help her chase his wife

After returning to the residence, Jian Qiao took a hot bath.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, she had time to go downstairs and ate a bowl of cold noodles with beef.

At nine o'clock, Jian Qiao called grandma and chatted a little about family matters.

"I ate wontons at night." On the phone, grandma sounded very happy. "Your sister Xiaoyu brought it, and I ate a whole bowl."

"Did she make the wonton herself?"

"Yes, the little girl is hardworking and frugal. She seldom goes out to eat, and she doesn't order takeout much. She basically cooks breakfast and dinner by herself. Sometimes she also prepares lunch in advance and brings it to the bookstore at work."

In contrast, Jian Qiao couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. In order to save trouble, she hadn't cooked for herself for a long time.

"This kid has a good heart and is a real person. He comes here every day and chats with me..."

After chatting with grandma for half an hour and saying good night, Jian Qiao turned on her laptop and uploaded a new chapter.

Before exiting the page, she inadvertently glanced at the comment area, and saw a reader named Wan leaving a message: Do you want to consider writing an emotional drama in the next book?

Jian Qiao's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something invisible, and it twitched violently uncontrollably, with swelling pain, and her eyes were taken away, and she couldn't move away for a long time.

Her intuition told her that this person was Li Wan, but rationally she thought it was impossible, how could it be such a coincidence...

Jian Qiao didn't sleep well that night, and thought about it a lot.

In the next few days, she followed He Bin to work step by step. He Bin was easy-going and easy to get along with. She could ask him for advice on anything she didn't understand. Jian Qiao quickly adapted to the rhythm here.

After taking a day off on Saturday, Jian Qiao received a call from He Bin early on Sunday morning, who asked her to pick him up at the airport.

"You take the company's car. Vice President Li's nine o'clock plane is completely in time."

Jian Qiao, who was still a little confused a second ago, woke up instantly after hearing the word 'Vice President Li'.

She unconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt with force, and her tone became a little stuttering because of nervousness: "You just said...the person you want me to pick up...Yes, it's Vice President Li??????"

"Well, I have already sent her your mobile phone number, you wait there in advance, she will call you when she gets off the plane." After a while, He Bin sent a message to the group of six in the logistics department. Zhang Liwan's previous edited photos were specially edited for Jian Qiao.

Jian Qiao zoomed in on Li Wan's photo, lowered her eyes and looked at it carefully for a while. In the photo, Li Wan tied up her curly hair and looked neat. She was wearing a light brown turtleneck sweater and a delicate lady's suit on the outside. Leaning against the clear glass window, holding a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.

This person is smiling, under the warm sunshine, her facial features are bright, her lips are red and her teeth are white, but the eyebrows and eyes are a little bit colder than before.

Jian Qiao let out a sigh of relief, and silently saved this photo in her phone album.

Fearing that she would be nervous when she saw her, Jian Qiao dressed casually, with a denim shirt and jeans, and a pair of black canvas shoes.

Before going out, Jian Qiao lingered at the long mirror for a long time. Usually, she is not a person who cares about her image very much. Today's behavior is somewhat abnormal.

She took the subway to the company first, and after getting the car keys, she drove to the airport instead.

Along the way, Jian Qiao's heart was beating like a tightly beating drum, and even though the air conditioner was turned on in the car, her palms were still wet with sweat. What's even more outrageous was that she even had a feeling of wanting to go to the bathroom. urinary urgency.

When she arrived at the B2 parking lot, she unconsciously clamped her legs, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath back and forth with her head on the steering wheel.

At around [-]:[-], Jian Qiao received a call from Li Wan. When talking to this person, she pinched her thigh with her left hand to avoid stuttering nervously.

Jian Qiao drove the car to the corresponding passage according to Li Wan's instructions, and picked up the person smoothly.

When we met, there was no pleasantries, and Jian Qiao didn't even have a chance to introduce herself. After getting in the car, Li Wan went straight to the back seat and gave her an address. She kept looking down at her phone for the rest of the time.

Jian Qiao glanced at her secretly from the rearview mirror, guessing that this person might not remember her, after all, it has been two months since the last car crash.

Originally, she was very anxious and entangled, not knowing what to say to her, but she didn't expect Li Wan to be so silent, and she didn't mean to talk to her at all, Jian Qiao's uneasy heart gradually relaxed.

Following the navigation route, Jian Qiao drove for more than an hour, and finally came to a three-story villa.

"Vice President Li, do you need me to carry your luggage in for you?" Just as Jian Qiao finished speaking, a man with the appearance of a housekeeper came over.

Li Wan looked away from the phone screen, and glanced at Jian Qiao lightly. She didn't pay much attention to Jian Qiao when she was in the underground parking lot, and now she saw this person's face clearly, and she couldn't help but be puzzled.

"Uncle Tong, don't worry about this, let her carry the luggage."

The old man looked Jian Qiao up and down with his sharp eagle eyes, then nodded slightly and stood aside.

Leading to the inner courtyard of the villa is a cobblestone-paved winding path. Jian Qiao followed Li Wan with a suitcase in one hand.

"Did we meet somewhere before?" Li Wan asked her after walking a little further and making sure that Uncle Tong couldn't hear her.

Jian Qiao paused, swallowed her saliva, and told her what happened last time.

Li Wan sighed lightly, and said that no wonder her face felt a little familiar.

