The encounter between two people is like a brilliant firework, which goes out and then goes silent, never meeting again.

Yan Jiangling did not contact her again. As if those encounters were just coincidences.

Noon, in the office, during the lunch break.

Xiao Hui turned on the video on the computer to watch financial news.

A press conference is being replayed, featuring Yan Jiangling, in a suit and leather shoes, in high spirits, presenting the expected prospects of a newly acquired company.

He looked so mature and steady, without the cool ruffian appearance that Xiao Hui had ever seen.

The wrong person you saw in the wrong time and space.

Xiao Hui sighed in his heart and changed the channel.

After a few minutes, there was a loud noise outside, mixed with her familiar voice.

She buried her head in her arms, fell to the table, and jerked herself up again.

What should be faced is always to be faced, and what should be faced will always come. She had never missed a mistake in her estimate of human nature, despite how much she wished she could be wrong once.

Xiao Hui walked out.

The man she knew was also her relative, standing at the front, loudest and most vicious, loudly scolding the clerk who was standing in his way.

"Song'er, tell Xiaoqian and Lao Shen to go home and have a holiday in the afternoon. Xiao Hui walked over and instructed Xiao Song, an employee of the company.

Xiao Song responded and walked away.

"Xiao Zhaoguang, just call if you have something, why bother to meet and block. Xiao Hui found a chair two meters away from the man named Xiao Zhaoguang and sat down, and said lightly.

"Ask for money, 300,000. Xiao Zhaoguang replied neatly.

Xiao Hui's mouth was open, and before he could speak, he was blocked back by Xiao Zhaoguang: "Three lives! What's wrong with asking you for a few dollars? Can money be exchanged for human lives! You hateful murderer!"

Xiao Hui walked back to the office to get the checkbook.

When she came back, Xiao Zhaoguang was already lying on the ground, holding his head and moaning.

Yan Jiangling clenched his hands into fists under his nose, still standing in such a diagonal posture, looking coldly at the man rolling on the ground.

When Xiao Zhaoguang saw Xiao Hui come out, he suddenly came to his senses, got up, rushed to her, grabbed her arm, shrugged her up to the front to make his shield, and roared: "You actually raised a little white face to beat me, you have a kind! I want 500,000!"

"You can't beat this little white face, look at his six abs? Take the money and leave, don't answer me. Xiao Hui said lightly and threw the check on him.

Xiao Zhaoguang took the check, dragged her past Yan Jiangling, and walked straight to the door before letting go of her, opening the door and slipping out, faster than a rabbit.

Xiao Hui rubbed his aching shoulder, walked over, and picked up the table and chair that he had overturned.

The world is really unpredictable, the more you want to show your most glorious side to some people, but the more it backfires, and always let him see your most embarrassing side.

She cleaned up and went to the bathroom to get a mop and came out to mop the floor.

Yan Jiangling didn't leave, sat on the chair and fiddled with the phone, watched her wipe over, raised her feet, and asked her to wipe it.

Xiao Hui finished mopping the ground and looked at him with a mop: "Coming, something?"

"What are the three lives he said?" Yan Jiangling said abruptly.

Xiao Hui didn't answer, and took the mop to the bathroom.

Yan Jiangling followed, standing behind her, breathing rapidly.

"I'm sorry, I know it's your privacy, but people are always curious. I also know that it must not be your fault, a woman like you will not harm anyone at all. ”

The mop in Xiao Hui's hand fell to the ground, splashing a splash, wetting his face and eyes.

She reached out to wipe the water stains on her face and said with a smile: "What kind of woman am I, you know?"