talks, so forget it.In addition, city B is the city he has mentioned least favorably, intentionally or unintentionally, and it is even more impossible to go there.

It means that the cooperation with Wen's is probably going to fail.

He wanted to fight again, seeing that Special Assistant Qin was an impenetrable human being, he turned his tentative gaze to Wen Zhihan who was absent-minded on the sofa, he was hesitating whether to speak, but the other party spoke first.

"President Jin."

But what he asked was a bit unexpected.

"Is there someone named Xu Huan in your company?"

Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "That's right."

"What's his relationship with Mr. Xu?"

As soon as the words fell, Special Assistant Qin and the two secretaries behind him couldn't help but fell silent, smelling something unusual.

President Jin was silent for a moment.

Xu Huan has a special status. Although it is already an open secret within Suiheng, and the person involved and Mr. Xu have no taboos about this matter, it is still a bit inappropriate to casually gossip about the boss's family affairs.

But there was no way to just leave Wen Zhihan alone.

In the end, he could only say in a roundabout way: "Vice President Xu does have a special relationship with President Xu."

Even though all he got was a point-to-point answer, Wen Zhihan probably knew it in his heart.

I had seen Xu Mohai's photo by chance before, but I didn't pay much attention to it.I had just seen Xu Huan at close range downstairs, and some intuitive guesses were aroused.The two have different temperaments, but their eyebrows and face shapes are very similar. Xu Mohai has no brothers and sisters, so Xu should be an illegitimate child.

In this way, the source of countless past events was tied together.

Wen Zhihan turned his head and glanced out the window. The buildings were densely covered, row upon row, wrapping around him like a huge net.

More than two years after Han Jing died of illness, Wen Zhihan accidentally learned that Han Jing's first love that year, which turned his family upside down, was Xu Guangchuan, the founder of Suiheng Group, so that he said last year that he would cooperate with Suiheng At that time, he had thought about it carefully for half a month. He had a grudge in his heart, but in order to keep calm and avoid gossip, he still got rid of these personal ties.

Thinking back carefully, it was Han Jing who first heard this name.

The uncle who single-handedly raised Han Jing passed away when she was old. Han Jing went back to sort out her belongings. He accompanied her and saw her mother staring blankly at a letter she found from the bottom of the cabinet. The envelope was the most common one in the post office. It's a yellow paper style, which is so old that it smells musty. On the front of the cover, there is a line of signature and address written with a pen. The handwriting is clear and strong.

Han Jing's fingers gently caressed the words "Xu Guangchuan" on the envelope.

At that time, he had a feeling of uneasiness. Sure enough, after returning home, his father Wen Hanlin accidentally discovered the letter Han Jing brought back, and he became so angry for the first time.

Wen Hanlin usually has an easy-going and friendly temper. When he got angry, he didn't yell or throw things like ordinary people. He just tore the letter in half in front of Han Jing, and then moved to the guest room.

Later, Wen Zhihan was afraid of the loneliness of his aunt who lost her husband in later years, so she often went to visit her old man.After hearing about the tense family atmosphere in the Wen family, he sighed sadly.

She said that Han Jing's character back then was actually very willful and rebellious, and she started dating Xu Guangchuan in high school. If it wasn't for her uncle's accident, she would not have married Wen Hanlin.Now that her uncle has passed away, the heavy burden she has held in her heart for many years has quietly fallen, maybe she wants to be relieved.

Wen Zhihan hesitated for a long time, but still had a secret chat with his mother.

The mother who always had a gentle temperament in my impression seemed to have aged a lot in a short period of time. She held Wen Zhihan's hand and said that in fact, she had no other thoughts, and she would not do anything else. There is only him, and the greatest expectation in life is to see his son get married happily and live a happy life.

It didn't take long for Han Jing to fall ill, and she lay on the hospital bed for half a month, but Wen Hanlin never came to see her.

That day Wen Zhihan came to the hospital from his company to visit her, standing at the door of the ward, he could hardly hear laughter, some were calm, and some were more crisp.

After opening the door, he found Lin Qian who was peeling an apple among several students who came to visit Han Jing.

He was very impressed with him, not only because of his good looks, but also because he was Han Jing's favorite student, who often talked about him, and even joked that he wanted to introduce this student to his son.

Wen Zhihan found an inconspicuous corner in the ward, covered himself with a notebook, and quietly looked at Lin Qianyi in the afternoon.He has a very lively personality, loves to talk and laugh, occasionally he will restrain his eyes from Wen Zhihan, but after a few seconds, he talks about trivial things with relish.

Before leaving, Wen Zhihan and Han Jing's attending doctor met again. The doctor flipped through the test reports of Han Jing's various data, and sighed helplessly for a long time, expressing that Han Jing's condition was getting worse day by day, and his body The pain is second to none, the main one is heart disease, and the mental state is really bad. I am afraid that it will not be cured for a long time, and I will end up with big problems.

Wen Zhihan sat across from him in silence for a long time, and when he went back, he called his father Wen Hanlin in the car. Wen Hanlin was busy with a very important summit at the time and had not been home for a long time.Wen Zhihan said he hoped he could come to the hospital some time to see Han Jing, but he hung up the phone.

The cold beeping sound of the machine rang in his ears for a long time. Wen Zhihan sat in the car, looking at the closed and oppressive underground parking lot through the car window, feeling as if he was going to be out of breath.

He is already in his 20s, and he no longer looks forward to having a pair of parents who are musical and harmonious like he was when he was a child, but at least the least, he hopes that in this world, he still has a mother.

With a hoarse voice, he began to think seriously about another matter.

So far, he has never been in love, and he hasn't even had a heart-wrenching feeling for a person.But he thinks that Lin Qian is pretty good, he likes the looks, he likes the personality, and even because Lin Qian is a painter, he has an extra layer of intimacy psychologically.

He tried hard to convince himself that love is not the starting point of all marriages, as long as he can do his best to be a good partner, then there is nothing to blame.

A few minutes later, Wen Hanlin felt that it was not good to hang up the phone directly, so he sent another text message to care about him, asking where he was and when he would be home.

Wen Zhihan looked at the text message and thought about it.

At this moment, he wants to go to a nearby shopping mall to take a look at the diamond ring.

He stepped on the gas pedal slowly, and his fingers shook slightly uncontrollably, as if he could catch his breath just thinking about how he would marry Lin Qian.