Jian Qiao's heart beat heavily, and her temples also thumped.

"Help me put my luggage on the second floor." Li Wan looked tired, and she changed into a pair of padded slippers after entering the door. "Also... remember to come here at 07:30 tomorrow morning to pick me up to the company."

Jane Qiao nodded.

Li Wan changed her clothes, and when she came down again, the man had already left.

After returning from Li Wan's place, Jian Qiao didn't even eat lunch, and lay down on the bed directly. She closed her eyes and sniffed lightly. The tip of her nose seemed to still be lingering with the light fragrance of that person.

She smiled unconsciously, then buried her head in the quilt silently.

At six o'clock in the morning, Jian Qiao got up, went out to buy breakfast, and when she was walking back with the buns, Li Wan's aggrieved image of not having enough to eat when she lived at her house suddenly flashed in her mind.

This person is very picky eater and doesn't like to eat many things.

Jian Qiao thought for a while, and finally went to the Hauge store a little further away to buy a sandwich.

Jian Qiao arrived 10 minutes earlier than the agreed time. She closed the car window and checked the watch on her wrist while keeping an eye on the situation at the villa.

At [-]:[-], Li Wan walked over wearing a small pink suit and stepping on red high-heeled shoes.

Jian Qiao got out of the car early and opened the rear door for her.

Li Wan closed her eyes and leaned against the back seat, closing her eyes and resting her mind.

Jian Qiao pursed her lips, looking hesitant to speak.

Li Wan slowly opened her eyes, her expression was puzzled, and her voice was a little hoarse: "What's the matter?"

"Vice President Li, have you had breakfast?" Jian Qiao lowered her head, fingering the edge of the car door, "I bought you a sandwich."

A flash of surprise flashed in Li Wan's eyes, she was silent for a few seconds, and then said calmly, "I'm not very hungry."

Jian Qiao nodded, without saying any more, turned around and went to the main driver.

Arriving at an intersection, waiting for the traffic light, Li Wan suddenly asked her: "What kind of sandwich did you buy?"

Jian Qiao bent her lips subconsciously: "Eggs, ham and bacon, no salad dressing."

Li Wan was a little surprised, she usually doesn't like to put sweet things on sandwiches...

The man didn't say anything more, Jian Qiao glanced at the traffic light, and with seven or eight seconds left, she quickly unbuckled her seat belt, and took a sandwich and low-fat yogurt sideways.

Li Wan looked at the things delivered by this person, and muttered vaguely: "I didn't tell you, I'm not very hungry."

She said so, but stretched out her hand to take the thing.

Jian Qiao suppressed her smile, sat upright, and continued to drive in a serious manner.

She was slow to eat, so Jian Qiao drove the car to the underground garage, and the man still had half a sandwich left in his hand.

Jian Qiao sat quietly, waiting for her patiently.

After getting out of the car, Li Wan stuffed the packaging bag and the empty yogurt box into Jian Qiao's hands: "You dispose of the garbage."

Jian Qiao agreed, locked the car door, and followed Li Wan step by step.

The two took the same elevator, and Jian Qiao stood slightly behind, staring at Li Wanqianli's back in a daze.

After a ding, Li Wan stepped on her high heels and went out. Jian Qiao subconsciously followed without even thinking about it.

Li Wan looked back and looked at her narrowly: "If I remember correctly, you should be on the eighth floor."

Jian Qiao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the floor sign with a stiff neck, the ninth floor...

Li Wan pursed her lips and gave a chuckle, then turned and left, leaving only the embarrassed Jian Qiao standing there.

Dong Yun came to deliver documents to Li Wan, and happened to meet Jian Qiao when she got out of the elevator.

She glanced at the trash tightly clutched in this man's hand, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"?" Jian Qiao came back to her senses, and scratched her forehead in embarrassment, "Sister Dong, that, I took the wrong elevator..."

Dong Yun pursed her lips and patted Jian Qiao's shoulder twice with a smile, then went to the right.

After signing, Li Wan tapped the marble table with the tip of her pen: "Xiaofei's mother has an accident and won't be able to come for a while, Miss Dong, please transfer me a person from the company to act as my temporary assistant." secretary."

Dong Yun responded, went downstairs to the personnel department, and transferred Assistant Liu who was familiar with the company's affairs.

Assistant Liu was under her father Li Xin's staff. Li Wan was displeased, but she didn't show it on her face. After all, even Dong Yun was someone her father placed by her side.

Before lunch, Jian Qiao came up. The company has purchased a new batch of office equipment, which has been checked by the logistics department, and there is no problem.

Li Wan glanced at it quickly, and then wrote down her name in a hurry.

She wrote in consecutive strokes, which looked very scribbled. Jian Qiao bit her lips lightly, her eyes fixed on the signature at the bottom of the document, as if she was carefully identifying it.

The behavior of this person was inexplicable, Li Wan gave her a puzzled look: "What do you think is the problem?"

Jian Qiao shook her head, silently put away the documents, closed the door and went out.

Li Wan pressed the cap of her pen against her chin, frowned lightly, and guessed in her heart: This idiot might dislike her ugly handwriting, right?

snort!Li Wan casually threw the black carbon pen into the pen holder, pouted and slandered: I am a fool who can get in the wrong elevator, how dare you despise her ugly handwriting? !

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